June 2015

Singing A Lullaby Never Felt So Good

Singing would be part of my mommy duties. It wasn’t a duty that I took so very naturally. To be honest, I’m not a very good singer. Everyone said that it wasn’t about how well you sing but just that you connect with your child. So I gave it a try even though it felt really awkward.

I remember the first time I sang to him. He was only a few months old and when I started singing You Are My Sunshine, his eyes lit up and he stared at me with such concentration. Wow, this singing stuff really works, I thought. I was completely shocked. Now I had to come up with a few more songs to add to my repertoire.

You would think it would be easy to sing songs to your child but I found it quite challenging. I couldn’t find songs that I knew the words to that a child would like. I had to actually look up songs on the Internet. How lame is that?

I finally settled on a few classics (Hush Little Baby, the Wheels on the Bus, etc.) and sung those over and over (mostly making up my own words for the second and third verses).

Why did I dye my grey hair

I have grey hair. I never thought that I would care when I got grey hair.  I liked my hair natural and didn’t feel a need to color it.  In fact, I prided myself on my ability to stay natural and intended to never color my hair.  I thought that it was more important to be happy with myself the way I was than to start the endless cycle of covering up the aging process.

I felt the same way about makeup.  I rarely wore makeup and almost reveled in the fact that I didn’t feel the need to wear makeup on a daily basis. I always thought it was healthier (mentally and physically) to not put all that stuff on your face and all those chemicals in your hair.

But as the grey hair multiplied and my skin started to look a little more aged, my faith in the beauty of “natural” started to crumble.  Then one day I saw a picture of myself with my kids and realized that I looked different than I felt.