My husband’s phone rang the other day and he starts with this long whine, “Ahhh, I really don’t want to speak to him right now…”. It was the end of a long day of listening to whining kids who were now, on this rare occasion, actually asleep on schedule and I was not in the mood to have my peace interrupted. I snapped back, “Well, don’t answer it then – you’re not a slave to your phone, you know”.
A few days later there I was with a quiet afternoon of crafty activities planned for the kids and my phone rings. An hour later I’m still on it, 3 year-old hanging on my leg begging me to get on with our winter fairy crowns and I’m doing the “just five more minutes, love, I’m coming”. So I got to thinking about how much we do enslave ourselves to these mobile devices. How could I be more present with someone on the other side of the city than with my own kids in the same room?
I propose that we start a ‘Moms Minimizing Mobile Minutes’ movement – a simple pact to turn off our phones for one hour a day of pure presence with our children.
I know, I know, I’m also of the Blackberry generation where we’re practically born with speed typing machines instead of thumbs, but come on – don’t we owe it to our little ones not to let these devices get between us all the time?
I think we do.
There is nothing to sign, no-one who’ll beat you up if you don’t, but I urge you to join me in the MMMM movement and the rewards will be self-evident.
A few days later there I was with a quiet afternoon of crafty activities planned for the kids and my phone rings. An hour later I’m still on it, 3 year-old hanging on my leg begging me to get on with our winter fairy crowns and I’m doing the “just five more minutes, love, I’m coming”. So I got to thinking about how much we do enslave ourselves to these mobile devices. How could I be more present with someone on the other side of the city than with my own kids in the same room?
I propose that we start a ‘Moms Minimizing Mobile Minutes’ movement – a simple pact to turn off our phones for one hour a day of pure presence with our children.
I know, I know, I’m also of the Blackberry generation where we’re practically born with speed typing machines instead of thumbs, but come on – don’t we owe it to our little ones not to let these devices get between us all the time?
I think we do.
There is nothing to sign, no-one who’ll beat you up if you don’t, but I urge you to join me in the MMMM movement and the rewards will be self-evident.
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