JEFF CALLED!!

And I missed it. He said they were at a tiny port for one day and he was using some guys phone who was in the store. It sounded like he just went up to somebody and was 'can I use your phone?" but maybe it was somebody from his boat who was in the store. Who knows--after over a week at sea he's really A MAN now so he speaks cryptically. He sounded great. They must be loving his pork chops. I hope so because I've been living on cereal and bread and butter. And pizza. And Pinkberry. Jeff sounded healthy-like he had all his fingers...but maybe this mysterious stranger with the cell phone was standing right there and the next time he calls me in private he'll be like 'OH MY GOD...I'm so constipated and my elbows hurt and." etc etc.

But it was momentous to hear his voice. Leo and I fought for five minutes after that over who missed him more. I won because Leo got distracted by a flashing light and forgot what we were talking about.

It really does 'take the village people' to raise a baby. I've had so many friends come by and help and have been asking help from everyone. A girl named Regina (who got me the audition for DATE NIGHT) wanted to come by to see Leo today and I asked if she'd mind seeing him as she pushed him in a shopping cart at Trader Joes. I have to stock up because Leslie comes tomorrow!!! Very exciting..I'll have live in help for a week. And companionship. And someone to tell me how I'm spoiling him. And then can turn around and spoil him herself.

Some highlights from the last week:

*My friend Jen came over and we went to the beach--then got Pinkberry delivered--then drank wine spritzers while watching Last Comic Standing. She loves Leo so much it's wonderful..and she's a massage person so she mooshed Leo's stomach around after he kept trying to poop and couldn't. What a sight that is---all day he would make eye contact and BEAR DOWN and turn bright red and grunt. It was awkward...especially cuz nothing was happening. I was cheering him on--'come on!! shit your pants!! shit them!"

*I didn't call my dad on Father's Day. Either of them. I don't think either of them are my real father--I'm waiting for the DNA results. (that's my excuse)

*My snobby friend-who I like--and who has 3 kids on his own and 3 nannys and housekeepers etc came over to watch Glee last night and he brought his tiny poodle with him and then shamed me for talking too quickly to Leo and for not sleep training him.

**Zach was devastated after the Celtics lost and then refused to do dishes or laundry and yelled at me for yelling at him and telling him how he 'always makes excuses instead of just doing things'. I was like 'if this is yelling--you've never been yelled at in your life". I should have worn a shirt that said 'I'M NOT THE LA LAKERS". He's in Berkeley now and will be leaving for Alaska on Saturday...Leo is going to miss him a lot. Me too but Leo already has this 'Zach is a rock star' scream that he reserves only for Zach. I try to tell Leo not to worship Zach so much because he never does the dishes but Leo finds that shallow and unimportant and gives me the "I can't believe you've been alive so much longer than I have and yet I know so much more" look that Zach perfected.

*last night I heard and saw my neighbor Andy come RUNNING home from work and then all this banging and commotion next door-which meant that his wife was IN LABOR!! I laid in bed trying to hear what they were saying as they packed up to head to the hospital. I could start crying right now thinking about it...I want 7 more babies. Imaginary babies made out of jello.

that's all. I'm trying to keep up the blog so if there's a WIFI patch on the open seas--he can read about what's happening.

OH--and the 6 month dr visit--WEIGHT 80th Percentile HEIGHT 85th percentile and HEAD 90th percentile. He's out of 6 month clothes. He's a giant baby. and healthy healthy healthy happy sweet--great napper--great eater--great companion--great sleeper--not so great at swallowing his own spit BABY.

Happy belated fathers day to my Dad Sid...my birth father Rob and to Jeff..my babydaddy.


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