Dear Family, I Love You, but I Can't Talk on the Phone

Talking on the phone can be a bit of a pain, especially when you have kids to watch and a house to clean and dinner to cook. Blogger and mother Wendy Wisner explains exactly why it's so difficult to find times to connect with loved ones in the post originally featured on Kveller.


Dear family and friends,

I love you. I think about you all the time, every day. Those of you who live far away — I miss you like crazy. I wish we all lived together in one little communal village. I wish I could bump into you on the street when I walk my kids to school. I wish we could sit on the stoop and share a coffee while my toddler throws rocks.

It's so cool that we can stay in touch via social media. Do I post too many pictures of my kids? That's only so I can show them to you. I bet you think they're as cute as I do. And when you share pictures of your kids, your vacations, your new running shoes, the mouth-watering meal you've just eaten, I get superhappy. Because it's you. And I want to see you, connect with you.

But you're going to have to make peace with the fact that I just can't call you very much (read: hardly at all) for the next . . . I don't know how many years. If something momentous happens, you know I will drop everything and get on the phone with you. And we can connect other ways besides social media. I'm totally good with texting. Even emails work, though I'll admit I'm a little slower in that department. (Why do emails, even short ones, feel so much more like writing a novel than texting does?)

Phone calls, on the other hand? How can I put it? Having kids in the house makes them pretty much the biggest pain in the ass you can imagine. It's not you — it's my kids. I swear that once they're off to college (OK, maybe a bit before then), I will totally put up my feet and chat away with you on the phone.

Here's why making phone calls = hell on earth right now.

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