You are my Boogaloo!

So I had to stop and think, which is something I do often now. I bought another copy of the best of the Dead Milkmen, again. The Dead Milkmen are a band I began listening to at the sweet age of 10. My friends older brother had a song on a mix tape called “Bitchin’ Camero”. A few years later the radio played “Punk Rock Girl”. I liked it better. Punk Rock Girl had me at “we’ll dress like Mini Pearl”. Here it is many years, songs, and lyrics later I still think I am 23. This is something that I have been struggling with. How in the world could I be turning 30? I still read my Spin Magazine, that the man bought for me before I got married. I am wearing my Joan Jett black T-shirt. You know I am listening to Handsome Boy Modeling school, and the Rilo Kiley on my CD player, with 1990s and Peter,Bjorn, and John on my Ipod. (yes, they are all bands.) When I blink again, there is the scary side of reality, the dishes in the sink, the laundry up to my eyeballs and my one year old.
For a Christmas party, I colored my highlights “magenta”. It looked pretty with my sweater and jeans that I purchased for just the occasion. I had a good time with it. Now that the party is over, and the color has faded…I am having second thoughts about it. When I got to church today I sat down and family with a young girl sat next to us. The Girl saw my one year old and waved at her with a smile. The smile faded and she began to look confused. She pointed to my hair “Your hair has color in it, all over?” I think it was more of a statement, but she was confused. I have never thought twice about my Blue hair, Pink hair, or the sassy Reds. I had to question myself, do
mom’s have Magenta colored hair? It was okay to have colors all over my hair, because I was young, in my 20’s. Last night I only got two hours of sleep. This isn't because I was out at a club watching a band I REALLY wanted to see. My one year old got sick, and she was so sad. She gave me her sideways smile and cuddled up to me so she could sleep easier, because I was mommy and my love makes her feel better. Sometimes I think that its hard for me to understand how I can be me that it took me forever to become, and to be the mommy i need to be. It's getting easier for me to combine the two and its a whole lot easier with my sweetie, my monkey, my favorite shoe, my boogaloo...My little love EV.