Today, I'm sharing with you my goal social media sharing schedule. I'm not going to say that I hit target every day or week, but these are the times that I aim to have shares scheduled to my social media platforms.
Most of the share times are based on information found online about prime sharing times with a few randoms thrown in for test purposes and thoroughness. Feel free to experiment, but I know for me it helps to have a checklist.
I'm in a lot of Facebook groups. A lot! In one of my groups, someone brought up unplugging from Facebook for a few days. They mentioned all the time Facebook distractions took away from other things in their life, things that are actually important, especially our kids and family.
This really made sense to me, because Facebook is, admittedly, my biggest time suck. I'm always scrolling through, getting sucked up in all the pointless status updates, liking "cool" stuff, and catchy headlines like "15 celebrities who are now broke". Really, it's pathetic.
It distracts me from my schoolwork, family, housework, etc. It's just so easy to get sucked in.
So, I decided I was going to unplug too. Thursday to Sunday, I logged out of Facebook on my phone and computer. And you know what?
It was pretty great.
I'd like to say that I spent that time being super productive and accomplishing all these things I was missing out on before, but that would probably be a lie.
Thursday I watched a few hours of The Vampire Diaries with my husband. Friday I substitute taught Kindergarten, had some transmission work done on our SUV, and had my first drop (or two or three) or alcohol in over a year. Saturday I folded tons of laundry and watched waaaay too much The Fosters. Sunday I pulled out my stove and fridge out and swept/mopped. Something I haven't done in like...ever?
Okay, okay. So, there wasn't a big epiphany. My life didn't suddenly turn to unicorns and fairy dust. But... Facebook didn't implode without my presence, either. To be honest, it felt good to be disconnected for a few days. Like everyone else, I fall victim to wasting minutes turned to hours on Facebook doing nothing. I'm hoping this experience will help me be more tuned in to how I'm spending my time.
Not too long ago, I was an exclusively pumping mother. By choice. I was convinced I loved it. And, actually, this was my second time exclusively pumping. I did it for a year with my now four year-old son.
People were always surprised to hear that I exclusively pumped. Some were impressed. Others were confused. I think some people actually felt relief that they didn't have to watch me breastfeed. After all, I typically pumped in private.
However, people often seemed to think that it was such hard work. I was baffled by this assumption. This was the easy way, right? I thought so, at least. Pump and then just pop a bottle in that crying baby's mouth and go do dishes or something. Easy peasy.
Well, after some soul searching and realizations on my own part, I returned to breastfeeding. In case you were wondering, it's going wonderfully, still. I can't believe I was slighting myself and my children on this experience.
While I was an exclusive pumper, breastfeeding moms always told me how much they hated pumping. Many women claim that breast pumps just don't work for them. Moms, professionals, and others also often claim that it is impossible to maintain a supply with a pump (which is false, in case you were wondering).
Now it was my turn to be baffled.
Of course, I had a great relationship with my pump. I was an exclusive pumper, after all.
Well now I'm not.
Now, I'm a breastfeeder, just like all those moms who used to give me wide eyes. Now I'm one of those moms. My pump is like a friend turned enemy. I avoid it like the plague.
I have a huge stash built up from when I was pumping. Actually, my husband wishes he could find more than breast milk in our deep freezer. So, every now and then when I really should pump... Well, I don't.
I actually hate pumping. I don't know why. It's not uncomfortable for me. I've done it so many times that that's no big deal. I just find it to be such a hassle and inconvenience now that it's not my every day life.
I get it now, ladies. Pumping sucks when you could have a cute, cuddly baby do it instead.
Hope your feelings aren't hurt too much Pump In Style breast pump, but I've moved on to a tooting, cooing, adorable baby girl. I'll probably keep avoiding you, as much as possible. But I won't forget what you've done for me.
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