Sunday, April 15, 2007
saturday at the park
I feel like I've turned into one of those mothers who shows picture after picture of her baby to all who will look! I guess that's my prerogative here, since this is my blog (preblogative?!), but still. I was watching Notes From the Underbelly Thursday night, and there was a scene where the main character and her divorce-lawyer friend talk about how, after their friends have babies, all they talk about is head measurement percentiles and tummy time. I half-smiled, half-cringed. They could have added bowel movements, sleep patterns and nursing bras. I've never been caught pumping in a dressing room, but I have used the occasion to nurse Daniel, hoping to squeeze another 10 minutes of shopping out of our trip to Banana Republic. And the bit about hideous maternity underwear? Huh ... I still wear mine from time to time. They're so comfortable.