Two nights ago I was the iPhone Mom.
If you read the post you'll read about the mom at the park sitting with her iPhone while her kids play. She wants the mom to know she's missing all the cool stuff they're doing while she's playing with her phone. Was I guilty of this? Did I sit on my phone all the time while my kids did magical childhood things and I missed them all. Does my daughter think all I do is sit on my phone and never play with her?!?
Two days ago was a long loooong loooooooong day and Husband was working that night. Rowan had had an excellent day at school but being "good" takes a lot out of her and she was kind of a butthead all afternoon. Mikey, in the late afternoon, is quite needy. And if you've ever read this post then you know that I am also quite needy in the late afternoon and not having my husband for those nights is a test of patience. When the clock struck 5pm I was done-zo. I put pants on Row (potty training,) scooped the baby out of his swing and we took off for Firehouse Subs (Rowan's favorite restaurant also named "The Chip Store.")
Since she had the aforementioned wonderful day at school Rowan had been promised iPad time and she reminded me of this on the way out of the door. We arrived to the restaurant and ordered our sandwiches. Mikey sat in his seat on the floor while I rocked him with my foot. Rowan ate her sandwich and cheetohs and lovingly stroked the iPad with her cheesy fingers. Everyone was happy. I sipped my soda and checked Facebook, Instagram, and my email. I finally had a minute to sit and breathe. Then I thought people were staring at us...
I wanted to stand on my chair and say, "Guys I vacuumed and did the dishes while holding a 15 pound baby today. I've played with animals, done a craft, made school with Peppa Pig. I played tag as well as the 'Dora Boots Game' in the pool. I've painstakingly negotiated with a toddler terrorist to eat every.single.bite of two meals while she acted like I was attempting to poison her. I've begged my daughter to use the potty and cleaned pee off the floor. I have loved and rocked and cooed to my baby. Guys, I JUST WANT FIVE MINUTES WITH MY PHONE."
I realized quickly that besides the elderly lady cooing at Mikey no one was paying attention to us. The guilt was self-inflicted. I was actually mad at that article for putting that thought in my head, for making me label myself as The iPhone Mom, for ruining my five minutes of peace before it was time to head home for the bed time routine. There really isn't a time I'm in public and check my phone that I am not paranoid someone is labeling me as a bad parent now. I'm sure there are moms that sit with their technology all day long. And I'm sure lots of us have days we use our phones more than we should but I'm also pretty confident most of us aren't texting our kids' childhoods away.
Give yourself a break, mom.