We hosted a baby shower for said friend this weekend and for her gift, I wanted to do something a little more meaningful than little pink clothes from Baby Gap(which truth be told, i also really, really love to buy.) So I solicited some suggestions from friends and made a CD of songs about parenthood. I downloaded songs by everyone from Talking Heads to the Dixie Chicks to this Mark Cohn gem I got from Lori years ago and proceeded to cry like a two year old everytime I worked on the playlist. I don't really know what a girl is supposed to feel when faced with lyrics like these from Paul Simon
"I'm gonna watch you shine
Gonna watch you grow
Gonna paint a sign
So you'll always know
As long as one and one is two
There could never be a father
Who loved his daughter more than I love you"
or this particular tear inducing verse by Nil Lara
"I have a son
I've seen the response of God in me
Coming to life
Kicking me strong
Draining my blood
You're my first child
I'll show you no harm
I'll teach you my love"
So yeah, I have been a quivering mess of emotions all week. And I think it's the mommy stirrings that awakened the sleeping crafty genes I didn't think I got from my pioneer ancestors. But a CD with such fantastic lyrics really needed a booklet to go along with it so I found myself one day at lunch spending way too much time and money at Michael's buying the supplies to make this
I will sheepishly admit that I now own scissors that cut wavy line borders. And lots of ribbon. And so much cardstock. I'm actually thinking of making my own Christmas cards this year but please don't quote me on that.
In all seriousness though, it was really fun to put together the CD and to think about all the wonderful changes that are about to happen in Brooke and Eric's life. And I really enjoyed the creative process of working on the booklet and was quite pleased with how this first try turned out.
And then tonight when Corey and I went to pick up baseball tickets at our friend's house and ended up getting talked into an impromptu game of swimming pool football with a bunch of cute boys, well, I guess there are worse things than being the carefree single girl right?