Being unpregnant far surpasses being pregnant, even though I am not sleeping much. After I delivered my first child, I had the Jerry Freeman charity raffle to complete. So life is more simple this time around, even with a toddler.
My son, Linus Finn Driscoll, was born on September 19th. My embouchure isn’t quite back to normal yet, but, by some miracle, I have already lost all of the weight I gained during this pregnancy (25 pounds) plus one pound. Yay.
Hope you’re still able to keep your music going Jessie!
Sing lots to the little ones, but teach them early that you get some music time to yourself too. My music went underground for years. Now, my youngest (age 9) is finally learning not to interrupt until after the second time through a tune.
Jennie, I do make sure to have music time. My daughter is very musical, too, and she sings to the baby for long periods of time. Her pitch is just about perfect. She lets me play flutes, too. Today I pulled out a fife and asked her what it was. She said “It’s a fife. That’s a piccolo with no keys.”
My grandmother asked me the other day if Linus has said “mama” yet. I said “Of course he has, and he is in the process of applying to colleges.” Geez. He does make eye contact and hold his head up.
Funny, Terry. He weighed 7lbs, 10.6oz.
I happened to have a good embouchure day today, which was nice. Perhaps sometime it’ll get reliable again.