So I’ve been spending a lot of time talking to my baby about staying a baby.
“Cash – you’re 9 months now. And I love your face. And your smile. And your chubby legs. And well, everything about you. And I would like you to stay a baby. Given everything I’ve done for you and I won’t go into details but I will mention that every time I played tennis when I was pregnant, I felt like there was a head digging into my lady parts and let’s just say it didn’t feel great and my tennis game certainly suffered. So given that and a whole bunch of other things too, I would just appreciate if you could stay all sweet and babyish and not do that growing up into a crazy toddler thing.”
And Cash looked at me with those sweet brown eyes and I swear he mumbled, “I’m off to chew on an electrical outlet.”
Damn it. It’s over.
I know because I was wearing him in the Baby Bjorn the other day and I glanced in the mirror and it looked like I had Mini-Me from Austin Powers strapped to my chest.
I’m not good at letting my babies go. No, not good at all.
And despite my pleas and strong negotiating skills, it looks like he’s just going to keep growing.
Just go ahead and do it Cash. Get big on me. Your babyhood will become a sweet, fuzzy memory.
I’d say you’ll become something amazing but you have to understand, you are already amazing.
Love you baby.
mama bird notes:
I’m working with TNT, checking out their new unscripted show (that’s fancy for reality TV), “The Private Lives of Nashville Wives.” The premier episode takes place during CMA Fest. And within a few moments of watching, I am already craving BBQ, a pool shaped like a guitar and a pink bedazzled Vespa.
The show revolves around 6 women (all pretty and done up Kardashian style) who I had a little trouble keeping straight. Of course one is a former Hooters’ girl. There were two Cuban twins (Betty & Ann) who fight a lot about a dead pig and made me renew my commitment to turkey bacon.
Since, I’m not really into reality cat fighting, I was a whole lot more interested in Sarah Davidson who is trying to make it as a singer in Nashville. She is married to Dallas Davidson (who not only has the best name ever but is also a hit songwriter). She’s quite sweet and I found myself rooting for her and wondering why her husband can’t just write her a kick ass song. More next week. Mondays on TNT 10 pm/ 9 C.
This is a sponsored recap of Nashville Wives. All ideas are my own.