Orly Pics

Here is the latest Orly album!

It's all takin' and no givin'

Yesterday marked the beginning of a new chapter . . .my return to full time employment post baby. Maybe it was the cold I am fighting off, the lack of sleep, the fact that my cell phone mysteriously quit working after only two months and I had to find time during the day to haul my ass out to the cell phone store (god forbid Verizon has a location DOWNTOWN) or that things at the office are in their usual "dramatic/Chicken Little state," that made me less than pumped and awesome to drive down the hill and into my office. Maybe it was also that I missed my kid. (I did show some self control and only checked her Picassa album twice during the day.)

It isn't that I want to stay at home with her full time (God knows), it is just that I didn't want things to change so drastically with the shrill whelp of the alarm clock. It is just that would have prefered to "work up to it" a bit more that I was able to do.

Anyway, I will survive and today has been a bit better. Maybe it was the fact that O slept like a champ last night which meant her mother and I got a few extra winks. It is, really, at this point, all I can ask for.

Happy Birthday to Me

How time flies. Orly is one month old today. She continues to be pumped and awesome.

"Can I check under your hood?"

Here, Orly rocks her "Bunco" attendant uniform. I couldn't resist!

Fashion Plate

Orly has been packing on the ounces over the last ten days an so, I had to pack away her "newborn" clothes, most of which she barely wore. With the exception of an adorable onesie from Anna, the newborn clothes were more utilitarian than fashionable. Outgrowing the newborn clothes, however, means that O is now stylin in her 0-3 month attire, much of which is fierce. Here, O demonstrates her gang signs in a hot outfit from Aunt Hester and Uncle Gianni and then proudly shows off her first hoodie. I am counting the days until she can wear the Dolly Parton onesie made for her by Aunt Gab.

Speaking of fashion, when is Ricky going to be "out" of Project Runway? His clothes are so not fierce.

"Are you going to blog about spilling coffee on the baby?"

One morning this week (I can't remember which one as every day right now feels like Sunday) I was enjoying some coffee while Orly and I were chilin and watching a Kathy Griffin standup concert on Bravo. I think she is hilarious. How could I not as her entire act is centers around celebrity gossip? Plus, she reminds me of one of my favorite people on the planet, JK Taylor. Anyway, Kathy was making fun of Paula Abdul, a worthy subject, and said something that made me do a spit take and send coffee flying onto Orly's head. Thank God the coffee was tepid and Orly didn't seem to mind. M didn't even seem that horrified and we eventually, like at 7 p cleaned the coffee stains from her head. I have noted this in the record books as my first, of what I am sure will be a long line, of reckless parenting moments.

Pics

Here's a link to Orly's latest photo album: Orly

I surrender!

Here's Orly in her favorite position, "I surrender!" She is also working on "I swear!" "crime scene" "Dracula a.k.a good evening" and "pin up."

Overdue

I have been trying to post for days but like a shower and a hot meal time to write has alluded me. So much has happened with Orly plus there is the not whole Britney/Dr. Phil showdown, presidential politics, yada yada yada.

First, the babe . . . Orly is doing well. She is sleeping in her bassinet at night waking to feed and get a fresh diaper. This happened once we got her in a cozy little sleep sack and gave her a pacifier. I know, we caved on Day 7 but it had to be done. She is very curious and alert and loves to suck her fingers/hands. She is currently asleep in her "Rainforest" bouncy seat (she's hip, ya know) or as I call it, her kiddie crack chair. Hence, my ability to write this quick post. M and I are hanging in, though we would kill for four straight hours of sleep. The whole breast feeding thing has been stressful but things seem to be on a up swing.

The only downer in my life at the moment is the WGA strike. It is really putting a cramp in my baby TV watching. Don't get me wrong, I support the writers. The producers are greedy bastards and need to cough up a deal. It's just not only are there no new episodes of any of my shows but the guests on Ellen really really suck. So, I am watching a lot of What No to Wear, Oprah and of course, am doing my lesbionic duty and watching the new season of The L Word. I have also been forced to watch Cashmere Mafia, so you know I am desperate. Oh, and the awards shows which I love, love, love are all getting canceled. Stop the madness.

Oh, no. The crack is wearing off. More later. Gotta Go.

No Sleep til Brooklyn

Before I get started a few shout outs of thanks.

In no particular order, much props and thanks to:

• Hester and Abby, for respectively talking me off the ledge last night. It meant more than you know.
  
• Carolyn, for driving in from Oxford bearing delicious food. Seriously, I need the recipe for the casserole.
  
• Kimberly, for the In Style and beer. By the way, Katie Holmes, who graces the cover, is not the sharpest pencil in the box.
• Stefanie, for coming over with even more provisions and a second boppy.
• Claire and SER, for being our heroes.
  
• Gianni, for the conversation and the enjoyment of his new blog, Food Boom. You have found your milieu, my friend.
• Gab, for the endless emails and good cheer.
• Hannah and Craig, for the sweet Brooklyn hoodie. You know how much I love the hoodie and now Orly has two. The first, which is equally as sweet, was from the lovely Jamie and was representin' the 191 (aka Philly).
• All my peeps for the calls and emails.
• And, Orly and M, for keeping me company.
  

As I write this Orly is asleep in her car seat. With the exception of five minutes here or there she has not been much for the being "put down." This means sleep has come in very short shifts and supply. It is a very strange sensation, the sleep deprivation. I feel completely punch drunk. And so, I am savoring this moment of quiet and free hands and hoping it will last a little while.

Otherwise, Orly is doing great and meeting all her marks (i.e. eating, peeing and pooping). Each day we seem to learn some thing new and hopefully understand her a little better. She is incredibly sweet and curious even for six days here on the outside.

I will post more pictures very soon.

PS On an unrelated note, Happy Birthday SER!