When my daughter was just a teeny, tiny baby, I made up this crazy song each that I would sing to her as we exited the bath tub and wiped down the excess water. I named it the "Naked Baby" song. Now two and a half years later, I still sing the song (I can't believe I remember the lyrics) each and every night but now my little girl sings it with me. It is completely bewildering that she learned the song and has come to expect it. It's moments like those that I cherish. Just like my going to bed song. Although, these days its harder to get her to go to sleep but for the one minute I sing that song to her all cradled up in my arms its just pure joy for me.
As a little girl I would look on my mom’s arm and wonder why she had such a weird mark near her shoulder. A few days ago, as the warm solution penetrated my bloodstream, I started to cry remembering my mom’s mark. The nurse asked me if I was okay and I told her I was so incredibly happy. As a diabetic I was stressed never knowing if I was doing enough to avoid it but also, keeping some semblance of life in doing outdoor things. I cried because I am incredibly grateful to the SCIENCE that made this possible in only a year. Less time for me to worry about my only kiddo should the worse happen. If ur on the fence...I’ve worked in entertainment for over 20 years and I’ve seen first hand how easy celebrities influence the public. Some do good and others well...I’m happy to have a little bit of the gracious Dolly Parton with me. Scientists on the other hand, very rarely get the recognition for their years of study, years of research and expertise contributing to (wo)mankind....
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