Mothering must have been easier for my Mother

There are things I wish, for the sake of my children - ok, and for me, were still the same as when I was a kid.  Things that frankly made mothering a bit easier for those that came before us!

• My mom never had to say no, you can't watch TV because kid "programming" only came on once a week!     Our children will forever be deprived of special Saturday mornings huddled under the fort that their Daddy made in the living room watching the thing that only happened one morning a week - CARTOONS!  Remember Land of the lost, Fred Flintsone, The Jetsons?  I don't think our parents spent one tiny second wondering if Looney Tunes and Bugs Bunny were negatively impacting our psyche. 
• My mom never had to spend four hours in Babies R Us before I was born picking out car seats.  Frankly, I wish that we weren't so safety conscious.  OK,  I know that sounds wrong but I am envious of the times my mom was able to tell us to go outside and play without having to smother us in sunscreen, find the helmets and knee pads.  Not to even mention the times we jumped in the car without a car seat!
• My mother never had to worry about me clicking a link that might inadvertently take me to a porn site on the computer. 
• My mother only had to drive me to school one day a week because we had no car seats and could fit 5 (or more) kids in the car.  My mom had Wednesdays. Mrs. Covington drove on Fridays and Mrs. Boleik drove on Tuesdays, etc.  (yes, real names have been used for illustration purposes).  My best friend had a wood grained station wagon with little pop up seats in the rear that faced out the back window.  I loved sitting there! 
• My mom never had to leave four pages of information for the babysitter explaining how to manage the remote controls in the hosue. 
• My mom also lived in ignorance of the ways in which oreos and chips ahoy cookies were killing her children.  
• My Mom never had to worry about someone calling CPS because she left us in the car while she ran in for milk.  Heck,  half the time she sent me in, barefoot and half dressed, to get the milk for her while she waited in the car.  

At the end of the day,  I am not so sure that all of our "advancements" are advancing us as families. I sure wish motherhood were a little simpler for me.