Today.
Today is one of those rare days that I have to calm my inner sarcastic smartass and leave my world of blissful unawareness.
Today is the day I woke up for the first time as a new mother after a tragedy.
Yesterday tragedy struck extremely close to home... too close.
Boston is a beautiful city....a city I spent many days and nights in. Boston had always been a getaway a for me. My closest friends all attended college in Boston, which made this city, at one point and time my second home.
As I'm sure you well know, at the Boston marathon yesterday two bombs went off near the finish line. Many were hurt and two lost their lives. My heart hurts for these innocent victims and their families... And I'm thankful and extremely grateful that no one i know personally was injured.
There are some sick,sick people in this world.
Human nature...mothers instinct... It's supposed to be there to tell you to protect your family... But how are you supposed to protect your family against causes you have no control over? How am I supposed to be ok with leaving my bug ANYWHERE if no where is safe nowadays? Everywhere I look there is a new massacre and a new place to feel unsafe. And as a new mom they all hit close to home.. But none closer than the sandy hook tragedy.
Children, innocent CHILDREN whose lives were taken at the hands of some effing psycho. And now innocent people watching and running a marathon. Fucking disgusting.
I'm one massacre away from picking up my family and shipping off to some remote island.
But I suppose I'll keep today's post short and sweet. My love and thoughts go out to the victims and their friends and families today. The Boston Marathon victims as well the victims of tragedies past.
Boston
16 April 2013
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Ms. New Booty.
14 April 2013
So if you've been reading religiously (which you better be), you'll know I have a problem when it comes to singing on the spot. I don't know what is wrong with my brain, but the second my brain needs to think of a lullaby or even a soft song to sing to my bug when she's upset, the only song I can come up with is..... Ms. New Booty...
what the actual fuck?
What kind of mother am I? And this happens every time...EVERY SINGLE TIME. Apparently, my brain is stuck only remembering sub par music circa 2006. And I mean, don't get me wrong it's not a bad song....but uhhhhh why?
So let me paint you a picture... there I am rocking my little girl attempting to silence the crying and there's mommy "I found you ms. new booty...get it together and bring it back to me." Followed by an internal dialog "what the fuck is wrong with you, you can't sing that shit to your baby...ok I'll try again" "booty, booty, booty, booty rockin everywhere....DAMNIT"...this happens daily...like on the reg. And I can't stop it. So between, "Soft kitty" and "Ms. New Booty"...nominee for mother of the year award is this guy right here.
Where the hell is twinkle twinkle little star or you are my sunshine or the classic rockabye baby when I need them? Oh well...if you can't beat em... join em.
what the actual fuck?
What kind of mother am I? And this happens every time...EVERY SINGLE TIME. Apparently, my brain is stuck only remembering sub par music circa 2006. And I mean, don't get me wrong it's not a bad song....but uhhhhh why?
So let me paint you a picture... there I am rocking my little girl attempting to silence the crying and there's mommy "I found you ms. new booty...get it together and bring it back to me." Followed by an internal dialog "what the fuck is wrong with you, you can't sing that shit to your baby...ok I'll try again" "booty, booty, booty, booty rockin everywhere....DAMNIT"...this happens daily...like on the reg. And I can't stop it. So between, "Soft kitty" and "Ms. New Booty"...nominee for mother of the year award is this guy right here.
Where the hell is twinkle twinkle little star or you are my sunshine or the classic rockabye baby when I need them? Oh well...if you can't beat em... join em.
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Milestone Shmilestone
From the minute my bug was born she was amazing the crap out of everyone, no seriously, i'm not just saying it. This little girl is ridiculous. Even immediately right after birth she was extremely alert and ready to make an impression. The second day after she was born she was able to hold her head up, granted not for very long, but unbelievable nonetheless. Her legs are so freaking strong, she can stand on them for a few seconds at a time or use them to kick the ever living shit out of whoever is changing her diaper. At 6 weeks now she's still blowing my mind.
I'm not ready to leave her and go back to work. I'm terrified of missing all these milestones that she seems to be blowing past so quickly. So I've been making an attempt to document every second I'm with her just to make sure I feel like I'm not missing much. Thankfully, she'll be watched by my future mother and sister in law, who are almost as obsessed with this bug as we are, taking just as many pictures and videos. I'll be sure to post more later on today but for now, I leave you with this face.
I'm not ready to leave her and go back to work. I'm terrified of missing all these milestones that she seems to be blowing past so quickly. So I've been making an attempt to document every second I'm with her just to make sure I feel like I'm not missing much. Thankfully, she'll be watched by my future mother and sister in law, who are almost as obsessed with this bug as we are, taking just as many pictures and videos. I'll be sure to post more later on today but for now, I leave you with this face.
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