Let it be said that today I did my very best.
I went unshowered, wearing a silk scarf over my bad-hair, to Whole Foods where I bought organic snacks and soy yogurt for my son (I usually don’t go for the pricey good baby fare.) I also got myself a little lunch at the hot food bar, which i ate while entertaining him outside the store, at a shady picnic table. I smiled and made faces. He wanted to be picked up. I obliged him. Putting him down for his nap at home later was a challenge. And it seems we both survived.
I marvel at the fact that I am a mother just about every other day. It seems just yesterday that I was a college student working at Crate and Barrel in San Diego, and nursing myself through a winter flu bug, wishing with all my heart that my own mommy was close enough that she could bring me juice, kiss me and rub my back while I laid in bed. Basically, I have only begun to know how to care for myself, and suddenly eight years have passed. I have a spouse and my own little one to rock-a-bye.

Ladies and gentlemen, I officially miss the Graco Infant Carseat!!! I bought Little J a big-boy seat (Evenflo Triumph) from Target and it is so CUSH, and awesome, but he falls asleep in it. I can no longer pop him out of the car without waking him. This presents problems. He’s not getting the proper naps, so he’ll cry and cry. Another good reason why I still am bumming around with dirty hair and no lip gloss! God, and he can really really wail now! His eight-month old lungs have POWER, which the little old ladies at the grocery store love to point out. 🙂 Yes, thank you, I say. I am a very proud parent.

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Today was the first day home after my show closed. The baby will have to get used to his room again, his crib, all the comforts of home. Surely, after 5 1/2 weeks, he was starting to think that Grandma and Grandpa’s house was his home. They let him watch American Idol. They are cool!
The drive home to LA last night was long. I am so sleep-deprived, but happy. I understand that Little J may cling a little more than usual. I may nurse him to sleep more often than not, for a few more weeks. Can’t follow all the books to the letter, can I? He may be confused, and I may be dazed, but things don’t look so terrible. I’m having fun. I got to sing and dance, and wear makeup!!
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