You’re probably starting to think that I’m getting a little gangsta keeping with the R&B theme, but a good club beat is hard to knock. I loved the song, In Da Club by 50 cent when it came out, it bridged a gap across my mainstream musical landscape. It let me experience another side to life. Nodding my head, I felt like I was in da club, even if it was for a fleeting moment.
It’s a lovely place to be, in a club, a place where you can share an experience, or a time of your life with another. Especially, when it’s your love. I used to own a Kombi, I dubbed it Blue Moon, and I was absolutely stoked when I could finally drive something I loved everyday. The Kombi is of course, loved by many, and I had unexpectedly found myself in a new da da da da da da da club. I would drive down the coast, or just around town visiting friends, loving the feeling of sitting up high on the road, turning a bus wheel, and listening to da humming of the engine. Other Kombi drivers, knowing the joy I was experiencing, would wave when passing, or chat about it at parks or parties, lovingly sharing the finer details of our motor babies – Is yours a pop top too? How good are they!!
It was such a nice connection to a greater unknown community. Random conversations with people who I didn’t know, except for the fact that we shared a love, and each time was a pleasant and interesting encounter. I’m sure everyone can relate, we all have our loves and hobbies.
Although I ended up having to cash in at this club, selling my beloved blue moon to finance another beloved which involved an extended stay in Ireland, I knew that the club would be fine without me. It has plenty of members, I would miss it, but in the end I was just happy to be a part of it.
I’m now over the moon, in more ways than one, at being a new devotee to the long awaited (especially in my mum’s eye) parent club, and it’s the best club ever ! Better than any club by a mile and half, with a membership greater than any club I can think of. I am finding it so very true in what they say, you’ll never love something more. It’s amazing the capacity for parents and strangers to connect over common loves, and the most common love that we have as humans, I now believe, is the love of our own child, perhaps the love of a good sleep coming a close second. As a fresh club member, and perhaps feeling a little enlightened from the initiation of sleep deprivation, I now understand this common love, and love to share this love with all other members – old, new, soon to be, and want to be. It’s a great way to bond.
Just today, Marilyn and I had a wonderful discussion with a Mum, and her 1 year old, Connor. It was so interesting to see another bub hitting his first year milestone, especially when compared to our just turned four week old bub. We could see a little bit into our future, and were eager to hear stories of what was to come, the mother more than happy to chat to new club members to share her experience.
Another time, we met with close friends at New Farm Park down near the river, and one of the couples had a two year old, Leo. Again for us, it felt like looking into the crystal ball and seeing the future. Greg, Leo’s father, is probably looking ahead at 4 year olds, and marvelling the steps Leo will climb.
From just these two experiences, it was crystal clear, the huge advances our little ones take in the first couple of years. From our little Rory, still sleeping, grumbling, and a little unsure, to Connor, sitting up at the café tables having his first babyccino and waving at other clientele, to Leo, standing tall, playing games with adults, and showing signs of the little man he is to be.
I can’t wait to see little Rory become the little man he is to be, and he’s already showing signs that he’s enjoying the journey. Hopefully one day, down the track, he will have the pleasure of joining this new parent club too, and myself and Marilyn, a grander club again.
Tip of the Ice-blog #8
Bouncing baby boy, this old adage is so true. Our little guy loves to bounce, and it is one of the best methods for getting him to calm, burp, poop and sleep. My other mates who are fathers have said the same. If all else fails, bounce in da club ya hear !