Sunday, February 8, 2009

Not Me! Monday

Head on over to MckMama's!

Ba-da ba-da-da-da
Ba-da ba-da-da-da
Ba-da ba-da-da-da

Monday, monday (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
So good to me (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
Monday mornin, I love to start the day with Not Me's.. 
Oh monday mornin, monday mornin couldnt guarantee (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
That I would be first on MckMama's Mr. Link-eee. .

Monday, monday, cant trust that day
Monday, monday, sometimes I get swept away
Oh monday mornin you gave me no warnin of what time it would be
 I've been  up waiting to post my link since half past three

Every other day (every other day), every other day
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah
But whenever monday comes, but whenever monday comes
A-you can find me cryin cuz I'm sleep deprived

Monday, monday (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
Free therapy (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
Monday mornin, love to see that it's not just me
On monday mornin, monday mornin we can agree
That our kids (don't) drive us all a little batty

Every other day, every other day
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah
But whenever monday comes, but whenever monday comes
You can find me laughing so hard I cry

Monday, monday (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
Listen to me (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
Monday mornin, I love to start off reading Not Me's
Oh monday mornin, monday mornin I feel so carefree (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
That I am not the only one who's going crazy

Every other day, every other day
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah
But whenever monday comes, but whenever monday comes
You can find me (not) lyin all of the time

Monday, monday (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
Cant trust that day (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
Monday, monday (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
Sometimes MckMama posts on Sunday (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
Whoa, monday, monday, wont go away (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
Not Me Monday, its here to stay (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
Oh monday, monday (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
Oh monday, monday (ba-da ba-da-da-da)


Wow, yet another week has gone by! That is insane. Also insane is that I (did not) just spend half an hour singing the above song in an nonexistent key to John and begging him without actually coming right out and asking to tell me it was good in a passive agressive, needy way that I have perfected.

So Seth has been having eating issues. He is getting referred for feeding therapy, and I am not happy about it. I mean, I am not not happy about it. Whatever way of writing that sentence means that I am frankly annoyed at the thought of therapy, that's what I meant. 

Two things happened to me this week that would have freaked me right out if Seth was my first kid instead of my fourth. One, He snatched a marshmallow out of a kid's hand and proceeded to lick it desperately, as if that marshmallow was the one thing he'd been waiting for his whole life. Two, he grabbed a piece of licorice right out of Ava's hand in 2.2 seconds and had it in his mouth before any of us could do anything but stare. 

When I witnessed both of these occurences, I did not watch him thoughtfully for a moment, considering whether high fructose corn syrup and sugar could possibly fill the void left by his refusal to eat any healthy food I have offered him. I was not more than a little miffed that the kid had refused my organic, homemade cereal, avacado, pears, apples, and bananas, but was slavering like a three year old on a sugar high over a piece of licorice. 

After I took the offending items away, Seth did not haul off and smack me in the head with his entire flaily arm. I did not excitedly call my mom over to witness his efforts, remarking on the extension of his arm and how we'd been working on that in therapy. I did not write the encounter down in his baby book as a marker of one of his milestones.

Speaking of milestones, Seth did not hit another one this morning. We have been dealing with a bit of a supply/demand problem, as he is currenly seeming to demand a bit more than I am supplying. This morning, he did not feel the need to let me know that I wasn't measuring up by taking a big bite with his sharp teeth while nursing. I did not scream like a girl. John did not think it was hilarious.

That song wore me out, guys. I think I've given you all I've got for this week. Happy Not Me's!



9 comments:

Hall Family in MD said...

Love the song!!

Following Him said...

I did not tune to the song you wrote above. Love it! Plus the screaming cracked me up!
~Elyse~

Julie said...

Nothing like the Mama's & Papa's to start your Monday! Very creative!

Kameron said...

Now I will be singing that in my head all day!! Isn't it funny that they won't eat anything good but the sugar is an instant hit!! Ah, what are you goona do?? :o)

Momma Mango said...

Thanks for the song. :) I'd much rather have that stuck in my head ANY DAY over Dora the Explorer!

E said...

Ouch, I hate those kinda bites! Did it startle him at all when you jumped and screamed? Not sure if he could hear a scream or not since you've said he can hear some things? Did you bite him back? ha ha ha

Natalie said...

That was the best NMM I read so far!!! The song is awesome!

writing4612 said...

t wanted to let you know that your link doesn't work on the Not Me! Monday post. When I clicked on it, it said blog not found. I had to type nthe name of your blog in Google to get here.

I loved the song, by the way!

Melissa, Multi-Tasking Mama said...

I love it that you see the good in things even when he smacked at you- that is a good mama right there! Happy NMM!

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