At three months old her dad and I took her into the Irish Rovers open door pub/restaurant at Expo 86. It was a festival atmosphere with full Celtic band playing. Older women scowled, men smiled welcoming affirmations, and some addressed us saying this is how all families should be. Many young people hovered with positive comments.
Alert and bobbing on my knee in time to the music, she ate, then slept while the band played on. Fastidiously changed and fed, (probably too much,) she never cried once.
From the beginning I promised myself I’d never be a whiny mom complaining about being tied down. Instead I had a diaper bag full of everything necessary to keep my treasured baby happy, plus a little Oscar cooler with a six pack of baby bottles. Off we went to discover the day! My daughter could sleep through anything and still can!
We enjoyed expo with our season’s passes, ambling through each exhibit, listening to different music along the way. People constantly stopped, remarking what a good baby she was. Most rewarding was a comment from a child care worker who’d been observing us all evening at Irish Rovers pub. Expressing how impressed she was with my mothering, and interaction with baby. Continuing to praise me, by saying she sees hundreds of children, but Pepper was the most well adjusted happy baby she’d ever seen. Her beautiful statement was just what a new mother needed and trumped all the negative gestures from the judgmental women glaring at me! In that instant I knew my indulgence was Okay!
My daughter still loves Celtic music Floggy Molly, and Drop kick Murphy’s, being top on her list. Last St. Patrick's Day she was at the Nine Fine Irish Men in Vegas a place she also loves!