Happy Birthday?

I turned thirty this week, since then I think I have found at least double the amount of gray hairs on my head.  I think I have developed a few new wrinkles over the course of the last few days and have lost my youthful glow.  Other than that I don’t mind being a year older.  There is something about the passing of time, reflecting on how you have grown and all that you have learned mixed with the excitement of the things to come, the future, that makes it not so bad.  I might be saying that just to make myself feel better, I cant be sure, I am not convinced my mind is working right anymore.

An Answer for Every Crisis

“Old McDonald Had a Farm” fixes everything at our house, everything.


Problem: The baby girl is rambunctious during a feeding. Solution: Sing Old McDonald.

Need to cut the baby girl’s nails and she won’t sit still? Sing Old McDonald.

The baby girl is crying in her car seat…sing Old McDonald.

When she is getting tired of the stroller and starts bucking, sing her Old McDonald and all is well.

Just about any time that something goes wrong for the baby girl it can be solved with one single song. It’s almost magical. The best thing about the song is that Old McDonald can have anything you want on the farm, a phone that rings, a door that creaks, a faucet that drips, the possibilities are endless, therefore the song can never get old (or so that’s what I tell myself as I sing it multiple times a day).

Don't Be Fooled

She looks so sweet and innocent.  Apparently so much so that when I told the nursery lady that when the baby girl realized I was gone she was probably going to throw a fit.  Her response was “She looks like a smiling baby, not a crying baby.”  Let’s just say that within fifteen minutes the nursery lady had had her fill of screaming.  My mom recently recommended I read the book “The Strong Willed Child”.  I think I might take that advice.

Why did I think I was serious?

I did a lot of research before the baby girl was born.  I wanted to be sure I wasn’t wasting money on things that weren’t good or that I really didn’t need.  When looking into jogging strollers I read that if you are a “serious” runner you probably want to get a stroller with a fixed front wheel.  So after evaluating the situation, knowing
O that there were times that I have been a serious runner, I thought better to be safe and get a stroller with a fixed wheel just incase I decide I want to be “serious” again.  I figured all babies love strollers and that mine would probably take naps in it while I went on a long run, because I was pregnant and that seemed like a possibility (plus, I had read great stories about moms training for half marathons never skipping a beat after having a baby).  The problem with all of this is that none of the resources I looked into said anything about considering where you would be doing your running.  My neighborhood has winding roads, sidewalks and the like; therefore, I spend my entire run adjusting the fixed wheel so the stroller will go straight and not run into the grass, middle of the street, any cars that might be around, curbs, people, dogs, and other hazards along the way.  As you can imagine this becomes a laborious task, making me not go as far as I might like and causing me to loathe my afternoon runs.  Not to mention my baby doesn’t like strollers, period.  Hind sight is 20-20.