Ayo Zay!: 12|04 update

Yesterday Melissa called me into the room to look at something the baby was doing. Turns out she wanted me to watch him poo. It just came out slowly and steadily like a frozen yogurt machine, swirling onto the diaper. I felt sick yet it was hard to look away because it was so perfect. Fresh tube of tooth paste perfect. I held my nose the whole time but then I started thinking about all the poo particles going into my mouth and I ran to the sink and gagged. Melissa on the other hand was fascinated. I guess there's something about being a new mom that makes you immune to these kinds of things.

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Last week was Thanksgiving. Boy is there a list of things to be thankful for this year. Our house is (more or less) a home now, we got a new baby, and we got a new car. All major milestones. I told Meliss that next year I hope I can be just as thankful, even if there aren't any life-turning events, though I'm sure there will be . It's easy for me to get caught up in life and family and career but everyday I thank the Lord for Melissa and Isaiah. On top of that though, I'm so thankful for the love in our family, the support from our church and friends, and all the other small things that make life run smoothly.

But anyway, we decided to bring the baby to our 10th annual 'Friendsgiving' hosted by her childhood friend Kristine. Melissa had been asking if we'd be able to bring the baby to Friendsgiving since before Zay was even born. I didn't think it was a good idea because he was scheduled for delivery on Nov 5 and wouldn't have been a month old yet. Zay apparently had other plans and came out a good 2-3 weeks early. Our hostess friend recently just bought an oceanside property too so it just solidified our resolve to swing by. We figured we wouldn't be there long but just long enough to make an appearance. We had rules set on who could hold the baby, that everyone had to hand sanitize, and a 2 drink max in order to handle him. Let me tell you, as soon as we walked through the door, all the ladies went beserk and all our rules went out the window. The baby was passed around so much that I barely had a chance to hold him throughout the night. Something about having a baby in the house made all the girls' voices go an octave higher so the house sounded like everyone had sucked in helium balloons. It was nice though, because it got a lot of people talking about "how grown up we are now" and "remember when 10 years ago..." and other insights. I hope that having firsthand held a new baby would have planted some sort of seed for our young married friends and Zay can grow up with some companions. We ended up staying there til past 2am and Zay was right in the midst of people drunkenly screaming, taking shots, and getting hyphy. I heard they even had Zay twerk, which I do not approve of (I'm shaking my head while writing this sentence). But that boy was knocked out for almost the entire evening. The loudness of the party and the music even bothered me, but baby Zay don't wake up for nobody!

Happy Thanksgiving y'all. I'm unashamed to say that I started listening to holiday music the day after and I'm excited to celebrate our first Christmas together as a family.