A simple kind of life – No doubt
On Sunday I was looking at babies.
In the whole history of Sid Kane, this is an unprecedented event. My usual stance of “Oh holy mother of fuck, why would anyone do THAT to their vagina” was replaced by looks of yearning, looks that has heretofore been reserved for hooker heels and men with really broad shoulders.
I’m talking about desire. For a baby. I Sid Kane, who previously duct taped a nappy to a kid’s ass and has often referred to kids as “rugrats”, am overcome with the sudden desire to have a little one.
And all I wanted was the simple things
A simple kind of life
And all I needed was a simple man
So I could be a wife
It got so bad that while lounging at La Perla, I ignored any hot men in the near vicinity. Noting my fascination with the little buggers, Cazz finally commented, “You want a life altering experience? How about having one of those?”
Me: I did think about it but to be honest with you Cazz, I don’t think the parents would be too happy with me abducting their kids. Parents are kinda touchy that way.
I always thought I’d be a mom
Sometimes I wish for a mistake
The longer that I wait the more selfish that I get
You seem like you’d be a good dad
*Sigh*
I’m not quite sure what else to tell you guys. I guess I just don’t really want to tell you guys that for the longest time ever I’ve had this image in my head of me standing in front of my bedroom window, watching my husband and kids play soccer. Of course as the years have passed this vision has evolved to include me holding a camera, which has now become as much a part of me as my appendages.
Now all those simple things are simply too complicated for my life
How’d I get so faithful to my freedom?
A selfish kind of life
When all I ever wanted was the simple things
A simple kind of life
(Just reread this and can’t believe how girly and honest I am. And on a public forum no less. God I want to puke.)
Sid! I am shocked! I never thought I would ever read anything like this from you!
Now when I was young I did not want kids or marriage or anything like that.
But then it happened – I met the perfect girl and we ended up with 4 kids! And you know what? I can’t imagine life any other way! You just need the right guy.
You mentioned a “simple man”. I think most guys tend to be simple
Rock Chef: You’re shocked??? Can you imagine how I feel? I swear tomorrow I’ll be back with dodgy jokes.
It happens to us all my friend. My BFF came over on Saturday with her husband and 6 week old baby. My middle name is now Envy. I have 9 stitches envy!!!
Soo this weekend saw everyone hanging out with babies!
We visited some friends on Sunday as well, two different families, and met two new born sweetie pies. While the babies are too coohuute for words, and smell soo good (similar to what I’d expect clear, blue skies in winter to smell like), I find that getting a detailed account of the birth-giving process from the mother keeps my envy in check. MP, 9 stitches?? Aaand *cringe*
Mad Phoenix: Have you ever read Sylvia Plath’s Bell Jar? She describes all too well the sound of a scissors cutting into flesh. It’s the most disturbing thing I’ve ever read on childbirth.
Dizzy*: Babies do smell awesome, don’t they? You think that blue skies smell like babies??? Hmmm that’s interesting.
Bubble, bubble, toil and trouble. Listen to Sid’s biological cauldron start to percolate. It’s as predictable as the sunrise.
I love that song.
Yes, I can imagine that you would be concerned!
Just watch that you don’t start collecting baby clothes in a box under your bed…
Wow…this is HUGE, Sid! Serious, life changing stuff…
I can’t really empathise, as I’ve never felt the slightest yearning for a baby.
Unbearable: I’m a huge No Doubt fan but only of their singles. Been listening to Hella Good. I feel like such a badass when I listen to it.
Rock Chef: Actually I’ll probably just end up spoiling En-dee!’s little one.
Nat: Life changing? Not really? Not until I have one of these.
“…Today I am convinced that women also go through a similar event in their lives, although at an earlier age. The period that this happens in is between the age of 25 and 30. At this stage of a woman’s life it becomes evident that a woman’s biological clock is fitted with an alarm… and there is unfortunately no snooze button. ” – Dr Juan
For further diagnoses of the condition at hand, read here: http://www.juanhaywood.com/?p=176
It’s been scientifically proven that, on average, parents are less happy than childless adults. However, very, very few of them will admit to that fact and I’ve got a feeling most of them don’t even realize it.