Who among us has taken a photo of their child today? This has been happening for multiple generations now. We document our lives and have the ability to reflect on times gone past.
But who has then deleted the not-so-perfect looking shots, favoured the shot where your little cherub looks cutest, cropped it, edited it, filtered it, and posted it on various social media channels, waiting patiently to revel in the attention it so deserves? (Babies get a lot of traction!)
And who has then refreshed their feed multiple times to ensure that their entire network agrees with the level of cuteness in said image?
There’s a lot of talk about the selfie-generation, but there’s a whole generation of their offspring who are planting their best angles all over social too.
This is the plight of the Insta-mum: we spent our pre-baby lives on social media and are now in baby-land, absolutely besotted with our bundles of joy and documenting this for the world to see.
What those funny baby faces really mean. Post continues after video.
There are some positives to this plight. Our socials are overloaded with random memes, depressing news stories and ads about the latest fad diet. So it’s uplifting to see photos of innocent, happy toddlers with bright futures in front of them, and it’s heart-warming and encouraging to see our families and friends’ families grow.
But the motivation behind why we are taking these photos or videos and obsessively posting them on social platforms is where it starts to seem a tad… unhealthy. Could we be contributing to creating a self-image problem worse than what magazines and advertising gave us?