Gather ’round, moms of the world, and join me as I divulge a little tidbit information that will earn me my rightful place in the Bad Mom’s Club. Perhaps this will even give me a strong enough platform to campaign for the president’s slot of said club. Are you ready? Because, seriously, this one is a doozy. Ok, here we go…
We love screen time AT my house!
Cue the sigh of relief. Oh boy, it feels good to get that off my chest. Now, enter the angry mom-mob calling for my head & my “World’s Greatest Mom” mug. Except, here’s the thing: you can take the mug, but I lost my head (or at least the functioning parts of it) about three years and two kids ago. So before the rioting commences, just indulge me with one last little tribute to my old pal: the tablet. Ahem, ahem.
An Ode to Screen Time
When I can’t take one more question, tantrum, or a fit
Or when I think my head might explode unless my kids just sit
I reach for you, old pal, because you never let me down
Because when I place you in those little hands, there’s nary a word or frown
Whether learning things with Blippi or playing games where things blow up
You buy me 30 golden minutes of silence with my coffee cup
You save me in the grocery store or when I want to pee alone
You rescue me from the dreaded question: “Mama, can I play with your phone?”
Now I know that it’s not so black-and-white; “too much of a good thing” and all that
But sometimes what I need more than anything is an uninterrupted chat
Because between you and me, friend, sometimes motherhood can be a drag
So that’s why my tablet will always have a place in my diaper bag
Now I’m ready to accept my fate, mom-mob. But before I surrender myself, just do me a favor, won’t you? Look into Kindle Free Time Unlimited. I promise it will change your life.
