Screen time… who cares? That is a stupid thing to worry about. Well guess what, my mind is so welcoming it finds the time to worry about all the stupid things. Screen time included.
I am obsessed with screens. I love TV, I love my phone and now I love my computer (thank you blogging). When it was school holidays and children were playing outside, I was the kid that no one knew existed because I was inside watching TV all day. One time, my parents got Foxtel, a paid TV subscription, and I almost watched it 24/7. This caused them to quickly get rid of Foxtel. I don’t want Bub to follow in my TV obsessed footprints.
I also am on my phone a lot, not making phone calls. When I worked full-time this wasn’t an issue but since Bubs birth my phone use has increased exponentially. Bub used to take so long breastfeeding that I got bored. I would whip my phone out and go on Facebook, do online shopping (ARGH!) and google random stuff like “Why is my babies poo green?”.
That habit has stuck and I can confidently call it an addiction. I know it is bad. Every week I feel guilty enough to uninstall Facebook from my phone. I last two days (sometimes two hours) before I install it again. Now Bub is becoming more aware and if I am on my phone she looks at it and I freak out. She is welcome to become addicted through her own doing, but I don’t want her to become addicted by watching me.
Hence why I worry about screen time. Have you ever heard babies shouldn’t be exposed to screens until two years of age? I read it in a book once so it must be true. So how am I going with that?
With TV I say we are going very well. I try not to watch TV during the day. I turn back into a junkie at night when Bub is asleep. There was one exception, which was when the Olympics were on, and I’m sure I don’t need to explain that one. I know that if I have another child, or even possibly in a few months, TV may become an invaluable parenting tool and my biggest ally. But for now, apart from rhythmic gymnastics and pole vaulting, Bub has not watched much on TV.
Has she seen me use my phone? Absolutely. I don’t actually want to describe how much. My phone addiction has overridden my anxiety over screen time. If this improves I’m sure I will blog about it, but for now I am going to go back to my phone to uninstall Facebook for the 22nd time because writing this post has made me feel guilty again.
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