Since I wrote about one particular night in the life of our precious Sweet Chuck, many people have been kind enough to ask me how it’s going. The query usually goes something like this:
[hand on my arm, meaningful gaze, sympathetic tone] “How is it [pause] going?”
The truth is it’s really going very well. That night I wrote about was a one-off; Sweet Chuck is generally very easy to please, and I couldn’t be happier. She’s sleeping like a little champ, eating like there’s no tomorrow, and pooping like…well, pooping like a baby, I guess. One of my favorite things to do is take pictures of her and Seabass together. It has become quite the daily fashion shoot.
On the rare occasion that I need to break out the yoga ball to bounce Sweet Chuck to sleep, I take the opportunity to listen to new music. While in my former life (pre-kids) I used to have music on constantly, these days it’s either white noise, “Fire Truck” (by request, of course) or silence. So a baby-bouncing playlist satisfies my craving while also providing me with rhythm for the task. Can I share a few favorite tunes with you? They run the gamut.
I don’t usually go in for super electronic, but there’s something about Bassnectar’s “Butterfly” that calms me down in the face of a screaming infant.
Other Lives’ “Tamer Animals” takes me back to a time when I painted my nails black and spent WAY too much time listening to The Cure. And now I’m a mom. Weird.
Not everyone loves Ryan Gosling (I’m looking at you Jenny Sargent), or movies in which dudes bash in each others’ skulls (hi mom!), or the 1980s (love you, Jake). *I*, however, am a fan of all three, and the movie Drive really delivered. This song by Kavinsky is from the opening credits.
I can’t remember where I found out about Still Corners, but I’ve been a fan for a few months. Hooray for upbeat dreamy pop.
And, because it’s me, there must be a bit of Rage. In addition to baby-bouncing ball time, I also like to blast “Renegades of Funk” from my new minivan. I especially love when Seabass yells “Groove sucka!”