A typical day for a music mommy with a 3 month old.

I have recently ventured back into the land of the living since having my beautiful baby girl... and let me say, it has rocked my world. I no longer can awake 30 minutes before a studio session or rehearsal and fly out the door with my purse, sweet tea and cereal bar in hand, oh no... gone are those days. Now I must plan the night before and actually get up early! Boo. Yes, now I have to figure out feeding schedules and naptimes. Drag out of bed and make a few babysitter notes and make sure there are plenty of diapers. "Whaaaaa", oh, now time to feed, change and dress the baby, oh and try and shower and dress myself while she's happy in the bouncer for 7 minutes... yes 7 minutes! (that's a long time for mom's!)
"Whaaaaa" Switch her to the play gym for another 7 minutes of happy time so I can throw on some makeup (why do I bother) and dry my hair. If I am lucky she gives me an extra minute or so to curl or style my hair other than the usual 'mommy ponytail'.
Now its time to put on the baby carrier and head to the kitchen to wash and sterilize bottles and pump accessories.
Can I just pause and say what a pain it is to do this everyday. Thank you.
Now its time to pack the good ole' trusty breast pump. At least it is a discreet black shoulder bag (though I really miss carrying around my cute purses and bags) and "whaaaaa" time for the excersaucer... and she's happy again so make my caffeine of choice to go, and ding dong, hey thanks for coming to watch the baby, throw on shoes, coat, grab bag, keys, tea, something to eat, and goodbye. whoo.

Now, driving in the car without the baby is a luxury. I can crank my music as loud as I want and sing along. Or I can crank up NPR and catch up on what the rest of the world is up to. Or I can shut it off and have just pure wonderful silence. ahhhhhh.

My day is filled with rehearsals or studio sessions or writing sessions... and its bliss. I pour my heart into it. I don't do this everyday so I enjoy the time to be me again and ohhh, getting uncomfortable, pause at some point to go pump some milk. (we will talk about this later, public pumping.... not for the faint of heart) lol. By the end of the day I am missing my baby so much and can't wait to get home and hold her in my arms. Its the best feeling in the world when she smiles at me and my wonderful husband smiles at me as I walk in the door. Home again. Back to the crazy exhausting full time job I now have... being a mommy. :)