I have mentioned many times how much I love Netflix. I think we have had it for at least five years and it has been a match made in TV heaven.
I love it’s cheap price, binge worthy shows, and the look on that annoying cable solicitors face when you say with a smirk that all you need is Netflix, and he instantly knows he is not going to get you to pay ten times more for unnecessary channels on your television.
What I have not anticipated though is the guilt I feel when a certain feature interrupts my programming or in this case my kids programming. You see, I am not the only one obsessed with binge watching programs at my house. The other culprit is my three year old. As of now she is completely enthralled with The Magic School Bus, and the outdated 80’s classic Mario Brothers.
I admit I do get a little carried away while she absorbs the quirky Miss Frizzle and her magic school bus of wonders. I just love the freedom that time gives me to do the dishes or lets face it stare at Facebook. When I hear her voice from the other room scream my name I go to see whats wrong and see this on the screen.
“Yes I am here”, I want to scream!! “I know I should be teaching her the ABC’s, Making sensory bins, or helping her memorize the Capitols to all fifty states but you are just too tempting!! I am not a bad mom I promise! You with your constant children programming and your fast 15 second wait while another episode loads are just too wonderful!”
I start naming the things we did recently hoping to wash away the guilt. “Hey Netflix, we did just go to the park and did you notice I read her that Dr Seuss book this morning? I also made her pancakes and watched her do that trick 50 times! Did you see that!?!?”
I of course then realize immediately that Netflix is not judging me, That I am bringing on the guilt myself like always. This is just a feature that Netflix has for one reason or another and I quickly just press play because, this Mom stuff is crazy hard and I just need a little bit more of a break!