I used to be hip. At least a little, I think. I knew all about new artists, when the new albums were due out, where the best live music was to be found each month, who the best artists you never heard of but needed to were... But that was then, this is now.
Two whole weeks was all it took. Thats what happens when you have a newborn. All the hip you thought you had vanishes in an instant. Instead of telling you how good, bad or ugly the new Pearl Jam album is, all I can tell you is which of the seven lullabies on my new baby girls Lil Lamb swing I like the best (thatd be "Hush Little Baby" if you're scoring at home). I can tell you which stuffed animal soothes my daughter the best when shes fussy (thatd be the pink hippo that plays "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star"). I couldnt tell you a single thing thats happened in the world of music the past two weeks. And you know what?
I think thats absolutely perfect.
I wouldnt trade all the hip in the world for what I have right now. Sure, Ill get back on the wagon here soon once I can remember what sleep is like and can put thoughts together. But for right now, this is as perfect as I could ever imagine. And who would have ever thought that perfection could come in such a little bitty package. But yet it does, and she is. There isnt a single thing Id change about her.
And I know that as she gets older, I can begin to educate her on the important things in life. No, not math or any of that. Things like What it used to be like to have to buy a whole album to get your favorite song. How Brittney Spears, Lady Ga Ga and Miley Cyrus destroyed pop music as we know it. How Michael Jackson used to be normal before the '90s came around. How people used to play real instruments, not just the ones on Rock Band and Guitar Hero. And how Justin Timberlake used to be in a boy band before he became president.
But thats all in due time. Right now, Ill just enjoy the perfect moments I have each day. And Ill know that even though Im not perfect, she just might be.
At least until she wants to go see Hannah Montana and the Jonas Bros. in concert. Then all bets are off and she can go talk to her Mamma.
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