Me:
Hi, honey! (smooch) How was your day?
Gilbert:
Pretty good! (smooch)Today we, blah blah blah software design blah blah blah.
And then we blah blah blah. It was really challenging to blah blah blah . . .
(Several minutes of computer jargon later) How was yours?
Me:
Um, well, the baby had two blow outs today! The first one was all up her back
and even in her hair! Hahaha! The second one was really green! That was all
before breakfast. The rest of the afternoon was kinda boring . . .
Gilbert:
Um, well, that’s nice . . .
(cricket,
cricket . . .)
Let
me take this moment to clarify two things. One, I am not in any way denigrating
my husband’s job or conversation skills. He has a wonderful job as a software
engineer. He is extremely intelligent and knowledgeable and works in a
fascinating field. I just don’t happen to understand what he is talking about.
Ever. Two, I am not nearly as entertained by baby poop as the above excerpt
would imply. I recently took a leave of absence from my career as a junior high
social studies teacher to stay at home with our new baby. While I am thrilled
beyond thrilled to have this amazing opportunity, I have to admit, I am a bit lost.
This is the first time since I was thirteen years old that I do not have some
type of a paying job. It is the first time since I was five years old that I am
not in school every day as either a student or a teacher. Suddenly, the only
thing I have to talk about is the baby and mundane household chores, and the
only person I have to talk too for eight hours out of the day is a four month
old. (Although, she is a pretty good listener)
It
was after a few weeks of me going stir crazy and driving my husband all kinds
of crazy the moment he walked in the door, that he suggested I start a “mommy
blog.” The idea didn’t come to him totally out of the blue, we were watching
Mom’s Night Out (excellent movie, if you haven’t seen it) and the main
character is struggling with her own role as a stay at home mom, which she
chronicles on her blog. At first I laughed at the idea, but as the long days
alone passed by, I began to think, “Well, why not?”
I
have always loved to write. I kept journals all throughout junior high, high
school, and college. I have written poetry, short stories, essays, research
papers—you name it. Recently, I have become a connoisseur of blogs, and I
really enjoy them. The more I thought about it, the more I liked the idea.
So,
this blog will be my valiant attempt to retain my adult vocabulary skills. I
will write about babies (that which consumes my days and nights), teenagers (I
have one of those too), cooking (the only “hobby” I seem to have time for
anymore), marriage/ husbands (mostly about what I don’t understand), and
anything else that comes to mind.
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