Halloween part deux... and babies
First off, my baby is an absolute angel. There are times when I can put her in the crib awake, and if the lights are dim and the house is quiet, she'll just put herself to sleep. I thought my first was an easy baby, but now I'm realizing that it's more that he was an adorable happy baby, so it made dealing with all the fussiness worth it. This one is a legit easy baby. And she still smiles and coos and makes my day awesome on top of all that.
Also, Halloween... since I'm pretty sure nobody reads my LJ at this point, I gotta say that OMG I kinda love being a fruit fly in my friend's life, but most especially because of the stages that we're in right now. I feel like I've always had that one guy friend (usually, gay) that I've really connected with. Recently, my gay told me that his boyfriend is really into babies. Originally he himself wasn't interested in kids at all, but his boyfriend is so good and so adorable with babies that he's coming around. This Halloween weekend, I got to see just how adorable his boyfriend is with kids. I was holding Elara and he just said "aww, baby", and I implicityly trusted said boyfriend with my baby. He wound up holding her for the majority of the evening. It was immensely cute. My friend called his bf "babe", when I've never heard him be comfortable enough to use a pet name on a S.O. before. Gah, just so much gay cuteness!
Anyway, on to neighborhood's Halloween. I tried taking Conrad trick or treating... while also taking Elara.... disaster. Conrad was Captain America and I thought that it would be easier to take him around the neighborgood on his little push bike. He got on and immediately thought we were going to the park, so he got really upset when I stopped at the neighbor's. Meanwhile, I'm holding Elara in her little turtle costume so it was awkward to even hold her because the turtle shell is as big as she is. My neighbor had adult trick or treats, so I got a shot of wine, Conrad kind of got candy (not sure he actually made the connection that the things in the bucket were sweets and chocolates at the time) and tried going to my other neighbor's. Conrad got distracted by their dog and stayed there for 20 minutes... at which point, I was ready to go back to neighbor #1 and get another shot of wine... and Conrad was so distracted that I gave up. He was really more interested in moving candy from one container to another, and it didn't matter if it was his own or somebody else's, so we went back home and he had a blast giving candy to the Trick or Treaters that came to our door. At this point, though, it's safe to say that he understands that there's candy in his Halloween basket, seeing as he kept on pulling stuff out of his bag and asking me to open it.
On a totally unrelated (and glad nobody reads my LJ) note... it's really weird when I'm breastfeeding and hubby tries to kiss me amorously. Like, it's OK when he just gives me a peck on the mouth, but if he tries to really make out with me, my hormones go all crazy and I can't deal with it. He teased me about it, but it seriously just weirds me out to have those two competing feelings.






