My Theme Song For Today
There are days in my life, and thankfully they are relatively rare, when I feel as though I’ve never before left the house with my child. When I seem to be a complete novice at parenting in particular and human functioning in general. I walk out the door with purpose in my gaze looking in all outward appearances like a fully competent person, having checked and double-checked my baby parapehrnalia, yet somehow have managed to forget any number of essentials and then feel three steps behind all day long. Today was one of those days. And as I fumbled my way through momming this morning, with a cranky baby on one hip slapping my ear, an exploded diaper bag over a shoulder, sunglasses dangling from my lips, hair in my face and the public eyes of scrutiny fixed squarely on my incompetence (no thanks, I’m fine, I got it, I don’t need any assistance), I channeled David Byrne.
And you may ask yourself
What is that beautiful house?
And you may ask yourself
Where does that highway go?
And you may ask yourself
Am I right? …am I wrong?
And you may tell yourself
My god!…what have I done?
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