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CottonCandyONaRainyDay: politics, potty, and parties (pook's almost 2!!)

CottonCandyONaRainyDay

CottonCandyONaRainyDay is my new mommy journal. A brag book all about my beloved daughter!

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

politics, potty, and parties (pook's almost 2!!)

What's up good people.

Check this newmommy datebook's for the week:

Saturday
Post Office Potty Politics
I was standing in line at the post office when Pook who was currently
running around in circles says very loudly "Potty". To the amusement
of about 10 people standing in line, Pook let's everyone know that she
has to go potty. Now, I'm like "for real". Cuz see Pook has yet to be
really serious about the Potty. Like any blacknewmommy under
public scrutiny I turn to her and say, does Pook have to potty? in that
mother singsong voice that translates how much I really care but can't do
anything about cuz I'm mother(working). I turn to the cashier purchase my
pre-stamped envelopes when I hear the snicker of strangers.

Pook has pulled her capri pants to the floor and has her diaper off.
"Potty Mommy" forwards and backwards "Mommy Potty" is the broken record that keeps playing in my head.

I turn the audience in line, kinda apologize, then like any good black newmommy
under public scrutiny affirm Pook. "I'm so glad you are thinking about the Potty.
Only the post office doesn't have bathrooms let alone pottys for little people." I scoop
Pook up, pants, and diaper included and head for the minivan.

Why don't post offices have bathrooms? I mean the post offices in new york
barely make room for the public ( i always thought the bullet proof glass barrier between
you and the post officer was a bit eastcoasoverthetop) but c'mon in the midwest I think
we could pull off very clean public post office bathroom.

And this is political! Take that all you people who only insist that political blogging is the
way to blog!!! Being the good political scientist I am, I always question and what do you mean
by politics? Are you the official boundary drawer I need to know. This is of course a response
to numerous people over the week who for one reason or another (research) are interested in black bloggers. Not my kinda blogging I'm told. Are they insisting I'm not black? Only "political" blogs I'm told. Oh now, I'm not political. I've heard this before. Newmommyblogs are apparently a dime a dozen. Whateva! If black mothering
isn't about who gets what, when, where, and how then you can keep your politics.


Sunday
I clean my office at work. yes, I had to clean my own office. It was a hot mess.
Maya Sana's dad gave me two hours cuz he wanted to watch the game.
two hours are over, and my office is mid mess. I go home and ask for another two hours from
ms's dad.
I go back out clean my office. two hours are over but my files are everywhere. I go home and ask for two more hours from
my child's father. got'em. Two more hours of cleaning and organizing. I am finally done and out of gas.
My friend who is contemplating baby daddy or adoption leaned more toward adoption after
this sunday- i guess you really do have to organize your time around him and the game, huh?

Welcome to my world.

Monday
Pook spends day with grandma B. Remember we are in mid-daycare fiasco. Pook comes home and is
completely out of sorts. I don't think its related to anything but a really fun filled day. Which meant that at
6:30pm she came home and turned her food upside down. Ran through the house knocking
over what she could and began to beat me. Yes, Pook clocked me over and over till finally
I had to put an end to it. I don't want to be a supernanny episode but that's what it looked like.

So I gave her a bath. Water therapy always works for me. Which also meant that Pook skipped her turned over dinner. And although she fought me every step of the way
when I put her in the bed at 7pm she was out like a light. This is one and half hours before her regular bedtime. That tired I thought...well...I guess
this is the terrible part about two (which Pook will be on Friday).

Tuesday
Today Pook is all about love. She eats all of her rice and beans (licking the plate). She plays
with mommy and then we rock out to some Amy Winehouse.

They tried to make go to rehab but I said
NOO NOO NOO NOO! this is Pook's favorite part.

My favorite part is:
I aint got the time,
And if my Daddy thinks im fine,
He’s tried to make me go to rehab,
I wont go, go, go.

As I sing I think everyone who would suggest that I go to newmommy rehab
but I won't go, go, go.

Of course Amy is in rehab now...

Wednesday
Tomorrow, even though its after Pook's bedtime. We are going to go to a concert on campus
by Las Krudas. Las Krudas are a Cuban lesbian hip hop trio and Pook and I are going to partay.

Will Pook last?
Is newmommy asking for after bedtime trouble?

Stay tuned folks!!!

Thursday
Pook's day with dad

Friday
Pook is 2!!! Sept. 14th is Pook's birthday. We are going to celebrate very low key. She'll be
with dad for most of the day since its his day anyway. This newmommy is becoming so
comfortable with visitation. I mean I don't feel in anyway that I should change Pook's visitation
schedule just for the birthday. I was there when it really mattered, two years ago and now!! And i'm
there when sheets need to be washed, midnight wake-ups are constant, tantrums are violent, battles are frequent, dance parties are exhausting and fun, daycare fails, toddler shoes cost $50.00 a pair, requried reading Pook's books on demand,
, ran outta mik at 10pm go to the grocery store interventions, owwies, and everything else
I am that woman called mama (or as Pook has already started calling me MAAAA!)

So I'm content celebrating the whole weekend the beauty that is my unpredictable daughter.
This weekend will be chill. Next weekend, we head to chi to celebrate the other family virgos-HAPPY BIRTHDAY
JALEN, MAMA, KARLA, AND RENEE! Pook and Pook and I will catch the universoul circus and call
it a second birthday.

send lots of love!!! and peaceful moments:)

1 Comments:

  • At 1:29 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Okay, I'm a bad auntie...but you don't know how this blog has made my day!! Can't wait to meet, Pook! Love and hugs, Zenzele

     

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