Party in My Crib

Some good friends of ours welcomed their first child last night.  While I’m unreasonably glad that it is not us who have recently procreated, I’m also pretty much jump-out-of-my-skin ecstatic that they now have this new little boy to love.  There are some people in this world that you just know are going to make great parents, and these two are just that kind.   We got to spend some time with the two of them this past week which was really special because we don’t live anywhere near them anymore, plus it meant that we got to see the beautiful belly before the fruit was pruned (if you know what I mean). 

We also took a walk to fetch some excellent zeppoles.  If you have never eaten one of these delectable Italian donuts, go grab your favorite friend-with-child and head to a mom-and-pop pizza place, preferably in the New York metro area.  These sugary pastries are to-die-for, and are even better when you get to share them with a very small, physically restrained person that you can’t see.  This way, you can still steal the biggest donuts, and they can’t give you the eyes.

Also, is it just me, or have you too thought about how weird it is that someone can one day have a tiny human inside of them, and at that exact time the next day have that same tiny person emerge to be with them on the outside?  That’s a lot to accomplish in the matter of twenty-four hours.  It’s a little like a kangaroo with a Joey pouch – one moment they’re in, the next they’re out, spindly legs and all. 

  

In this video the sequence is: out of womb - slight pause - into pouch; but I want to caution you.  This progression only works with the Joey illustration.  There is no "returning" the child.  I would not attempt this feat with your baby whether you’re in the hospital, at home, with a midwife, or alone with your spouse – especially with your spouse.  This is, and will always be, a bad idea. 

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I don’t care if your baby has a face like Hitler and the splotchy skin of a shaved rabbit – It cannot go back. My husband always threats that should we ever have an ugly child, his plan is to return it from whence it came.  I think he’d better get some serious practice shoving a soapy Yellow Lab into a number ten can.

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As a parting note on babies, do you know how in maternity stores, they have those artificial “bumps” for you to strap on so you will get a better idea of how your prego clothes will fit? 

I wonder if those ever get stolen. 

Just a thought.