"Like Sam the butcher bringing Alice the meat"
I've often said that I'm different from a lot of other girls. I haven't dreamed of being a wife and mother my whole life. Of course today those are the two most important job titles I hold and the ones I'm best at. I guess it's also a little funny that I was the first of all my friends to become both of those things. I didn't babysit, I didn't coo at babies or ever want to hold them. After my daughter was born, the nurses in the hospital taught me to change a diaper, burp her after nursing, and even cradle her head so it didn't roll off her neck! Thank G-d for Emma the baby nurse who lived with us for two weeks and taught us what to do. I'm not sure if the baby or I cried harder the day she left.
I'm thinking of all this now because today on Dora the Explorer, the mommy T-Rex was singing lullabies to the baby T-Rex and it reminded me of when Little Bird used to take naps and I'd try to lull her to sleep. I didn't know any lullabies!! As a newborn she'd cry and cry and I wanted to hush her with a song, but nothing came to mind. Finally, I broke out in a hormonal, new-mom rendition of the theme to The Brady Bunch. In a panic, it's all I could think of. She got quiet, calmed down and fell asleep! Thus began a naptime routine: snuggling and telling her all about the story of a lovely lady who was bringing up three very lovely girls.... I can't even imagine the shock she's in for should she ever flip through the channels and land on Nick at Nite reruns, only to realize that her mommy was a total mess just winging it.