8 Reasons I Refuse to "Unplug"
Today is the National Day of Unplugging. The event--created by Reboot, a non-profit organization--is supposed to be observed from sundown to sundown, March 7th to 8th. In this 24-hour time period, you are challenged to "unplug," and that means give up your smart phones, computers, iPads and other digital devices... aka YOUR LIFE. I appreciate the message. In an age where all of us, adults and kids alike, are distracted by technology, we should try to take a breather from it all once in a while and to make efforts to connect with our children and encourage them to do the same with the people around us that we love. And hopefully, this unplugging for the day will help us be more mindful of our use of technology going forward. I mean, that's great and all, really warm and fuzzy stuff, but I'm not doing it. You see, these digital demi-gods actually help me to bond and connect with my children. They help me to be a better parent, a more efficient person. So, while everyone else is doing trust falls and staring at each other blankly, I'll be "plugging" the day away. Here's why.
We Need to Be Able to FaceTime Our Loved Ones
If we give up the iPhone or iPad for face-to-face time, we’ll be sacrificing FaceTime. Sure unplugging may be beneficial to those who live with you in the home, but what about Grandma and Grandpa? Aunties and Uncles? It leaves them out in the cold. And they sit and wonder why you’ve suddenly gone dark. Why you don’t love them anymore.
How Will People See the Delicious Spicy Seafood Ramen We Ate For Dinner?
Who knows when you’ll eat this exact dish again? Why would you deprive your Instagram followers from seeing your dinner? Why would you deprive your dinner of a nice “Mayfair” filter that really makes the shrimp pop? You can never get those moments back.
Google Helps Me Cultivate My Toddler's Love of Art
Just this morning, my 16-month-old daughter handed me some markers and squeaked, “yah ma,” which OBVIOUSLY meant, please draw me a “llama”. I couldn’t off the top of my head picture whether a llama’s ears were pointy or round, so I Google-Imaged it right there, on the spot. And Wham-Bam! I found a photo, used it as a model and drew my inquisitive daughter a llama. Had I not had access to Google, I would probably have drawn her a cat. And she would have turned her back on art forever.
I Need Siri
I can’t imagine going 24 hours without hearing Siri’s voice, without having her come to our aid. What will I do if work keeps me from making dinner, and I need to know where to order (from a rotary phone, of course) Chinese takeout from? And if I AM able to cook, but forget to buy the French Bread, who else can I voice command to quickly dial my husband’s number when when my hands are covered in a white wine reduction?
I Bond With My Daughter Through Dance Parties
No phone, iPad, computer or mP3 means no Pandora or Spotify. And thus, no dance parties. Dance parties are a nightly ritual for my toddler and me. It’s our favorite way to connect and bond. I can’t take that away from us.
I Don't Want to Get Lost
What if I end up in Long Beach and run out of diapers? At 3 in the morning. I’m not giving up GPS navigation.
I Need to Be Able to Record Voice Notes
I record lots of voice notes in a day. Voice notes neatly encapsulate impromptu to-do lists, grocery lists and daily epiphanies. I don’t want to be standing in aisle 5 trying to remember if I need to buy croutons. Or forget to buy stamps. Or have nowhere to store my brilliant idea for a viral YouTube video about cats on a treadmill.
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Not Having Access to My iPhone apps = Poor Nutrition
If I don’t have my phone, I don’t have access to my fitness and nutrition apps, which means I can’t keep my food journal. And that means, I’m not as strictly kept in check, which will probably lead me to being incredibly undisciplined and defaulting to my decadent-food-loving ways eating lots of unhealthy, fattening foods. And feeding those same fried, fattening foods to my children. Without my iPhone, I’m not only bound to gain weight, but I’ll also be promoting bad eating habits.
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