As told by Rhea Mehta, mother of 8-year-old Arjun
Parenting, at its core, is a never-ending balancing act. One foot on independence, the other firmly rooted in safety. Most days, I’m just trying to figure out where to stand without tipping over.
For me, that balance shifted when Arjun started walking alone to football—a ten-minute walk that stretched my anxiety. I watched the clock, waiting for a message from his coach.
A message that, unsurprisingly, never came. He’s eight. Informing parents is not a priority when you’ve got muddy fields and football goals on your mind.
One evening, while I was ranting about this to a friend over coffee, she casually mentioned getting her daughter an imoo WatchPhone. “It’s not really a gadget,” she said. “It’s like peace of mind you can wear.”
I laughed it off. But her words stayed with me. After many anxious evenings pacing, I decided to look up the watch myself.
Sometimes, decisions come not from excitement, but from exhaustion.
The Day I Stopped Worrying Every 10 Minutes.
The first day Arjun wore the watch, I tried not to be the overbearing parent.
“Just call me when you reach practice,” I told him.
He nodded, already half-distracted, because reaching late to football practice is a crime in his personal rulebook.
A few minutes later, I opened the app—just curious—and saw his live location. No nagging. Just clarity.
That tiny moment changed something for me.
Since then, checking his route history has become part of our quiet routine. If he takes a detour to pick up a snack or walk with a friend, I can see it. Not to micromanage him—but to simply know he’s okay.
It doesn’t feel like surveillance. It feels like breathing normally again.
More Than Just Tracking
What surprised me most was that Arjun ended up enjoying the watch far more than I expected.
He started sending me short voice notes after practice—"Mama, I scored today!" or "Coach said my passing improved!"
When he went on his first school day trip, I got my first video call from him. His little face popped up on my phone, hair messy, eyes sparkling.
“Mama! Look at the tents!”
It was a two-minute call. But it was enough for me to sleep peacefully that night.
And yes, the watch has survived rain, dust, accidental drops, and one dramatic jump into the apartment pool. I didn’t even scold him for that one—partly because he looked terrified enough, and partly because the watch kept working like nothing happened.
Built for Real Life (and Real Kids)
If you’ve raised a child like Arjun—a child who believes gravity is a suggestion—you know what I mean when I say things need to be child-proof, not child-friendly.
This watch has handled all of him.
The battery lasts through school, tuition, play, and practice. The strap is sturdy but soft enough so as not to bother him. And during study hours, “Class Mode” turns off distractions automatically. His teacher approves of it more than I do.
Slowly, without realising it, the watch stopped feeling like a device and started feeling like part of our routine—just another invisible safety net stitched into his day.
Technology That Understands Parenthood
When I bought the watch, I thought it would be a nice-to-have safety accessory.
What I didn’t expect was how… human it would feel.
The setup was straightforward. The app doesn’t bombard you with unnecessary alerts.
When I had a small glitch during the initial pairing, customer support got back to me quickly. Small things—but small things matter to parents.
There’s something comforting about knowing I’m giving Arjun more freedom, not less.
He rides his cycle to a friend’s house. He plays at the park longer. He even explores new paths now and then—something he never dared earlier.
But beneath all of that, I know he’s safe.
There’s an invisible connection that stretches wherever he goes, a digital reassurance that doesn’t smother him or overwhelm me.
Looking Back
Sometimes, when other parents talk about their kids growing up and the quiet fear that comes with it, I find myself smiling.
Not because I don’t relate—but because I deeply, truly do.
I’ve been that mother pacing the balcony for a glimpse of her child at the gate. I’ve been that parent who refreshed the phone every two minutes, hoping for a call. I’ve been the worrier, the overthinker, the one who wants to give freedom but can’t stop imagining worst-case scenarios.
And now… I feel a little lighter.
Not because I stopped worrying entirely—no parent ever does—but because I finally found something that makes that worry easier to live with.
For me, the imoo WatchPhone isn’t about technology.
It’s about trust.
It’s about giving my child wings without losing sight of him.
It’s about holding onto peace of mind in a world that makes it so easy to lose it.
And for a mother like me, that’s everything.
