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Mommy Diaries: Baby Colum naps peacefully

Mommy Diaries: New York heat makes for cranky mama

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Mommy Diaries: Baby Colum naps peacefully

The summer has gotten the best of new mommy APRIL DREW, who’s beating the heat with a series of crazy dreams that have her questioning her sanity!

Well, we are halfway through our last summer in New York, and if I’m being honest I’m not making half enough effort to enjoy its potential. 

Once a sun worshipper, I now find New York summers a little too much to handle. The heat makes me a cranky mamma. So as a result I spend Monday through Friday in my air-conditioned apartment with Colum, my seven-month-old.

I do, on occasion, meet some of the girls for a natter at lunch or arrange a playdate with friends who have young kids, but our summer days are mainly spent indoors playing games, watching re-runs of The Bachelorette and surfing Facebook.  And like any good stay-at-home mom/wife, I regularly clean and make dinners.

Putting all this down on paper is a clear realization that I need to get a life.  Colum will ask me when he is older for a list of all the fun things we did together that one summer in New York, and what am I going to tell him?

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As a family we do make up for it at weekends, but I think it’s about time I embraced the sticky heat and begin to fill up my final summer days in New York with fun things to do.

Next summer the Irish weather may very well force us to stay indoors in our home in Ireland if this year’s weather reports from there are anything to go by.  So this week I’m planning to get a Westchester parks pass and spend at least one day a week in some of the beautiful parks and beaches that surround us in New York.

But it hasn’t been all doom and gloom while staying indoors!  I’ve got time to Skype our family and friends in Ireland -- mainly my mother -- every day. I’ve spent time teaching Colum sign language, and I think he signed the word “milk” for the first time today.

I’ve also just recently set up an email address for him. Why on earth would I do that, I hear you asking.

Well, my friend Sarah suggested I give Colum his own Gmail identity so I can email him photos, videos and send little messages to him every week. Fantastic idea I thought, and why not.
 
So now Colum James Mooney is officially a Gmail registrant. When he is old enough, I’m thinking maybe 12, I will give him his email address and password and he will have 12 wonderful years of information on himself and love notes from his mammy and other friends and family.

But certainly the most consistent thing I’ve done on a daily basis while cooped up in our apartment is dream. Yes, you read correctly -- dream.
Colum naps for about an hour in the morning, and more often than not I take this opportunity to lay my head down too, but it’s never a peaceful sleep.  I have had the craziest dreams -- sometimes hilarious, sometimes bloody scary!

For example -- last week I went to JFK Terminal Four, where Aer Lingus disembarks passengers, to pick up our “friends” who were visiting for a few days. John stayed outside in the car with Colum while I went in to retrieve our guests.

But these were no ordinary guests. I could see them in the distance. They did a great job disguising themselves. No one knew who they were except me.
It wasn’t until they got outside the terminal and into our five seater Ford Taurus that they took off their hats and glasses. John welcomed Queen Elizabeth and her husband Prince Philip to New York and informed them that traffic was heavy on the Deegan because of a Yankee game, so he planned to take the Bronx River Parkway home.

They weren’t pushed and we spent the whole car journey talking about Colum. Boy, was I glad when we got home to our air-conditioned two-bedroom apartment that I had a chance to clean it earlier that day. After a bit of lunch -- take away from Eileen’s County Kitchen in Yonkers -- John took Prince Philip to BJ’s wholesale store and Colum, the Queen and I hung out and watched Good Day New York.  The Queen commented on how cute the host Greg Kelly was!

Now if someone could please interpret that dream for me. Maybe I fancy myself as a bit of a royal!

Staying with “important” people later in the week, I found myself having a steamy affair with President Obama. A secret affair naturally that neither my husband nor Michelle Obama knew about. We always met at fancy bed and breakfasts in Ireland.

But on one particular occasion his cell phone rang and he told me he had to leave early. I was devastated, but nothing prepared me for the following hour of exhaustion.

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