This week my #effitfriday rant isn’t actually MY rant more a rant about me from the husband.
Being a blogger I often have my phone in hand, checking Facebook, joining linkys, Twitter. Before I know it I am lost in an online world losing reality. Missing out on little moments.
Being a mother I often find myself taking to Google to ask a question about the boys, to Pinterest to look up what I can make with the boys, Facebook to feel a little less lonely in the day. Whatsapp to send a picture to my husband. A message.
Is it really necessary? Do I need to be attached to my phone 24/7?
But I am. And it’s not only driving my husband crazy it’s driving a wedge between us. My husband said the other day that whenever he ends up reading mum blogs (which isn’t often not even mine) they all say the same thing that they need to put the technology down and get into the moment. The same complaint. From all of us.
What my husband doesn’t understand is that sometimes blogging can consume you. You just want to finish a post. You just want to pop this on Facebook. Hang on someone has tweeted you. You can’t miss this link up it’s your favourite. He has his job where he feels those pressures. That need to drive and push himself. I don’t. This is my drive. This is my pressure. This is my escape.
He is right. I am addicted. Much like the wonderful photos in the Removed collection portrayed by photographer Eric Pickersgill where the impact of phones in families was shown.
It worried me.
I don’t want to lose the art of conversation. I don’t want snuggles on the sofa and chats about our day to become sitting at opposite ends while I read about someone else’s day on the screen.
I don’t want that for my marriage.
I don’t want that for my family.
So today. As the first day of our weekend I’m leaving my phone upstairs. Out of the way.
Facebook won’t crash without me. I don’t need to see the latest cat video I do need to see the Toddler shouting “Look at me Mummy”
My blog will keep on turning. I don’t need to write something every day, I do need to go out, have fun, be Mummy, be a wife. Creating inspiration to write about.
The internet won’t mind if I take a break. It’s time to end the affair.