Just Call Me Twilight

Today is St. Patrick's Day so I thought I would share some fun Irish music with you.  Whether you are Irish or not, it is hard to not enjoy this music.   Slán go foil .  JCMT The Rumjacks - "An Irish Pub Song"   The Irish Rovers "Johnny I Hardly Knew Ye"      The Bollox "Tura'lu"     Orthodox Celts - "Star of the County Down"      Dropkick Murphys - "Rose Tattoo"        The Dubliners "Whiskey in the Jar"      

I have learned to love my little people on a whole new level.  A level that can only be reached through promotion of fear.  A level that no parent strives to achieve. Oldest Daughter recently attended the birthday party of her closest friend.  I dropped her off at birthday girls house, giddy with anticipation.  At the conclusion of the party, birthday girl's mom would escort the birthday girl and four guests to a park across the street, where the parents knew to retrieve the girls at a particular time.  Sometime prior to birthday party pick-up time, my phone rings and I see that it is birthday mom calling.  Answering it, I am greeted with screaming in the background and birthday mom yelling my daughters name before the line goes dead.  I promptly call the number back, her phone sending the call straight to voicemail.  Over and over again I frantically call birthday mom's number, just to be...

When I was pregnant, never having been a mother before, I had expectations of what it would be like when my little one arrived.  These expectations were fed mostly by the media.  Commercials depicting pretty babies cooing at their mothers, giggling toddlers toddling about, cuteness when baby covers themselves in pureed food - you know, the normal happy scenes we should all expect as parents.  What I failed to notice were the fuzzy edges, the dead give-away that these social driven episodes were in no way rooted in reality. Don't get me wrong.  I, now a mother of two, have had plenty of pretty moments.  Every time I receive a hug or kiss from one of my girls, pride when Youngest Daughter tells anyone within hearing distance that she is mommy's little duckie, excitement from Oldest Daughter when I teach in her classroom, when either of the girls tell me they love me.  All precious moments that continue to ma...