Stranger Danger

Stranger Danger 

What complete strangers say to a woman holding a baby: "Oh my, she's beautiful, how old is she? Oh, does she walk/talk/sleep through the night yet? Oh well my Jimmy didn't walk/talk/ sleep through the night until he was 5. No really. And Janie started talking when she was 6 months old and never shut up! Ha! Well is this your first? Are you going to have a second? You should have a second! Do you stay home with this little one? Oh well aren't you lucky. When do you go back to work? Because you have to be a role model for her and society in general we can't leave that up to Britney Spears, oh no, I mean you know how celebrities are these days. Did you have a natural birth? Did you read that new book/see that new documentary on birth/breastfeeding/parenting/commercialized toys? Where do you want her to go to college?...."

What complete strangers say to a man holding a baby: "Cute kid."

Honest

Honest 

Rocking my daughter to sleep tonight I asked her if she would like a lullaby. I don't usually sing her to sleep, but she was having trouble settling so I thought it might help.

About half way through my rendition of 'Baa Baa Black Sheep' she suddenly places her cute chubby little hand over my mouth. I asked her if this meant she would like me to stop singing...and she fervently shook her head yes!

 As in 'Please stop torturing me to sleep Mama!' So basically, I can't sing, which I knew, but now it has been confirmed by a toddler. 

Really Honest

Really Honest

So yesterday I was giving my daughter a piggy back ride and all of the sudden she starts going "Ewww! Ewww!" Which of course means something is gross. So I ask her what is "Ewww!"? She points dramatically to this little mole right below my neck! (It's really very small and rather innocuous, but she kept coming up to me and pointing at it and going "Ewww!" all. day. long.) Um, thanks kid! So far this week I can't sing and I'm gross. Motherhood is turning out to be awesome for my self-esteem!