Friday, November 11, 2011

primo supremo el cheeso

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It's 11:11 pm and I'm still not used to the daylight saving's change imposed since last Saturday night. A large part of this is due to the fact that Felix, now 5 1/2 months old, couldn't care less that his usual 7 am awakening is now a new 6 am "let's play" morning party. It doesn't help that my 1 am bedtime is still 1 am, so somehow my nightly sleep consists of a sporadic 5 or so hours. This can't be good for me.

Imagine taking care of a helpless, beautiful and yet very needy miniature human for 12 hours or more, straight, every single day for a year. Longer. Two years, three--forever! I never imagined it'd be harder than going to a 9-5 type "job" but keep in mind, those are either mindless or repetitious, for the most part--with lunch breaks!

I'm not complaining, but I don't even have the energy to read at night anymore. To write. To doodle. All I ever want to do is: lie facedown on the couch, browse fashion and etsy online and read cheesy British tabloids. It's as if I've morphed into a 50's housewife, a fresh-baked chocolate chip cookie baking, Sumatra bean grinding--2011 cliche!

It's not bad, but I will say when the most exciting part of my day is wearing my new Houndstooth apron for the first time, it could be a whole hell of a lot worse. Say, if I'd been more ambitious career-wise in my life I might've had to endure eternal guilt for "putting my family second" or on the other end, what if I'd worked my ass off to sculpt a career only to have to give it up to stay at home?

Feminism, right? More than ever women are working while the dads stay at home with their babies. I always thought this gave all the wanna-be musician and artist boytoy types hope to watch more Cartoon Network marathons. More like Yo Gabba Gabba reruns.

But really, seriously, it's nice to be able to take care of Felix myself, in spite of what I pretend to resist as far as being a full-time mommy goes. I'm lucky to have such a smart and hardworking husband. He's a primo babe, too. And we made a primo supremo baby. Plus, Houndstooth IS exciting. If you add a whisk, and a debutante akimbo stance.

1 comments:

Irene Grumman said...

Just think: someday this kid will take care of you. Meanwhile, know that your creative, book-reading self is taking in all this experience. And you look really hot in houndstooth.