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I am really surprised why no one has coined the term "Plogging" till now. In case you are wondering what the hell that is, it just means Parent-Blogging.

I am always surprised that, in my grandparents' generation having a dozen kids was the norm, that too when many had hand-to-mouth existence. My father jokingly tells that its because that was the only form of entertainment in those days. Some experts strongly believe that the late emergence of Plogging is the main reason for population explosion at that time. Imagine if a person had to blog about his half a dozen kids, he surely would not have the bandwidth (not the internet one!) to reach the dozen mark!

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Since blogging itself is around a decade old, the average age of Momma/Pappa blogs would be around 5 years at the most. Many parent bloggers right now will be blogging about their first kid. Will they be as enthusiastic to blog about their second kid? More importantly,will the parents at some point stop writing posts about their children? 

This could actually be a mommy blog post in the year 2030:
Control Systems Exam. Exhausted.
"My son has been studying for his 'Control Systems' exam all night. He is such a dedicated kid. I gave him cereals by missing my serials. Sleep Deprived. Gotta make Horlicks for him now. Laters. Bye".

3 comments:
wannabesupermom writes:
Wow. Great. You are a super mom. Your son is so lucky. Love...
from Internet Explorer 6, 5 minutes ago

regularvisitor writes:
Beautiful post. Wish him all the best.
from Firefox 3.6, 2 minutes ago

mommasboy writes:
Mummy, stop blogging. And get me Horlicks. Now!
from Blackberry, a second ago

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Here are the technological innovations waiting to be explored:
As of today, you can either write the posts about all your children in the same blog or have a separate blog for each child. But, the future will be something like this.
There will be a single parent blog, like lets say http://kidzofdasharatha.wordpress.com and auto tagging feature will create one dynamic pesudo blog per child. If you want to read the posts about all the children, you can go to the main site. If you want to read about a specific child, you would need to visit pseudo sites like say http://rama.kidzofdasharatha.wordpress.com, http://lakshmana.kidzofdasharatha.wordpress.com etc.

http://kidzofdasharatha.wordpress.com
Recent Posts:
 - Asking Rama to go to Forest. Having a heart attack. So long.
 - Rama's Enthroning. More details soon.
 - Rama won Sita, take a bow. Rather, break a bow.
 - Shucks, Vishwamitra took away Rama and Lakshmana.
 - Bharatha always loves to wear Rama's shoes.
 - Payasa worked. Kids look just like me. Minus the beard.

http://rama.kidzofdasharatha.wordpress.com
Recent Posts:
 - Asking Rama to go to Forest. Having a heart attack. So long.
 - Rama's Enthroning. More details soon.
 - Rama won Sita, take a bow. Rather, break a bow.
 - Shucks, Vishwamitra took away Rama and Lakshmana.
 - Payasa worked. Kids look just like me. Minus the beard.

http://lakshmana.kidzofdasharatha.wordpress.com
Recent Posts:
 - Asking Rama to go to Forest. Having a heart attack. So long.
 - Shucks, Vishwamitra took away Rama and Lakshmana.
 - Payasa worked. Kids look just like me. Minus the beard.

http://bharatha.kidzofdasharatha.wordpress.com
Recent Posts:
 - Bharatha always loves to wear Rama's shoes.
 - Payasa worked. Kids look just like me. Minus the beard.

http://shatrughna.kidzofbharatha.wordpress.com
Recent Posts:
Oops...no post. Looks like you lost your interest in blogging by the time this kid was born!

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Parent blogs will be used in future to collect very important statistics:
  • The drop in blogging interest from first kid blog to the second kid blog.
  • The average age when the child will take its first step.
  • The most commonly uttered first words by children.
  • The effect of Horlicks on the marks obtained in 9th standard science test.
  • The health drink that kids drink before their "Control Systems" exam.
  • The impact of parents' posts on the self esteem of the child.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. No adult, parent or child ego was hurt in the writing of this post.

Comments

Madhuri said…
Thank God it was fictional - when you began I almost wondered if you had moved super fast after the wedding and were going to now Plog!
July 07, 2010 9:58 PM
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