Even though I have a lot crammed into my 24/7, I adore my crazy life. I am a mama of a toddler, stepmama to three older boys, wife to their amazing daddy, and manager of a large commercial building. Whenever I have free time (we'll get to that later) I love to write.
The one thing that has allowed me to keep so many irons in the fire (aside from my own amazing mama who babysits for me) is technology. I wouldn't be able to do half the things I do in a day if I didn't have wireless internet, a smart phone, a Chromebook, and my Google Drive.
I have the luxury of working from home when I need to, answering emails as soon as they hit my inbox; writing leases and setting up showings right along with cooking meals. I am a working mama who sometimes stays at home, or a stay-at-home-mama who also works. However you want to look at it. I guess you could call me a "Hybrid" Mom. Basically, I am just very blessed to have the best of both worlds.
Whenever I am caught up at work, and the kids are fed and entertained (or sleeping!) I write. I write to keep my head clear, my stress level low, and my blessings in the forefront of my mind. And these days, even my writing happens online; it is much easier for me to write on a device than to carry around a notebook and a pencil all day long to record those spur-of-the-moment random thoughts.
But here's the thing.
Some days it seems like I spend more time looking at screens than I do looking into the little blue eyes I live and work so hard for.
I find myself saying "please hang on, mama's trying to finish an email" or "one second, honey" or "mama has to make a phone call first."
To make matters worse, now that my baby has hit toddlerdom, motherhood has shifted from pretty much all-encompassing to FULL-TIME HANDS-ON. I have been so busy that lately my morning coffee time with my husband has become my best time for an online check-in.
So when that dear husband of mine asked me if I NEEDED to be online the other morning, I asked him what he meant. He spoke his heart: He missed our mornings of coffee and visiting and watching Hank dance to Baby First and laughing while he bounced back and forth between us for bites of our coffee-cakes. Together. I was there, but I wasn't there. I was off in cyberland.
It was a definite wake-up call.
So? I woke up.
I snapped the chromebook closed, grabbed my coffee, and tuned back into the blessings that I was missing. Right in front of my face.
All that day, I thought about my online work and social media habits. I thought about how present I was being when I wasn't at the office. I thought about how much time I spend working on my various devices throughout the day and evening, and decided it was simply too much.
Do I really need to share my latest post right then, during my best quality time with my husband?
Do I really need to reply to every comment on my social media accounts, right when my phone buzzes?
Do I need to waste precious time (and these days, my time is precious) scrolling through pages of ridiculous political memes on Facebook?
Do I need to answer every work call or email the second that I get it, on days when I am not in the office?
Nope. I sure don't.
Not right now.
Right now all I need to do is be one little boy's amazing mama, one husband's loving wife, and three boys' supportive stepmom.
So I am putting down my devices. As often as I can.
Even more importantly, I am also choosing to LEAVE it down, in my car. I don't know about the rest of you busy gals, but I am 100% guilty of checking my email quickly or texting to check on the baby from the road, and I know that needs to stop. I am never SO BUSY that I need to be plugged-in while driving.
I am putting down the device.
I am vowing to be more present as a wife and as a mother.
I am vowing to be a completely safe, focused driver.
Facebook can wait.
Email can wait.
The blog can wait.
My family shouldn't have to.
As if I wasn't already convinced, my wise young toddler cemented my decision with what I think was a sign from above. Yesterday morning, while I was down on the rug playing cars with him, daddy went upstairs for a refill on his coffee. Hank saw me grab my phone to steal a quick glance at my news feed. I didn't even think to grab my half-empty cappuccino that was sitting on the end table behind me, getting cold.
As soon as I swiped the screen on my phone, I felt a strange sensation begin at my left shoulder and spread all across my lap. In that brief moment when my brain was online, my entire criss-cross apple-sauce got completely covered in lukewarm coffee and perfectly foamed milk. I slowly turned to look behind me--in shock--and saw my adorable toddler sheepishly holding my big green mug. My big green EMPTY mug.
Well, that sure showed me, didn't it!
I don't know whether he intended to bring me my coffee as a sweet gesture, or to pour it on me to say "put the phone down, mama!"
From the look on his face, I'm guessing it was the latter.
So after I changed my clothes and spot-cleaned the rug, I took the hint. I put the device down.
Today, our morning coffee time was technology-free.
And it was lovely.