I was eating meatballs for lunch and I heard Jeff yell from Leos' room-"Oh my god! Lauren get in here! This is a mess! He's got poop on his peep." so we had to give him an emergency bath. After the bath he was on the bed being dried off by both Jeff and I--(we would have hired a few more people to massage his feet while we dried him but Feb is a tight month) and it sounded like he said "Hi". I said "hi' back to him--and he said it over and over again--"hi" after I'd say "hi'. I say it was a fluke---Jeff swears he said "hi". Because I say it to him all the time. Hi. Such a sweet calming word..Hi. Hi.
I even like how it looks typed out--it looks like a Japanese word. I guess it is..it means--hi. Or 'have a seat'...I don't know. The sushi chefs always say it to us when they see us.
We had tickets to go to Hells Kitchen for a taping but we can't find a babysitter--or actually--it's more that we don't want to pay for someone right now and it's a 5 hour night and it's just too long to leave him with a new person. thought the babysitting thing went sooo well this week. Carla did a great job. And after the first initial day of leaving him it was no big deal. In fact during one of the rehearsals when Leo was mentioned--I was so caught up in my rehearsal I had to think for a second..."Leo...Leo...oh yeah! Leo! He's so cute."
I was relieved to feel that I was still as self-absorbed and not completely crippled with worry and guilt. The thought of somebody else hanging with him..and loving him. Or at the very least watching TV and patting his belly once in a while..made me happy. it takes a village. Or more like-It takes the Village People (i have so many gay friends).
Next week he's going to hang out with a friend of ours nanny who offered to watch Leo during rehearsals for free. People being that generous I find to be very stressful....but right now...we need the help and are taking her up on her offer. I'll bring her a banana. Or an autographed headshot. Or hell, both.
Speaking of generosity---the parents of Matt--THE LLOYDS and Emily THE BURKLES both sent Leo a gift. Not to just throw all my thank you's in together--they deserve more than that. But it was a shock both times...so sweet.
The Burkles sent Leo Colts stuff--a Colts teddy bear and football. When I opened the box and saw what it was I thought-"oh the Colts must not be in the superbowl and they got this stuff half off" but then I saw that INDEED the Colts are in...so we have our gear and are ready to go. Leslie sent some colts wear too---he'll be the biggest fan in the hood.
and the books that the Lloyds sent are beautiful and Leo really loves them. I love them too. He hasn't eaten them yet but it's nice to know that he can if he needs to. (they are made of this chewable paper).
Pardon my thank you in a form of a blog posting--which means you had to come to me to be thanked--which isn't how thank yous work. Or didn't work before Leo was born.
One thing...I have not been lonely. I'd planned on being lonely here in on the West Side of LA--but we have had so many visitors....and if anything things have been more social. Last week I had a lunch with 3 other friends are their babies...it was incredibly fun. They are all comedy ladies so they were a lot more fun then the newborn support group that i was going to. Tough crowd there. Every mother there made it clear they were not going to leave their babies with sitters until the baby was at least 6 months old and even then it would only be with a family member. The reason given being--because they loved their babies. I said 'well, I hate Leo so I'm looking for a nanny right now..."
Every morning Leo and I have a little conversation and it's so sweet. He talks and coos and smiles. I used to be excited to wake up in the morning because I couldn't wait to have a pop-tart (from whole foods--the HEALTHY KIND..god..judgy) and now I look forward to that. Amazing--i love leo more than pop-tarts.
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