Damned if you do...

Today I checked my baby app and saw that bambino is now the size of a mango. Normally I wouldn't get excited about a fruit, but c'mon, this is MANGO!

I can only hope my baby is this sassy and sexy, regardless of gender.

Anyhoo, I got excited because of the mango-ness and made the mistake of posting it on Facebook. Now instead of the funny Mango clips or quotes, I am being bombarded with messages from family members about why I haven't posted more on the produce size of my fetus during my pregnancy. Um, because it's gross and I don't want to ruin lemons for the hundreds of people I'm friends with on Facebook.

In an attempt to further my "family ties" experiment, I messaged everyone who commented to say I'd love to stay better in touch and even included some information about my pregnancy and how things are going. I've even invited visitors to come out to stay with us and see my belly instead of hearing about it online. Somehow I just don't know if it's enough! I'm trying not to get frustrated but it's hard. I just need to keep an open mind and know that people are upset they're not hearing more because they love me and want to be connected. It's crazy how technology has stifled our ability to pick up the phone.

I implore all of you to pick up the phone and call someone today. Don't email them, text them, Facebook them, chat them. Call them. Call someone. I bet you it will make their day.