I was going to reword “Purple Haze” with a parody version called “Baby Brain” but realized that is very not necessary. So below I have only replaced the title with my own :
“Baby all in my brain,
lately things don’t seem the same,
actin’ funny but I don’t know why
‘scuse me while I kiss the sky.
Baby Brain all around,
don’t know if I’m coming up or down.
Am I happy or in misery?
Whatever it is, that girl put a spell on me.
Help me
Help me
Oh no, oh
Yeah, Baby Brain all in my eyes,
don’t know if it’s day or night,
you’ve got me blowing, blowing my mind
is it tomorrow or just the end of time?
Help me, yeah, Baby Brain!”
Yes indeedy, that pretty much sums up what is going on over this way recently.
Welcome to the Adjust Bureau. Adjusting to a new life that no longer revolves around me or my partner. As well as this new guilt, the worst kind of guilt, mom guilt. Wowza, it packs an internal wallop. is almost a super power in itself, but a horribly annoying one. So. This is happening (she chicken peck types with one hand while holding her cranky child with the other).