OMG. We have entered a new phase with the Tiny Man. Well, a couple phases…
The first is the “sticking everything in his mouth” phase. Seriously, it’s amazing what they can find on the floor. I mean, I Swiffer our floors every other day and have just mandated a clean the kitchen floor ever day rule and he is still picking up God-knows-what and sticking it in his mouth. We are lucky he hasn’t killed himself yet.
The second phase is the “cry at the top of my lungs for any reason” phase. He is happy one minute, screeching the next. And I wonder why I have a headache nearly every single day. Still, I tell myself, it may be allergies. It most definitely is allergies if I am allergic to babies. Wouldn’t that be something? Don’t fret. I just had my allergies tested and alas, I am not allergic to babies. Seriously though, he goes 0 to 60 is .1567 seconds. It’s unreal.
He cries/screams when you take something away from him, when you are eating and won’t give him a bite, when you walk away from him, when you pick him up, when you put him down, when he’s done/doesn’t want to get out of the bath, when you put him down for a nap, when you pick him up from a nap, when you put on his clothes, take off his clothes, change his diaper… I think you get my point. It’s exhausting. I’m told this phase is going to last a couple years, so I guess I better buckle up and stop complaining. It’s really not that bad most of the time. He is such a good baby that it really is just a pain in the buttox when he decides to turn his enchanting two tooth grin in to an open mouth wail. The good thing is that although the crying happens pretty much every day, it’s spurts of crying that really don’t last that long…depending on how fast you can change a diaper or change him.
Luckily, I do have an escape from the crying. Spin class. Oh, glorious spin class. How I love thee, let me count the ways….
- Babies aren’t allowed in class.
Good list right?!?!
Sometime the screaming babe does accompany me to the gym where he happily plays at the daycare until he hears my voice in the hall. Then BABY WANT TO GO HOOOOMEEEEEEE! Yeah, that’s what I envision him saying when I hear his cries from afar.
Let’s go back to that dark spin room with awesome beats and the only crying going on is….well, there is none. Ok, maybe a little when I tell the class we are doing tabatas. Muah ha ha. If sweat is fat crying, then that is allowed in the room too.
Now for a few of my favorite songs that I’ve been using lately. So good, they will make you cry. Well, probably not, but they may get you up and moving!
This first one is a find by the hubs. I thought the “ooohs” in it sounded familiar and that is because it has been sampled in that “Barbra Streisand” song by Duck Sauce. If you watch Glee, you’ve heard it. Yes, I watch(ed) Glee. I’m not ashamed. Well, ok, I kind of am.
I’m not sure where I first found these, maybe on FaceBook? I don’t know, but I love them.
First heard Riptide on The Voice. It’s funny when I’m running to grab my phone to Shazam songs…at home, at the mall, in the grocery store. Yeah, I’m a nerd and I think I’m kind of in love with Vance Joy. Well, at least these two songs…
Finally, I absolutely LOVE this one by Bruno Mars & Mark Ronson. “Gotta kiss myself, so pretty!” Sidenote: just watched this video…kinda takes me back to the 90s.
Clipped in for the Ride 