Sunday, May 4, 2014

The lovers, the dreamers, and me

I went to yet another packed, hot, chaotic public event yesterday. I think I need to admit to myself that certain events are entirely unsuitable for small children and I need to just skip them. You think they'll be good for kids because they always advertise kids' activities and you figure, "hey, it's something to do", but the sad reality is there is almost nothing good for kids this little. What they want to do is run and scream. So, I need to find situations where he can do that.

My boobs hurt. Correction, my nipples hurt. Like, a lot. And I'm pretty sure this coincides with the last time I had a lot of breast feeding pain which was around the time I ditched the nipple shield last time, too. It's not a dry/cracked nipple issue, it's a pain issue from the intense suction, and I'm pretty sure there's not much to be done about that except wait for my boobs to adjust and callous over. But it's very unpleasant, especially the right one, where every time he latches on my eyes cross with pain. Owee.

Today is my "free day" with B at the Baby Kennel, but of course I feel the need to "get things done." So my plan is to set up T's crib. I may not use it yet, and I hate to think of B jumping all over it and destroying it, but I've been thinking of transitioning T into it in an effort to improve our sleep. Not that the sleep is bad - it's pretty ok, considering - but I kind of like the idea of T getting in the crib and having a proper bed time. Already I have him swaddled up and sleeping on the couch in the living room next to me by 7 or 8 PM most nights - why not set up the baby monitor and get a schedule going? It's worth a shot.

I was referred to a singing group who is looking for an alto. They are a trio who do Boswell Sisters-type 1930's music, which I have actually done before with two friends just for fun. I have to learn a couple of parts and then will audition on Wednesday. I know it sounds nuts to take on something like this right now - I feel nuts even considering it. In our email correspondence I immediately brought up the fact that I'm the single parent to two small children and have another band that would have to take priority. There is a big part of me that knows there's a chance they won't even want me due to my baggage or if they just don't like my sound - but honestly, I've been to their web site and it looks like they're kind of just getting started and have very few gigs or projects right now, and I've been in the vintage music scene in LA long enough to know that young(ish) women who sing authentically with a swing-era sound are like unicorns, so really, at the risk of sounding like an egomaniac, they'd be lucky to have me. Unless I'm just not what they're looking for. Which is cool. But I absolutely love singing in groups and harmonizing - way more than singing solo - so even if there were little to no money involved, I think it would be fun. And there's always a chance that it could turn out to be quite lucrative. But this is LA, land of dreamers. If I had a dime for every time I've been approached to be in a documentary, reality TV show, run a dance venue, or be part of a band or singing group, only to have nothing ever materialize...well, I'd have enough money for an awesome new major appliance, at least.


  1. Good luck with the audition!

    I made the mistake several times of taking Elena to events that appeared to be kid friendly but weren't. I do make mental note when I come across an event that would be perfect when she's older.

  2. Theo is looking more and more like his big brother!

    The singing group sounds like a lot of fun! I desperately wish I could sing harmony. Not in this lifetime, alas.