Saturday Nights

Jeans, a hot shirt & chucks.  Saturday night attire.  Loud music, best friends & a beer in hand.  Saturday night atmosphere.

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That was then

 I don’t miss those nights, I don’t think about why it would be like to ditch the kids for a  night and pretend.  I don’t long for a night out where I can have a splitting head ache from the pounding music, stink like booze and butts wake up with dry mouth and the stench of stale cigarets laying next to me.

Tonight I sat on my living room floor, with a quilt laid out like all cozy, all the pillows  (all four of them) , a bowl of Jaxx  and a sippy cup.  Loaded Rapunzle on the AppleTV and kicked back with my two favorite Saturday night buddies.  Just me and the babies, they didn’t even last until 7pm but that hour with them before bed was the best hour I’ve had all day long.  Not only was it amazing to watch Téa try to feed Cam Jaxx, and talk to him, and kiss him but I got to watch my two babies engage in a night of fun right here at home with their Mommy.  I had a smile from ear to ear.  Cam had a bubba and down he went, Moose was up next.  By 7:17 I was sitting there… alone… but I had the best night.  The very best night.

Movie Night with Mommy

Movie Night with Mommy

How did you spend your Saturday night?

What?! You want me to divorce.. my iPhone!!

I came upon this post about divorcing your phone and really gave it a lot of consideration.  One thing I really wanted to do when Téa came into my amazing world was to back off a bit, I still feel utterly naked without my phone to this day, I need to have it, need to feel its warmth.  I am a junkie to this iGeneration garbage for sure.  When my 18-month old can use my Apps better than me, I know that I need to put my phone down she’s a genius.

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I make a rule not to bring my phone into her room at bedtime, granted I do still use it while feeding my son, but I mean what am I missing, watching him sleep while he chugs a bubba?  He’s still tiny.  Ok call me selfish. It isn’t often, but middle of the night feeds I need that darn thing to keep my eyes open at the very least. I also make it a rule that there is no phone at the table, now I bring my phone to the table to snap photos of my messy eater and share with family via text but I will mentally slap myself if I need the need to catch up with my lame news feed.  I get so angry when the Hub sits there, bite after bite with his face illuminated by the glow of his iPhone.  I’ve asked him to put it away, down, later, etc. you name it we’ve fought about it but the phone I feel is a loosing battle, he is a techy!  But maybe this will enrich his will a bit.

I will try to be more conscious of my phone usage.  But hey my kids have iPads.. LOL

 

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