I was beyond hesitant to try using an e-reader. I loved the feel of a book in my hand, the musty smell of the paper, and the ability to quickly flip through pages to see where the next chapter began. But in the end, I had to admit that it simply wasn’t practical to bring four months worth of books overseas when M and I were packing for Singapore. That’s how it began.
I don’t know when I fully embraced this newfangled technology, but I realized last night that there is one amazing thing about e-readers that I’ve come to depend on: I can read in the dark! This has revolutionized the bedtime routine that was utterly disrupted when I started accommodating M’s bedtime routine. He can drift off to sleep, and I can (unobtrusively) read in the dark.
Of course, I still love books, and there are some ways in which digital copies will never compare. (Notably, there’s not worry about a book’s battery dying in the middle of a 13-hour flight!) Still, I can only imagine how this would have changed my world as a child–forget all the nights huddled under the covers with a book and a flashlight, heart pounding as I heard my mother’s footsteps approaching the bedroom door, switching off the light in case she checked–I was a skeptic, but I am now a true convert!