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I didn’t want to miss the chance to capture these special moments. I wanted it with me all the time so I could take pictures of the kids.

To tell you the truth, it happened pretty gradually. My smartphone habit wasn’t all that bad at first. And yet, every day, all day, they see me with a phone in my hand. We’ve had long conversations with them about why we are waiting and why they don’t need phones even though their friends might have them. The eating disorders and mental health issues. The increased likelihood of depression and anxiety. I’ve read articles about how detrimental smartphones are for kids. My kids are coming to the age where they are asking for their own phones. I’ve had a smartphone for nearly 12 years now. Smartphones were great as far as I was concerned. I could connect with others through texting and social media, waiting for the day that our nap schedule would allow me to leave the house more freely. It was pretty convenient for a young mom. I remember texting mom friends during the lonely hours of nap time. I remember snapping pictures of his daily activities and sharing them on Facebook, then Instagram. I remember playing Angry Birds while I was nursing my son in the middle of the night. I didn’t get a smartphone for another 10 years.