by ALISSA WARREN
How’s that ‘screen-free’ time working out for you?
You know that hour or day or minute you were planning on going screen-free? To be totally there? No distractions.
I’ll put my hand up first. I’m struggling to break the addiction.
When I’m at the park with my kids, sometimes I spend more time flicking through my iPhone than watching them play. And I don’t just mean I’m not interacting with them. Like, I’m not actually supervising them. Cringe.
Last night, as I leaned in for a cuddle with my husband I put on my best Princess Diana accent and joked that there were “three of us in this marriage”. Me. Him. The iPad. And then we cuddled. All together. Sad.
My ‘quiet time’ involves looking at mindless photos on Instagram of green celebrity smoothies, Hamilton Island and babies. Lame.
Dependent. Addicted. Defeated. I feel alone. But I’m not.
This two-minute video has been viewed almost 19 million times. It’s supposed to be a funny take on how we’re flicking through our screens as much as a desperate new mother flicks through books about newborns.
The highlight is when a bloke is filming his own wedding proposal. While he’s proposing. Ring in one hand. Phone in the other. Funny. But terrifying, because I laughed and then I remembered all the times I’ve done something equally as embarrassing.
A few weeks ago, I went and saw Pink. Live. Awesome. Mind-blowing. A privilege.
At the end of the show, she connected some rubber band looking thingies to her waist, and backflipped her way through the crowd while singing. I filmed it. On my phone. So pretty much I was watching the whole thing happen through an itty bitty screen. I could’ve done that at home on Youtube. Idiot.
Top Comments
I've just deleted the Facebook app off my phone. I had become a slave to it- checking every half an hour (or sometimes more!).
I can still access my fb on the computer, but the world isn't going to end without Facebook on my phone.
Anhh the park. I remember those days when my gorgeous little kiddies would play. My kids are passed the park age and you know what - I don't miss it all that much! God it was boring, not as connected then, sitting there watching them, watching them, swinging them, swinging them, endlessly. The times we'd get there and leave two minutes later because of the need to go to the bathroom, the fall injury, the I want to go home now!
Yes it's cute but we look back through rose coloured glasses and remember the lovely snapshots, then pass on our wisdom to new parents, don't miss a second.
Well you know what! You can miss a second and it's just as good. You love them just as much and you have as much fun. You are allowed to be the human you are and are allowed to do the stuff you enjoy! Enough with the mother guilt!
The older my three kids get the less I feel it. Because you know what I am a great mum, flaws and all. Part of that is my love of my online life. All of which is really paying off with teenagers and the whole Internet issues thingy :)