Playing the Blues

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Sometimes musicians suck. Sometimes music sucks (apart from when I sing Mr Sandman to Noah while he screams blue freaking murder). Sometimes musicians AND music sucks. Sometimes I love them both. Sometimes I wonder if I’m cut out to be a musician. Sometimes I wonder if I can be arsed with all the political bollocky-shit that goes with being a musician. Sometimes I think I’ll quit it all and get out before it makes me want to slit my wrists. Sometimes I wonder if I’ll fight the cause and keep going anyway. Sometimes I wonder if I’ll stand my ground and be as shitty as other musicians. Sometimes I think I’m too nice. Sometimes I think I’m not good enough. Sometimes I know I’m not good enough. Sometimes I care. Sometimes I don’t.

Today at the NCT meet up I got crowned “The Next Baby Whisperer”.

Sometimes I just wonder what I might do.

Don’t be shy, it’s only Poop

Some of you readers keep in touch with me which is great, but it’s nice if you leave a comment here too. ;o)

Noah had his 6 week check – all is grand. Major dry skin issues, but thankfully nothing a little Dream Cream can’t fix.

I’m ok too, haven’t thought much about my Old Friend in a while, even though Health Visitor and Dr#1 have both declared me high risk. I guess we’ll see how it goes.

Noah pooped this morning. Nothing new, admittedly, only that he sounded like an old man passing a bowling ball, huffed and puffed, then went very quiet. Then my leg became very wet. We had our first official Code Brown, saturating him, me, the duvet, the towel he was sitting on, and the burpee beneath it. And yes, he was wearing a nappy, vest and babygrow. We actually contemplated taking a picture.

(Hi my name’s J and I’m a Poop Addict.)

Never rains but it showers

I did it! Oh my god I’m clean!! It’s been days!! Weeks!! Maybe months!!!

Ok that’s clearly an exaggeration, but it felt like it. I had a shower, without having to leave Noah in some other part of the house, washing as fast as possible in the hope that he wouldn’t start screaming. So what did I do?

Well having been inspired by a shower we had at the weekend where D passed him to me after I washed, I tried the same idea but on my own.

Actually managed to get towels ready, get him showered (which he loves, I don’t think I’ve ever heard a baby sigh contentedly whilst being pummeled with water), wrap him up, dry him off AND get myself showered. And lotioned.

He didn’t seem to mind at all.

Baby Einstein

Obsessed mom #1 “Yeh my baby’s 5 weeks old and rolls over all the time!”

Obsessed mom #2 “Ahw that’s great! Well my baby is 1 week and already plays with toys!”

Obsessed mom #3 “Lovely! My little baby is 3 hours old and does quadratic equations!*”

Me “Yeh. Great. Noah frowns. A lot. Especially when he’s pooping.”

You know how you vow to try not to be competitive? Well I didn’t see it coming from the other direction. The direction where you wonder whether your baby is disabled in some way because it hasn’t moved out, started college and earned enough money to buy it’s own house by the time it’s 2. (months.)

To me he is obviously great. His feats are that he has this awesome pooping face, which includes a pout as well as a frown. He doesn’t roll over but he can lift his head clear off the floor when he’s on his front. He laughs, gurgles, coos and often marvels at the sounds he makes. If he’s sitting propped up, he’ll lift his arms as support and pull his back clear off the cushion to sit up. Unfortunately he obviously can’t sit up yet and so topples sideways every time.

So maybe he isn’t a Super Baby. I can live with that I think. But at least I know my baby is Super Cute, even when he is pooping.

*Do you remember doing those at school? Wasn’t that something like x = -b plus or minus square root of b squared minus 4ac over 2a? What the fuck was that??

Ahhhh yehhhhhhhh

Congratulations to Amalah who is expecting her second in October :o D

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