My Phone Connects Me to My Village and My Memes, LET ME SCROLL, OK?
A passionate defense of my weekly screen time totals.
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I would probably bring my phone as a plus one to a wedding if I could.Ā
My husband laments that somehow I never answer his calls even though my phone is actively in my hand (I donāt know how I manage this either, tbh).Ā
I know itās probably not doing my brain any favors.
If youāre a parent, youāve probably felt guilty about letting your child have too much screen time since the science is pretty clear: it doesnāt help them learn, it can affect their sleep, behavior, school performance and health.Ā
One creator once sparked a big controversy when she called Cocomelon āCocaine for Babiesā.Ā Harsh, but hereās the thing: Iām not a BABY! Iām not even an adorable toddler with a very malleable brain! Iām a grown woman with a tired-ass brain who just wants to scroll!!
I know, I knowww itās not great for my kids to see me on my phone all day.
Yes, Iāve told them āJust a minuteā dozens of times as I finish up making a Tik Tok or responding to a comment.
Itās not the best, but Iāll take the L!! The L for LAYING ON MY ASS AND CATCHING UP ON VANDERPUMP RULES DRAMA!!!!
Iāve seen various Instagram posts gently scolding me for my screen time, informing me of all the other things I could have done instead of āspending 2 hours a day on social mediaā. The irony of me reading that sort of content ON social media is too profound for me to even underscore.
Sure, I could be learning Portuguese, I guess???
But let me tell you what the rest of my day was like:
Iām trying to raise children in a way that breaks āauthoritarian parentingā cycles, Iām cooking and trying to get my kids to eat food that isnāt loaded with red dye, Iām attempting to maintain a marriage with a husband who works 60 hours a week, actually drink water, lose weight, not lose my mind and keep my KIDSā screen time at a minimum.
In short: Portuguese can go fuck itself.
A recent article in TIME highlighted that experts canāt agree on how much screen time is too much screen time for adults. Some argued how long weāre on our phones isnāt the issue but what content weāre consuming, which is something I can relate to. Iāve learned (with the help of my therapist) to unfollow accounts that cause anxiety, emotionally detach from negative comments, and also just not take the whole thing so damn seriously.
But I like what this UCLA professor said in the piece.
If you feel as though your screen time has become excessive, ask yourself five important questions:
Are you sleeping well?
Are you eating well?
Are you leaving the house and being social?
Is your work going well?
Are you physically active?
āIf all of these things are happening, then I wouldnāt worry about your screen time,ā he says.
GREAT! I wonāt. I would like some small doses of mindless obliteration delivered to me in the form of Tik Tok drama, comment threads, and relatable memes. This is a victimless crime.
But because taking time off social media occasionally never hurt anyone, I do employ some basic strategies to make sure I am present and I get done what I want to get done in my day.
Leave my phone upstairs for the morning- no screen time mornings means less fighting between my kids and less FOMO for me over Taylor Swiftās concert the previous nightĀ
Hereās a lazy mom hack- when your phone dies in the afternoon, just let it be dead until bedtime. Mine starts to peter out at about 4 pm so Iāll put it upstairs while I make dinner and do bedtime.Ā
No social Saturdays. Sometimes Iāll have posts that go out as scheduled but I donāt post in stories or interact much.
Hereās the other thing: I built an entire business from my phone that allows to stay at home with my kids instead of going to a soul sucking teaching job. My kids may see me on my phone, but in my opinion itās better than me having to leave them for 8 hours a day for work.
You wouldnāt be reading this article (from your phone) if it werenāt for the connections and community I built online (from my phone).
Also?Ā I LOVE the internet and the community Iāve built here. I have forged GENUINE FRIENDSHIPS that I feel I can be more authentic in than in some of my IRL ones.
Women, LIKE ME, are mothering in isolation. We are more disconnected from community than ever. Show me the birth videos! Tell me what stupid shit your boomer mom said about āholding the baby too muchā. I love asking my followers for their opinions on anything from toddler weaning to skin care tips. There are other moms out there, who were it not for our loud and proud lactivism would have no other resources outside of her lame pediatrician who is encouraging her to āsupplement with formula.ā
People have called online crunchy moms, a cult, a pipeline, āthe alt rightā, anti-science, whatever. Hereās what I know: I have found and built an online community of women who share the same values, sense of humor, and passion about all the things I care about. They all live inside my phone. That feels like a gift, not a curse.