Today's blog is a cry for help. I have developed an addiction, and I think it is beginning to affect my children. I feel if I come forward, I may be able to help others who are also fighting this demon; I know I'm not alone. It's embarrassing, demoralizing and I am very ashamed, but here it is: I text my children while they are at school. Alot. Not just for emergencies. I lay it out here now, knowing this will be read by millions, (at least by my 7 followers, ) and hope to find understanding, support, and yes, forgiveness.
ME: "Did you eat last bagel?"
DAUGHTER: "Why wouldn't I?"
ME: "Your brother called it last night"
DAUGHTER: "Got up first. He's an idiot."
ME: "Don't think we won't be discussing this later"
DAUGHTER: "Can't wait"
ME: "Why did you let the cat out?"
ME: "Well I can't find him"
SON: "Sure he's around"
ME: "Well hopefully he's not lying in the road somewhere bleeding to death"
ME: "Never mind! Found him!"
ME: "Can I use your car later to take Rudy to vet?"
DAUGHTER: "Use yours"
ME: "Can't, he will stink it up, just had detailed"
ME: "Please, I will lay down sheet"
ME: "After all I do for you?"
MRS. TAFEL, (math teacher): "You can pick up your daughter's cell phone in the office after school"
There is more, much more, but it is painful to see this in writing and I can only take one step at a time. Please do not judge me, faithful readers, you seven, as I know I can beat this thing with the support of my friends and community. As Hillary Clinton said "It takes a village," to do something, I forget...but for me it takes a Blackberry, a short thumbnail and a strong signal.