First, we celebrated the joyful news of pregnancy and shared vibrant updates about our little one growing inside (“Peanut is the size of a grape this week! Can’t wait for next month’s mango update!”). Next came the heartwarming pictures of our newborn, accompanied by amusing tales from the delivery room (“Who was doing yoga on the delivery table? Yep, that was Peanut’s mom!”). These moments swiftly transitioned to snapshots of our little one’s first messy encounters with bananas, followed by legendary stories of diaper blowouts—always a hit at dinner parties! Just before moving to our current phase, we had the classic “First day of (insert grade here)!” photos featuring a wide-eyed, gangly child struggling under the weight of a backpack that could rival Mount Everest.
Now, we find ourselves at a fresh milestone. Peanut has entered a world where profound thoughts are shared, like, “Today, our teacher introduced us to Kafka. I prefer him over Dostoevsky. It made me ponder … I don’t know. Like life is this continual process of letting go. Then we played tag at recess.”
Back in our day, parents didn’t capture and broadcast our every thought. In fact, they often missed our musings entirely, too preoccupied with their own lives—perhaps sipping cocktails or lighting up a cigarette with a match while we rolled around the back seat without seatbelts.
Peanut has evolved into a savvy social media user, complete with a Twitter profile and engagement metrics that would astound us. She’s acutely aware of her Facebook Likes, but does that diminish the heartfelt memories we’re creating? Not at all! Although the landscape has changed, the love from her parents remains steadfast, unaffected by her social media stats. They adore her, regardless of her grades or language skills.
It does leave me curious about what Peanut will share when she’s older, perhaps reminiscing in a time when social media is as outdated as dial-up internet. What stories will she have as she navigates her later years, all while possibly returning to the basics of life—eating mashed bananas and wearing diapers? It’s hard to write when you’re nestled in bed, feeling like a little shrimp once again.
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In summary, while the tools and platforms for sharing our lives may change, the essence of parenting and the love we have for our children remains timeless, creating memories that are cherished no matter the era.