My mother suggested that when I am having a bad day, and doubting my role as a mother/wife/housekeeper/human being, I should just look at the photo in the post below and know that my daughter is a happy and peaceful soul. I'd like to think that I have something to do with her calmness and comfort, but I know reality.
Talk a good look at that photo. What is really comforting her in the photo is the glow of the TV. She is laying before it as a shrine to everything Sesame and is relaxed because it says it is to be so. Elmo sings his song and everything is right in her world.
I can't blame her. On Wednesday nights I long for my daughter to be in bed and my work to be done so that I can sit in front of the TV's cool glow and relax with a little food (Top Chef) and some Real Housewives.
I don't want you to get the idea that the TV is on 24/7. It just isn't. (I am not working full time and we have utility costs to take into account.) Madeline only ever watches Sesame Street, mainly b/c everything else sounds like nails on a chalk board to me. (Yo Gabba Gabba for example, what drug are they smokin'? The creators hit one to many raves if you ask me...)
So I don't disagree with my mother. I do have a happy and laid back daughter and a happy family to boot. For that I am thankful. Truly I am. I think mom was just trying to give me perspective. Something I know I am gaining as a mother and I am thankful that she is trying to help me recognize. Although a little Sesame Street never hurt either.