You. Complete. Me.
Have I told you lately that I love you, iPhone? Have I told you there’s no one gadget above you? (Sorry, BlackBerry. While you were my first love, things change. Namely, the iPhone is just that much better.)
I love and adore my iPhone. Almost more than my limbs. It’s kind of like a limb, actually. Not only do I not leave home without it, I don’t even leave it lying around my home. It comes with my everywhere.
And despite this piece in Time magazine that claims cell phone are bad for parenting, my cell phone has, without a doubt, 100 percent made me a better parent. Here’s why:
I leave home without worrying about work
When I started working from home in early 2009, I didn't have a smartphone. So my daughter and I never left the house. I couldn't. I was working (as opposed to "working").
Once I got a smartphone six months later? It was a whole new world. No more did I fret about what I was missing, because I kept in touch via my smartphone. I could be more present at the playground and merrier in music class.
Knowing and checking exactly what I was missing work-wise on my smartphone was the key to enjoying more time with my family. Do I check my phone while I swing my daughter on the playground? Absolutely! Does she get to swing for longer as a result? You bet!
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