For the Love of God Put DOWN your Phone

Yes, I’ll say it, I am a self proclaimed phone addict. My mind runs so fast that I am constantly thinking about things I want to accomplish, questions I want to look up, noting things I don’t want to forget, etc. It’s not really all about social media or staying in touch I just happen to utilize my phone to answer and help me with all the stuff that runs through my head. Unfortunately sometimes this means that my attention is taken from my children to be on my phone. I am definitely not perfect.

I’m not one to judge,but for the LOVE of God please put down your fucking cell phone!!!!!! I see you, I see you all the time.

I have seen you out to dinner with your family and everyone has a device in their hand.

I have seen you checking your phone while your young children walk next to you in a parking lot (you can’t even put it in your pocket long enough to ensure they make it safely to their vehicle!

I’ve seen you so immersed in your phone that you have no idea what kind of games your children are playing at the park and I’ve watched you at “school”, when you are supposed to be working one on one with your child, never look up from your phone at all unless your realize your child has moved on to a new toy.

Ask yourself what is so Goddamn important.

I am a stay at home mother of two small children. Believe it or not I am busy almost all day. It’s so challenging to get things accomplished and at times I do get distracted with my phone for some of the reasons I stated in the beginning. Life isn’t sunshine and rainbows all the time and we aren’t perfect, I’m definitely not perfect. I have taken my oldest son who is now three to several different places over the last few months and noticed a trend among parents. They sit on the sidelines on their cell phone or with a friend chatting while their kids are playing. I hope none of them have ever caught me staring but in my head I’m thinking, “really? aren’t we distracted enough already, you can’t put your cell phone away or remove yourself from your important life as an adult to engage with your child for an hour?” I mean the idea of getting that special time to play with my son where I don’t have to think about my boring ass life is literally exhilarating! I can set this time aside to focus just on him, join him in his world and it takes me back to when I used to have an imagination. In fact,  I am finding my inner child again and letting her shine through in all of her radiance. Just this past weekend I ventured in to the treeline behind our house and taught my son how to build a fort with sticks. We fought off intruders and walked on our bridge scared to fall in to the alligator pit below. Last week I crawled through holes with my best friend and her son at a local indoor play center that neither of us should have fit through, slid down slides, enjoyed a dinner made by our sons and laughed until we cried at the things they were saying. Had we been sitting in the chairs where the other moms were we would have missed ALL of this.

Today I climbed in to a contraption I thought I might actually die in, crashed an airplane, then rescued myself in an ambulance, AND alerted the fire department that there was a problem (whew I’m tired). I’ve belly crawled from my kitchen to his bedroom to “pew pew” his daddy and baby brother with our blocks (we don’t say guns because DUH it’s not politically correct to play cops and robbers or ESPECIALLY cowboys and Indians). I’ve played hide and go seek, built blanket forts, jumped on beds, made race tracks out of anything I could possibly imagine in our home, I speak in random accents and dialects throughout the day just to hear him laugh, we’ve run from room to room while the dog chases us, had dance parties on the coffee table, been under arrest more times than I can count, and I know this sounds strange but the other day we sat in the dryer and squealed just to hear ourselves squeal.

THIS is what life is about as parents. These moments we are never going to get back. And I hate to be the one to break it to you but if you don’t put your cell phone away and enjoy these moments you ARE going to regret it. I’ve missed moments before and I know because of a circumstances here or there I may miss one again. But, I made a promise to myself a few months ago that I would set aside time for my children, that I wouldn’t care who saw me being silly, and that I would engage with my sons on their level.

You aren’t a bad parent you just need someone to point it out to you. I challenge you to leave your phone in your purse for awhile the next time you take them to play. Don’t even worry about pictures, just enjoy your child. GET UP, run and play with your babies before they aren’t babies anymore. I promise you won’t regret it.

Carpe the Hell Out of Your Diem
Laci Jane



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