Not So Pretty
When I was younger, I did not quite envision 30 would look like this. Twice divorced, career taking a backseat (I think I actually put it in the trunk), living back under my father’s roof(it’s technically an apartment I live in…but he owns the building), breastfeeding one son and chasing after my other 2 year old son. Just to clarify, the son being breastfed is only 5 months old. This is my not so pretty life. Obviously there has been a lot that led up to this current situation I find myself in. I may or may not dive into the ‘why’ later. Right now though, I’d just like to pour out my brain so I can have something reflect back on and cringe later. I still have my journal from when I was in high school….and let me tell you…it makes my skin crawl when I take the magic carpet ride back into my 18 year old brain. Nevertheless, it is still something that I crack open to remind myself that people change and grow (thank God).
Anyways, back to the present.
I had a moment of clarity the other day. I took my boys to a children’s museum. A very nice children’s museum, with an outdoor splash pad, numerous sandpits, tree house maze, a fun little path with interactive musical instruments, fishing pond, animatronic dinosaurs that have all the bells and whistles. Guess what my son wanted to do? Sit down and stare at the dinosaurs. He didn’t want to even stand up to watch them. I encouraged him to play in the splash pad with the other children but he just wanted to go stare mindlessly at the dinosaurs. Now, you could say that I’m overreacting, or maybe he is just really interested in dinosaurs (he isn’t) or that I’m reading too much into this. This situation I found myself in with my 2 year old came after he spent a weekend with the TV being the background noise all weekend. Somebody else was watching my sons that weekend and they had the TV on…a LOT. Usually when we are at home, I limit TV to 30 minutes a day. Long story short (I already made it long, I know, I’m sorry), we left the museum because instead of interacting, he just wanted to be lazy and be entertained. I have a lazy 2 year old.
I have read a lot about parenting and I’ve seen the way a lot of my friends and acquaintances are living their lives and how they are raising their children. I see the smart phones and the iPads and the “screen time” talks and the chore list to obtain the wifi password and it is pretty daunting. I’ve noticed from my 2 year old…when he watches TV, he turns into this lazy, moody, little asshole. Then immediately after it’s turned off…he’ll drag his feet over to some battery operated toy and push the buttons until something entertains him from that gadget. Once that has lost his interest he’ll move onto the next thing with batteries, not before asking for TV again. He has learned that someTHING else needs to entertain him, and that all he needs to do, it sit there and turn his brain off, maybe push a button or two on occasion.
ANNYYYYWAYSS…if you have managed to read this far *applause*, I am getting to the point of my blog soon, I swear, right now actually. I wanted to start a blog because I want to share my journey of some changes that are happening in our little household. After the museum incident, I came home, took the TV off the wall, threw anything and everything I could find with a battery in it inside a closet and took a deep breath. We are officially unplugging here. I wanted to share my journey of being “unplugged” with 2 small children as a stay at home, divorced, mom.