I’m so honored to be featured as a guest writer this week on Difficult Conversations (hopefulmom.net). Seriously, you guys have to check out this site! I was so excited when I found it, and even more jazzed when I met the author, Barb Winters. We are two peas in a pod. The tagline for Barb’s blog is “a hopeful mom on her teenage son’s freedom from porn.” So, if you’re in that space and feeling alone, definitely head her way. Barb is the COOLEST! So, without further adieu, here is the teaser for my piece. Click here to read the full article:
Dim the lights. Here comes Mom, walking into a silent room where everyone’s faces are lit by the glow of little screens. The TV is on, but no one is watching. Handheld devices click and ping through the darkness. Mom starts talking, but no one hears. They are totally absorbed.
Does this sound familiar?
Let’s be honest. Digital parenting is a lonely business. And in the middle of a pandemic, it’s downright alienating.
I mean, have you ever spent so much time in close quarters with your kids and yet felt so far away from each other? Maybe I’m going out on a limb here, but that’s how I’m feeling!
As mothers in the digital age we are overwhelmed enough trying to gauge screen time, balance dozens of devices, regulate peer pressure (“but all my friends have a smartphone!) … not to mention COVID-19, which has put everything digital on steroids. I swear, I spend more time Zooming these days than I ever spent with real people last year at this time.
How are we supposed to know how to be good parents in all this mess? Where is the manual?