What can I do to make you feel secure?
Remove all your doubts so that you know for sure
That you're the apple of my eye Mom!
-El Debarge, Time Will Reveal
I'm a closet cheesy RnB fan- I heart Debarge. I like to sing this song at the top of my lungs in my car using my shower comb (that hangs from the rear view) as my microphone. This is hilarious on many levels, of course, but mostly because I don't have a jheri curl and this song is sung compleeeetely in falsetto.
I was reminded of this song today around 10pm when we were bathing my boy in the sink. We got out his rubber ducks and after we drained the tub once because of some poo that snuck out with a baby beef. Then we got off to our best bath to date. We splished and we splashed, we stared at the light above the sink. And then it happened- my boy smiled.
He's been warming up for it all week but I wasn't convinced it happened yet until tonight.
It started off as it usually does when his eyes light up and something catches his gaze.
But this time the light spread and moved to one side of his mouth causing it to curl upwards. The other side quickly followed. I squealed (shrieked, really) with delight and it scared the shit out of him so his glance darted ferociously between Todd and me unsure what to do next.
I had to be cool. Had to regroup.
I collected myself after I realized my error and got back to quietly splishing and splashing.
And it happened again.
It was a full, open mouth, toothless smile. The kind that pushes your chin forward with the tilt of a head. It looked like it came from the tips of his tippy-toes to shine through his little blue-grey eyes.
What a feeling.
We were at Spoon's yesterday for Cruz's 30th and Isrut commented that Maks smiled at her (he should have, she got him probably the coolest book ever. A compilation of Dr. Suess books? Un-fuggin-real. Really. I love books.)
I was a mommy jerk for a minute and said (kidding but sort of serious- I mean who's spent the past four weeks midnight feeding, 24 hour soothing, changing, playing with, etc this kid?! Me!? I get his smile!), "no he did not smile because he hasn't ever done that yet-he'll smile at his mother for the first time and that's the end of it (all in one breath)."
And right here is why I love my friends. To my crazy rant, without allowing a second to pass, she replied, "yea, it was probably a yawn."
Thanks, Isrut. You're the best :-)
So we can cross smiling and going to New Jersey off the list after this weekend. Two milestones down, 3,872,152 to go.
Now go listen to Debarge. You won't regret it.
Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry
Remove all your doubts so that you know for sure
That you're the apple of my eye Mom!
-El Debarge, Time Will Reveal
I'm a closet cheesy RnB fan- I heart Debarge. I like to sing this song at the top of my lungs in my car using my shower comb (that hangs from the rear view) as my microphone. This is hilarious on many levels, of course, but mostly because I don't have a jheri curl and this song is sung compleeeetely in falsetto.
I was reminded of this song today around 10pm when we were bathing my boy in the sink. We got out his rubber ducks and after we drained the tub once because of some poo that snuck out with a baby beef. Then we got off to our best bath to date. We splished and we splashed, we stared at the light above the sink. And then it happened- my boy smiled.
He's been warming up for it all week but I wasn't convinced it happened yet until tonight.
It started off as it usually does when his eyes light up and something catches his gaze.
But this time the light spread and moved to one side of his mouth causing it to curl upwards. The other side quickly followed. I squealed (shrieked, really) with delight and it scared the shit out of him so his glance darted ferociously between Todd and me unsure what to do next.
I had to be cool. Had to regroup.
I collected myself after I realized my error and got back to quietly splishing and splashing.
And it happened again.
It was a full, open mouth, toothless smile. The kind that pushes your chin forward with the tilt of a head. It looked like it came from the tips of his tippy-toes to shine through his little blue-grey eyes.
What a feeling.
We were at Spoon's yesterday for Cruz's 30th and Isrut commented that Maks smiled at her (he should have, she got him probably the coolest book ever. A compilation of Dr. Suess books? Un-fuggin-real. Really. I love books.)
I was a mommy jerk for a minute and said (kidding but sort of serious- I mean who's spent the past four weeks midnight feeding, 24 hour soothing, changing, playing with, etc this kid?! Me!? I get his smile!), "no he did not smile because he hasn't ever done that yet-he'll smile at his mother for the first time and that's the end of it (all in one breath)."
And right here is why I love my friends. To my crazy rant, without allowing a second to pass, she replied, "yea, it was probably a yawn."
Thanks, Isrut. You're the best :-)
So we can cross smiling and going to New Jersey off the list after this weekend. Two milestones down, 3,872,152 to go.
Now go listen to Debarge. You won't regret it.
Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry
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i need to meet this lil guy in person soon!
Catching up on blogs because I was offline for a week.