Gas & Laugh

I was sitting with Hayden and he was giggling and farting at the same time. I couldn't figure out if he was farting because he was laughing or laughing because he was farting. Either way, it was cute.

Ahhhh Poop

It's true, being a parent means you deal with a lot of poop. When I say a lot, I mean A LOT! Since Hayden started on solids (i.e. pureed fruits and veggies) he poos every time he eats. Every time. That's a lot of poo people!

Many times his poo doesn't fit in his diaper and it goes right up his back. This has happened more times than I can count. When I look at my little guy, I see a sweet, adorable, intelligent baby, although if you spent a significant amount of time with him you'd probably just see a poop machine.

My Secret Wish.

My secret wish is that Hayden becomes friends with a celebrity's child. They would meet in the playground and quickly become buds. This is how my blossoming relationship with celebrity would go:

Encounter #1:
celebrity: what a beautiful boy! And look at how our kids get along, it is adorable.
me: yours too - gorgeous hair. and they really are having fun - oh, look how your daughter is teaching my son how to climb the jungle gym. Precious.
celebrity: my daughter's name is Violet, and yours?
me: Hayden, and I'm Allison
celebrity: I'm Jennifer, nice to meet you. We actually have to leave, hope to see you soon.

Encounter #2:
celebrity: oh, hi again. look, our kids are playing together again! do you always come to the park at this time?
me: yes, we try to go after music class on Mondays, Wednesdays & Friday's.
celebrity: me too, except Violet has riding lessons every Friday. I live in the neighborhood if you want to get the kids together one day after school.
me: I'd love to. I also live close by so we can switch apartments. Let me check my schedule to see what days work for me and I'll get back to you. What's your number?
celebrity: why don't I take your number? I've had some trouble with stalkers recently and had to change it. Silly me, I don't even remember my new number!

Encounter #10:
celebrity: Hey, since we get along so well, maybe we should do a double date with our husbands. Let me check with Ben to get his schedule.
me: Sounds fab. I've been dying to check out that new Greek place, I'll make reso's.

Encounter #50:
celebrity: oh no! Ben can't make it to the oscar's this year and my mom has strep. Would you be interested in going with me?
me: would i?!!

it goes on and on from there....

On The Road......

I started traveling again and I can't wait to get home to my little guy. I'm sitting in the airport watching video of my little dude. I'm so excited to see him tomorrow morning when he wakes up!

My Boy HATES Green Beans!

He hates green beans, but really after eating homemade apples, sweet potatees and butternut squash, who can blame him?! Video shows his reaction to the beans - my boy has a flair for the theatrics.

If Only I Was A Lesbian!

Before you straight men get any funny ideas, I don't mean it in that way.

If I was gay, I'd have my partner have my next three kids. Now that I've been through the experience of pregnancy, I'm glad I did it, but I don't need to do it again. We'd go to the sperm bank and pick the guy with the most hair and highest IQ. I'd sit back and watch my partner's belly grow, get nauseous for several months, pee 3 times a night and let's not for get the conclusion - push a 8lb child out of her na-na. Knowing me, I'd be ever so envious of the attention she was getting, but I think I'd be able to get over that hurdle.

OMG! Hayden Is Talking!

This is amazing. My little guy, not even six months old, is talking. He repeats me when I say mamamama. He is truly a boy-genius.

I'm Mad!

I entered Hayden in a contest to be on the cover of a baby magazine. They were going to contact all finalists by 5/31. I was not contacted.

How were overlooked? I can't believe it. Hayden is the cutest child ever made, and for this magazine to snub us really makes this momma mad. This is the photo I entered. How could they have missed it!?

More About Mom Love.

What I'm coming to realize is that Mom's are extremely vulnerable. They give birth to this little thing, that they love more than anything in the entire world, and because of that love they are open to pain if god forbid something happens to their baby.

I watched Oprah the other day, about a mom who lost her little girl in a car accident - hit by a drunk driver. Watching this tore me up and broke my heart. I can't stop thinking about it and the awful pain this mother goes through everyday.

The love I feel for my little guy is more than I ever thought I could feel. It is overwhelming and because my love for him is so intense, I can't help but get scared that something could happen and we'd all fall apart. It's amazing how such a little guy, whose only been around for six months can capture our hearts in this fashion.

A Day In The Life Of My Crazy, Happy, Little Dude.