I would like to take this moment to recognize all the times throughout the years my TV has given me a moment of peace or provided a much-needed distraction aiding me in surviving parenthood.
My Dearest TV,
You’ve gotten a pretty bad reputation over the years, especially related to your relationship with the kiddos. Research study after research study concludes you are not a healthy part of our children’s lives. With support of new evidence and infallible scientific proof, every so often a new article comes out offering insight into your detrimental effects on the younger generation.
I get it. Moderation is key. As a parent, I’m only supposed to let my children visit you for however many hours the most recent study dictates. As much as I try to follow the latest guidelines, I’m not perfect. Life happens.
Don’t let those scientists and studies get you down. I still love you and want you to know just how much I appreciate you in my life. You’ve supported me through some dark times. These are just a few of the countless ways you’ve come to my rescue:
This article might leave you with the impression our TV is constantly on. Before you get your panties in a bunch, let me assure you that is not the case. Even so, I already carry around enough mom guilt on a regular basis without any additional judgement. I do in fact limit my children’s screen time and restrict their media consumption, but even at my best, I’m far from perfect.
When I’m in the trenches trying to survive and need a moment of clarity, sanity or just peace and quiet, I’m not embarrassed to call on my good friend TV to come save the day.