Hijacked

Occasionally, once every few months or so, the social calendar falls in such a way that the wife has other plans, and a night with my fellow men occurs. Man night, guys night, some men call it poker night or bowling night (likely because they play those games). It is always a good time, where we revert back to the childish jokes and pranks that get us in trouble with our better halves. For the most part, Man Night is like Vegas, and what happens on Man night is not discussed much with those who were not there (that is part of Guy Code).

One thing did however get out from Man Night. As the night proceeded, and alcohol and testosterone got the better of everyone's judgement, my Facebook was hijacked by my fellow men. A posting was put out there about male breastfeeding, which gave us all a good laugh. I realize today however that many people have taken the posting quite seriously. I even got some pretty good sources of information about how to make this a reality.

I figured I would set the record straight. As much as I am appreciative of those who have given support to the idea, I am not sure I am up for man breast feeding, mostly because I am a hairy guy and I think there is some logistical issues I would not be able to work out. I can bond with the child in other ways, and I am sure in the early stages I will bond with him/her while changing the dirty diapers.

What seemed to be a window into my father-to-be emotions in that posting was really the out come of hours of drinking and what was a golden opportunity for my mates to play a little prank. So now we can see how the new technologies and the phenomenon of social media continues to touch the different aspects of our society, even showing its reach to the coveted Man Night.