Like most moms I tend to turn to TV for a break in the action. Sometimes I need to cook dinner, sometimes I need to make phone calls, sometimes I just need to chill. I do think a ton of TV is not good, even just as background noise, especially since if it's on Isabella will watch it, so for the most part I've been keeping it off in favor of music or books or something else that doesn't give them that completely glazed over zombie look...that look freaks me out.
STAGE 1 - Frustration
Dear God we're on the third day of rain and I'm so sick of the whining and complaining and the 18 second attention span. Christmas was a few months ago how are you completely over all of your toys? Here just watch this freaking singing mermaid with the hottest cartoon husband ever.
STAGE 2 - Relief
Ahhh that's nice. I can pee in peace, maybe even have a cup of coffee. Oh, what's that, I think I hear pinterest calling me...time to pin some dinners for the week.
STAGE 3 - Guilt
Should I be interacting with her a bit more? Is that vacant look in her eyes normal? Is she becoming ADD? Are the shifting images messing with her brain wiring? Am I a really terrible mother?
STAGE 4 - Worry
Holy shit it's over...now what?