I Tried to Tweet. Plus the Joys of Immunization
>> Thursday, July 16, 2009
i've been exploring new ways to market my jewelry, and there are quite a few people who say that twitter really helps to get the word out there. so i sign up. and immediately get overwhelmed. apparently now, i am following over 250 fellow "tweeters" ("tweetees"? "tweets"? "tweetians"?). when i log in, there are hundreds of updates, most of them not really related to anything that i'm interested in. i am finding it hard to search for people i might know. i am finding it even more incredible that several chinese schoolgirls, all with almost identical photos, want to follow my tweets. i definitely do not click on their suspicious tinyurl links - inane hello kitty videos? remakes of 80's pop songs? porn? there was a hysterical fake account under brad pitt's name, but twitter took it down, i guess because it was fake.
i have tweeted - 4 times to be exact - despite the gut feeling i have that it's kind of futile. today i tweeted about the mini's first set of immunizations - the husband and i were very nervous, and i asked my mom to come with me. seriously, it pretty much bordered on horrific. first, we gave her an oral suspension, which caused her to throw up all over me and the chair i was sitting on. the nurses in the clinic didn't even bat an eye - and also did not help. then, three needles, one in her left leg, and two in her right. she didn't scream like i expected, just this little surprised yelp, then this sorrowful, sad cry. as parents, you work so hard to keep your babies clean, fed, and happy, and here i was, holding my sad, chubby baby as she cried, sitting in a puddle of vomit, three little band aids on her legs.
plus, a disposable breast pad found its way into the washer. did you know that they are filled with little expandable jelly-like bead type thingys? wtf?
makes tweeting seem kind of inane, doesn't it?
(muffintopdesign@twitter just in case you're interested)
to make things even better, shortly after i blogged about the mini's "witching hour", it miraculously began to subside. i didn't want to say anything in case i jinxed myself, but over the past couple of weeks, she has been fussing less at bedtime, and we haven't needed to dance/sway/rock/swing so much!!! hmmmm. either she's growing up, or we just got better at our nighttime routine! she's also been sleeping for 3-5 hour stretches at night between feedings, which feels luxurious! so, knock wood - i'm hoping we'll be able to keep this up! thanks for all the advice and tips!
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