Maybe I’m being a bit melodramatic (ponders if that’s the right word but I can’t think of a better one atm!
) but I too found the whole situation really quite sad and actually more than that, it was almost like she’d sold her soul. I’m not explaining this very well but I guess what I mean is she literally has put a price, be it monetary or in renown terms, on her giving birth and having a daughter.
Because of this she has now shared with literally anyone and everyone what, I think at least, should have been a private and intimate moment between her, Joe, the baby’s brothers and whichever other family members they wished to include and now that’s done, that’s it, it can never be undone. That special moment has become, like so much else in Stacey’s life, a commodity, something she can trade for TV appearances and book deals, for baby clothing and merchandise ranges and post-natal products for mothers, for years of clothing ranges and accessories for girls, oh the list is endless, and that, I do find sad.
I dunno, it just feels like SS thinks it’s a big old game and is making no mind of any future consequences whatever they may be, for her or her children. I think the easiest way to put it in ‘real’ terms is there is no way anyone, even Stacey, would let a complete stranger into their house and spend time with their children. She wouldn’t have dreamt of having any Tom, Dick or Harriet march in off the street and let themselves into her bedroom whilst she was giving birth or let them wander around the nursery or to look around her kids bedrooms and would be utterly horrified if anyone tried to do so. I think what Stacey is missing is that effectively though that’s what she is doing by posting every mortal thing on Instagram. Sadly there are some really
bleeping strange people out there and she has no control over who is viewing anything she posts. Scary thought eh?!