my melancholy baby

Of course, I do have a baby.  Neither in the literal or figurative sense of the word.  Nor am I feeling particularly melancholy.  Just frustrated really.  And it has nothing to do with the kids, but merely the shortcomings of my own body.

I am losing my voice.  Every single week on this job I think I am always losing my voice.  Then when I am home for a couple of weeks it comes back right away and I sing constantly and it never goes away nor even hurts.  I think it's a combination of constantly projecting it to the kids and always fighting off getting sick.  I am eating well and exercising every day, but I am so tired.  Every day right before rehearsal all I can think about is how tired I am.

I am really very happy, but right now I am extremely annoyed about my ever-disappearing voice.  And the fact that I had to move spaces in the middle of my rehearsal with the seasiders for a basketball practice that someone in charge of reserving spaces was apparently aware of but failed to tell me.

Some day soon I will have a voice and a rehearsal space that is available to me straight through for two hours.  The babies are a bit farther off.

(p.s. I watched "Sense and Sensibility" tonight- I am finding new appreciation in all of my favorite movies from childhood and discovering that even at age twelve (or possibly younger?) I have incredibly good taste!)