This big guy and his brother and sister are here to spend the night.
I am indeed making barbecued chicken and macaroni and cheese and broccoli.
I got the box kind of macaroni and cheese. I told Mr. Moon about that. He's pretty excited.
I reminded him this morning about that. He said, "I know. I could hardly sleep for thinking about it."
I really have nothing else to say this evening. I had a most lazy day today.
I did start watching a docuseries on Netflix called "Babies."
If anything could make a sixty-five year old woman ovulate, that would be it.
I already learned that when a woman gives birth, her brain changes and one result of these changes is that she becomes incredibly concerned for her child's safety. This makes sense.
HOWEVER. That change never changes back.
Which explains a lot.
When a mother tells her forty-year old child, "You will always be my baby," she can't help it. It's her amygdala.
I told Lily this and she said, "There should be an eighteen year cut-off date for that shit."
Sigh.
Happy Friday, y'all.
Love...Ms. Moon
well, giving birth is a pretty powerful experience so I'm not surprised it changes our brains. have fun tonight.
ReplyDeleteoh, and we have hot water!!!
YAY! Hot water! The best. I am so happy for you.
DeleteAnd get this- the brains of men who are primary caretakers of babies also change in the same way! I am fascinated.
I think there was in my house...
ReplyDeleteI think there was in mine too. If not, it was severely compromised by other brain stuff.
DeleteI made mac and cheese for supper tonight. Put the water on to boil for the mac. In another pan, first melt some butter and whisk in some flour to make the rue to heat the milk and melt the cheese. And so on and so forth. I even had to run the dishwasher tonight.
ReplyDeleteThat's how I make macaroni and cheese too but I know the kids like the kind in the box a lot better. So that's what we had. I had to run my dishwasher too, which was not exactly surprising.
DeleteMy caring spilled over onto my patients:)
ReplyDeleteI did some research on my sourdough, I don't think I'm using enough water so I'm going to try a couple of different things tomorrow. Hope you have a wonderful weekend.
Good luck!
DeleteWow, your discovery does explain a lot. I have two sons in their 40s and I still worry about them like they were little! At least when they are little you can do something about it - right?
ReplyDeleteExactly! It's a freaky thing, isn't it?
DeleteMy daughter turns 48 today. You are right, the change never changes back. Love that powerful is almost painful, at least sometimes.
ReplyDeleteSometimes it's very, very painful. Let's be honest.
DeleteThat is the absolute truth. I would step in front of a speeding bullet for my children, it's not even a question. I'll never forget someone telling me when my first was born that I had now given permission for my heart to walk around outside my body for the rest of my life. Enjoy those beautiful babies.
ReplyDeleteI've heard that saying before too and it's exactly the way it is. And you can't control the worry sometimes! But I guess that's why the human race is still here. I imagine that a lot of animals have the same things going on in their brains.
DeleteI agree absolutely. You will always be a mother. I was just thinking this when my son and his wife got stuck for 2 nights at London airport last week. I couldn't sleep until I knew they were safely in a hotel. He's 27 and she's 30 but … what can you say!
ReplyDeleteAll you can say is- it is what it is. They were certainly old enough to take care of themselves and there wasn't a thing you could do beyond the things you did and yet...SO MUCH WORRY!
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