Google is normally a really great tool because you can find out anything about anything...but then sometimes Google is the worst. Google tells me that my newborn should be sleeping soundly when, in fact, she is screaming at the top of her lungs. Google says at three weeks of age she should be sleeping 16 hours a day which means my kid must be broken because she is only sleeping 12. Google says good parents spend 5 minutes 5 times a day on tummy time, which Google says is developmentally very important and shouldn't be neglected eventhough I haven't even had time to shower today.
Google makes me compare. Actually no...I compare...Google just makes it easier. "Comparison is the thief of joy." A quote I read somewhere and it has stuck with me for years. When I compare myself or my marriage or my little nugget to what the Internet or my friends or society says is "normal," it always seems I am lacking. Sometimes, let's be honest, I am lacking and the comparison helps me step up my game. And then there are other times that the stupid comparisons suck the joy out of life...making me feel like I haven't said or done enough. I create an unrealistic expectation of myself and my situation based on what Google has to say.
Being a parent is hard enough. I don't need Google whispering comparisons in my ear. So...no more Google...unless I'm looking for the best onion rings in town.
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