Showing posts with label parenting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label parenting. Show all posts
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
1440 Minutes
Forget 525600 minutes, I'm just trying to figure out how to measure a day. I was trying to figure out how to describe when my day starts. Or when it ends. It seems like such a simple question, but I haven't found a simple answer. Does it start at 4am or whenever I first wake up after midnight to feed the kid? Or does it start at 7am when we get up for the day? Does it end when I get home from work? Or is that when my day really starts since that's when I get to spend some real quality time with the kiddo? The kid has taught me that life isn't really accurately measured in days or months or years, but rather in moments. Some moments seem unbearable. And then a smile. Or a laugh. Or a peacefully sleeping baby. Those are the moments that make the unbearable bearable again. And make it all so worth it.
Friday, July 2, 2010
Why Would Anyone Want a Mockingbird?
I'm not the biggest fan of singing in front of people, but I've found out that I have one big fan...actually he's a pretty little fan.... I sing and he stops crying. Most of the time.
The only problem is that since I'm not much of a singer, I don't know many songs. When we first got home from the hospital, I got the tune of "Hush, Little Baby" stuck in my head. I only knew the first couple of lines so I sang them over and over. I finally went online and looked up the rest of the words. I found out that they're weird. How is it encouraging to go from a diamond ring to a looking glass? It seems like you're heading down hill on that one. And if my looking glass broke, how would a billy goat be an adequate replacement?
The only other lullaby I knew was "Rock-A-Bye Baby" and frankly, the lyrics to that one are kind of disturbing. It seems a little cruel to try to get your kid to sleep by telling them they might fall out of a tree. I try to stay away from that one.
I guess I could look up other songs, but the kid really seems to respond well to "Hush, Little Baby" so we'll stick with that one, odd as it may be. For him, I'll put my pride aside and sing my heart out. Over and over and over....
The only problem is that since I'm not much of a singer, I don't know many songs. When we first got home from the hospital, I got the tune of "Hush, Little Baby" stuck in my head. I only knew the first couple of lines so I sang them over and over. I finally went online and looked up the rest of the words. I found out that they're weird. How is it encouraging to go from a diamond ring to a looking glass? It seems like you're heading down hill on that one. And if my looking glass broke, how would a billy goat be an adequate replacement?
The only other lullaby I knew was "Rock-A-Bye Baby" and frankly, the lyrics to that one are kind of disturbing. It seems a little cruel to try to get your kid to sleep by telling them they might fall out of a tree. I try to stay away from that one.
I guess I could look up other songs, but the kid really seems to respond well to "Hush, Little Baby" so we'll stick with that one, odd as it may be. For him, I'll put my pride aside and sing my heart out. Over and over and over....
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