Toddler. Diapers. Newborn. Diapers. Milk. Diapers. Coffee. Diapers. Sleep? Diapers. Spit Up. Diapers.
I’ve been struggling with crafting an engaging topic that is worthy to share and cohesively represents life right now. As you can see, if I attempted to give you a day-to-day account, a blur of way too many bodily functions would be involved.
Like the day Elliott stuck his hand in his poopy diaper at school and somehow managed to grab his teacher’s hair. (I believe the word she used was horrified.) Since then I’ve tried to bribe him with M&Ms to seal the deal to absolutely no effect other than having a few more stickers to fish out of the toilet than usual.
But you didn’t come here to read about that. That’s not revelatory.
Neither is the fact that the only way I can describe Ira’s smile is “full body” or when I pushed through a morning of getting gas, buying bacon and going to a library program with both boys I literally felt like I had climbed a mountain. Maybe not one high enough that you need oxygen at the top, but one that people are still impressed when you take summit pictures. (Sorry, not Pinnacle in Little Rock;).
Or on days when naps crash and burn, I also tend to burn dinner. And send Ike a lot of desperate text messages.
My life is a whirl of such things and the story right now isn’t huge or overarching. It’s more about moments. At least the moments when I remember to stop and think about how sweet, how precious it is that I’m lying on the floor next to my son who’s discovering what the world is all about, starting with the existence of his own hands. But those moments are balanced by times when I dream of not dealing with feedings, spit ups, spilled milk, dinner negotiations and screeching. Of not speed shopping. Of not bouncing when I’d rather sit down.
When I brought up my topic-less-ness to Ike, he suggested I talk about politics. That’s a toughie. People (including me) don’t like to talk about politics. But for some reason (despite the fact that I’ve yet to register to vote in NWA), this political season has captivated me more than any other. Like sometimes I dream about who’s going to win an upcoming primary. I can’t put my finger on it, but I have a couple theories. And yes, I should probably be developing more hobbies/dreams!
I’m old. Like a real adult. Like maybe I finally hit the point when I feel like my awareness and participation in politics could make a difference for my family and day-to-day life. I think this is true on a lot of levels. If I really feel this way, I should:
- Research issues on the national and local level.
But I really think this campaign is so interesting because it is unusually crowded with controversial candidates. In fact, I listened to a great podcast (if you hang out with me at all, you’ll soon realize this is one of my most common phrases) about this situation. It’s called anti-establishment.
On the Left we have (Feel the) Bernie Sanders, a Democratic Socialist. And he’s doing surprisingly well! Surprising because the word “socialist” is in his belief system. For so long buzz words like “communism” or “socialism,” whether fully understood or not, would scare people by their basic un-American-ness. The fact that Bernie is doing well despite this historical stigma either speaks to Hillz unlikability OR people’s anger in general with the status quo. I for one have said that if Hillary is elected then very little would change.
On the Right we have Donald Drumpf. From every podcast and HBO news show I’ve watched, I’ve concluded that Trump is not a conservative and not even a good businessman. And from my own observations, I am scared of his intolerance for Muslims and immigrants. I will not hold punches: I think the fact that he is doing so well is an embarrassment to our country and the Republican party.
If it comes down to Hillz and Trump, I honestly don’t know who I’d vote for. I don’t know what’s happened to me, but if I read a pristine PR speak by team Clinton, I kind of like her! But then, I hear about her Wall Street connections, shady email practices and the Benghazi mess and I don’t know where I stand.
At the end of the day, my prediction is Hillary because how in the WORLD would any minority voter even consider touching Trump with a 10 foot pole? Demographically, Hillary, if she can secure the nom from Bernie, should have the election in the bag.
So, if I’m calling the election in March, why is it so compelling still? Because the fact that people are so angry at status quo politics (thanks to my “Common Sense” podcast insight) means that we have some very interesting anti-establishment candidates to look forward to in 2020.
What will that hold? A republican who can admit that global warming exists and supports a more constructive (not building a wall, btw) way to welcome immigrants into our country? I sure hope so!
A democrat who continues to blaze Bernie’s democratic socialist trial but with more charisma?
I can only hope that whatever the outcome, we have more politicians who are willing to compromise. And maybe I can take this personal reminder to stop talking and thinking about politics as a vehicle of change and start actually finding ways to change my world in small, yet meaningful, ways every day. Starting with NOT thinking of anyone differently because of their political views.
The boys and I are back from a Spring Break in Houston! I’ll try to share any survival tips I can come up with after a 9 hour trip with two littles. Be back soon!