children's rhymes are soooo violent

I've been playing children's music for Baby Madi everyday; she enjoys having music on while she is falling asleep.

After listening to baa baa black sheep a few hundred times, I noticed that there were some very violent rhymes...

Goosey Goosey Gander

Goosey Goosey Gander,
Whither shall I wander?
Upstairs and downstairs
And in my Lady's chamber.
There I met an old man
Who wouldn't say his prayers,
So I took him by his left leg
And threw him down the stairs.

The stairs went "crack"
He broke his back
And all the little ducks went "quack, quack, quack"

Michael Finnegan

There was an old man named Michael Finnegan
He had whiskers on his chin-igan
They grew out and they grew in-igan
Poor old Michael Finnegan! Begin again...

There was an old man named Michael Finnegan
He went fishing with a pin-again
Caught a fish and threw it in-again
Poor old Michael Finnegan! Begin again...

There was an old man named Michael Finnegan
He grew fat and then grew thin-again
Then he died and had to begin again-
Poor old Michael Finnegan! Begin again...

happy 2 month birthday

I am finally 2 months old, YAY!!!

It's been the best 2 months so far... amazingly tiring.

Baby Madi is finally on a schedule... her formula intake has increased again. She's guzzling down 120cc/ml per 3-4 hours, 140cc/ml nighttime bottle. She sleeps at an average of 9 hours in the evening(without waking up for feedings) and naps at average of 5 hours during the day. She's asleep for about 14 hours and awake 10 hours throughout the day. What a PIGGGGGYY!!!


Every time I look at Baby Madi, I know we did the right thing. She completes our life as a family; she fills the empty-ness in my heart when I miss home. Being her Mommie just feels right, like there is not a single doubt. The creepy thing is that when I am not with her(which I am 22 out of 24 hours of the day), I miss her. If that's not LOVE, I don't know what is!!! Oh gosh, I am sooooo gushy. Yeah, this is unconditional LOVE.