Friday night out/Saturday afternoon reflections
I'm starting to get tired, but have decided whilst I can still socialise, I will. On Friday night I made it to 11pm, attending the screening of an Adelaide movie called ADELAIDE, followed by performances from 3 of the bands that were on the soundtrack. Purchased the DVD before even watching the movie, as it had a song by my friend's former band, Emergency Crank Radio.
Faith is the other issue-I was brought up with a faith. In adulthood that has been refracted into how I behave in regards to social justice. ERC taught me to combine compassionate acts with a spiritual belief. I don't think you can have faith without a community-individualism is not spirituality. What community will I bring my child up in? People who want health workers and teachers to take more responsibility for "saving" children, miss the point-the biggest protection comes from your family and circle around it. Public health and education are only ever a base for what you provide yourself.
At yoga today we had to do an experiment-talk to an existing mother to find out how many hours of the day are taken up with attending to a newborn baby, to work out how many hours are left for yourself to sleep/relax. My partner and I came up with 5. I asked if it is possible to take a screaming baby out for a walk in the park-it was recommended, though obviously this is more of a daylight hours option. This apparently means that together time for my husband and I will be:
As the movie had an extended full frontal male nudity shot, my new acquaintance S commented on her relief she too had pre-purchased the DVD and was free of having her motives questioned. One of the bands performing was Frequency Seahorse (or similiarly titled), which was made up of 2 guys called Andrew, who shared mutual friends. One of the Andrews I recognised from uni days, the other one wore a very classic navy and red and green and pink geometric 80s jumper and pastel checked pants, that made him resemble a brainy bachelor doctor from the early 90s. Great look. They played 5 songs from their EP, which given it was only $5, I bought after the performance. The spruiker told the truth when he said the CD was even better than hearing them live-with the sound editing turning out to have been done by our dear friend Pete K. (Pete was responsible for the beautiful and moving soundtrack of Philip Glass at our wedding, and he and his wife have been generous with sharing baby equipment). My favourite song was NEUTRON.
The night itself was interesting-I wanted my school friend to join me, but mixed up the timing so that she arrived mid movie screening and left. To begin with, the band room was filled with friends associated with the guy that made the movie-a reasonably cliquey scene. I was lucky that my acquaintance insisted on the "pregnant" girl having a seat; and kept my good position for all of the screening. I also finally met Simon, my friend's friend who kept telling them he'd seen me shopping on Magill Road ("Simon saw me? Who is Simon? When did I meet him? Do you carry photographic identification of him?"). It is becoming clear to me I have reached saturation point, when I can't remember meeting people, or can remember meeting them but can't remember their names. This could be age/life circumstances/pregnancy hormones or all.
The night itself was interesting-I wanted my school friend to join me, but mixed up the timing so that she arrived mid movie screening and left. To begin with, the band room was filled with friends associated with the guy that made the movie-a reasonably cliquey scene. I was lucky that my acquaintance insisted on the "pregnant" girl having a seat; and kept my good position for all of the screening. I also finally met Simon, my friend's friend who kept telling them he'd seen me shopping on Magill Road ("Simon saw me? Who is Simon? When did I meet him? Do you carry photographic identification of him?"). It is becoming clear to me I have reached saturation point, when I can't remember meeting people, or can remember meeting them but can't remember their names. This could be age/life circumstances/pregnancy hormones or all.
Faith is the other issue-I was brought up with a faith. In adulthood that has been refracted into how I behave in regards to social justice. ERC taught me to combine compassionate acts with a spiritual belief. I don't think you can have faith without a community-individualism is not spirituality. What community will I bring my child up in? People who want health workers and teachers to take more responsibility for "saving" children, miss the point-the biggest protection comes from your family and circle around it. Public health and education are only ever a base for what you provide yourself.
At yoga today we had to do an experiment-talk to an existing mother to find out how many hours of the day are taken up with attending to a newborn baby, to work out how many hours are left for yourself to sleep/relax. My partner and I came up with 5. I asked if it is possible to take a screaming baby out for a walk in the park-it was recommended, though obviously this is more of a daylight hours option. This apparently means that together time for my husband and I will be:
- whilst I am sleeping
- If we manage to shower
- Whilst the baby is crying (which goes for up to 3 hours a day)
- Whilst I am breastfeeding (which can take up to 8 hours a day in the early weeks).
It sounds as though breastfeeding is the most "social" time I'm going to have. I am hoping my parents are happy to visit with groceries/entertain themselves with cleaning. This is all just speculation for now, but it feels good to get it down, and will be amusing to read in about 4 months time...
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