Canciones para mamás

No sé si a todos les pasa, que escuchan una canción y dicen algún día le cantaré esa canción a mi (inserte el objeto de su afecto aquí).

Yo soy muy de esas, y es cierto que desde que me enteré que estoy embarazada, voy por la vida tarareando a ratos la canción de Alejandra Guzmán, yo te esperaba. Es una canción que siempre me gustó mucho y que posiblemente representa muchos de los pensamientos que las mamás tienen respecto a sus futuros hijos. 

Y pensé que tengo que buscar más canciones de papás, porque por más que pienso, por ahora solo me vienen a la mente aquella de vicentico, y un par más que sé que existen. 

Pero ayer, mi hermana me dijo que ahora sí tenía que escuchar la canción de Amanda Palmer al respecto, para que llegado el día no  me sienta la peor madre del mundo, y sepa que shit happens. Así que hoy hice mi tarea. Y pude verme perfectamente. Y es que todas las canciones sobre maternidad, hablan de lo mágico que es ese momento, de como se enamora uno de la criatura desde antes de conocerla, de como no hay nada mejor en la vida que ser padre. Pero seamos realistas, hay un chingo de cosas que nadie te dice sobre ello, probablemente porque de otra forma el mundo se acabaría. Así que la vd amé la canción, y la dejaré por aquí para recordarme en futuros momentos cuando sea necesario, que no soy la única que duda de sus capacidades y de haber hecho lo correcto. 

Amanda Palmer, A mothers confession


Verse 1]
Our son is four months old, his name is Anthony or Ash for short

And he's too small to do things by himself
We were in L.A. over Christmas in a rental and we jury-rigged

A place to change his diapers on a shelf
I was peeing in the bathroom and had left for just a second

'Cause I thought he couldn't move and he was safe
As I came out I saw him falling in slow motion to the floor

It was probably the worst moment of my life


[Verse 2]
And then I accidentally stole a thing of ChapStick from the Safeway

I didn't see it 'til we got out to the car
I would have usually returned it but I was overwhelmed and late

To take the baby to my cousin's up in Carmel Bay


[Verse 3]
In my defense, I'd bought like $87 worth of groceries
And the ChapStick was a $1.99
I know it wasn't the right thing to use
My newborn child as an excuse
But it felt like a good reason at the time


[Chorus]
And as I pulled out of the parking lot I cried
And as I pulled onto the highway I said, "Right?
At least the baby didn't die
At least the baby didn't die"


[Verse 4]
And then we went to Sarasota
To see Neil's cousin Helen
For her birthday she just turned ninety-nine
We were also there for Sidney
Who was ninety-four two days before
But he was sick, so mostly it was Ash and Helen time


[Verse 5]
She survived the Warsaw ghetto
And she always says "I love you"
When she sees you 'cause she knows you never know
She'd worked for months while I was pregnant
On a gorgeous handmade blanket
Her almost-hundred-year-old hands crocheting every row


[Verse 6]
I'd been emailing her pictures of the baby and the blanket
Every day since she had sent it in the mail
But they were of one that someone else had knitted
She was really nice about it
Then I went and shoplifted a pair of ugly sunglasses

From Goodwill, they were on my head
I'd tried them on and left them there
But that's not really bad compared to
When we left the baby in the car


[Verse 7]
At least he wasn't in there very long
And not directly in the sun
And thank God no-one walking by happened to notice what we'd done
I'm even scared to put these lyrics in a song


[Verse 8]
But everything is relative and everyone's related
I can't do that much right now
But take care of this baby
I figure everything's technically all right
If at least this baby doesn't die


[Verse 9]
And then I took a plane to Washington alone
So we could visit Jason Webley who's his godfather
And plays a mean accordion
I couldn't wait to see him and share tales of our disasters
Over dinners in his houseboat when I saw I'd lost my passport
So I got a rush appointment at the place where you replace them
And I drove the baby in and on the way I got a speeding ticket


[Verse 10]
When the cop came to the window I was shaking and I said "I'm sorry"
But you couldn't hear me that's how loud the sound of screaming was
'Cause he was hungry and I think that I was speeding
'Cause I panic when I hear him cry
My God, what kind of a mother am I?


[Chorus]
And as I pulled out of the breakdown lane I cried
And as I pulled out on the highway I said "Right?
At least the baby didn't die
At least the baby didn't die"


[Verse 11]
While I was waiting for my passport I was hungry so
I twittered for a coffee in the neighborhood
And there I saw a woman who was sitting at the bar
And it was noon and she was drinking
And she called across the diner to me, "How old is your baby?"
And she smiled at us nursing
And she said she had a daughter who was grown
And then she paused
And said she also had a son


[Verse 12]
And when I'd paid and was about to leave
I picked him up and crossed the room and touched her sleeve
I said, "Hey, this baby wanted to say hi"
And she held him tight and she started to cry


And I'm sorry that this story's gotten long
And that everybody's crying in this song


[Verse 13]
And then I got back in the car and turned the radio and heater on
And sat there with the baby in the back
And they were talking about Syria and climate change and ISIS
And the candidates' positions on Iraq
I feel so useless in this universe
I know I could be doing worse
I'm trying hard to stay at peace inside
I know it's hard to be a parent
But this mess is so gigantic
I wonder if I should have had a child


[Outro]
And as I pulled out of the parking lot I cried
And as I pulled out on the highway I said, "Right?
At least the baby didn't die, right?"
At least the baby didn't die
At least the baby didn't die
At least the baby didn't die
I may not make it to the passport place on time
And they might revoke my license for a while
And I might get caught for retroactive theft
And I might get turned into the DSS
But at least the baby didn't die