A week of babies

Simon. photo by elise

What's this season's hottest accessory? That's right! It's babies ya'll. If you don't have one yet, GET ONE. Your summer ensemble isn't complete without one of these velvety ball-headed burritos slung over your shoulder or nestled just below your new amazing cleavage. Dress them in complementary colors to your own outfit, or go with a juicy saturated color to really make them pop. Pair with over-sized shades to hide your tired eyes and your sexiest house slippers.

Really though, all my friends finally hopped on the baby train and it's exciting and wonderful to meet the little ones who are turning their respective worlds upside down. This week was one long baby party and I loved it. Five babies in seven days? Bring it! Ruby was completely fascinated and today we wrote a story in which Jesse turned from a bearded pirate into a mermaid man and finally, into a baby with a pacifier. Ha! My friends tease Evan and I for our love of infants but can you blame us for fawning? Babies are magic.

highschool sweethearts me'n'elise

the other memeber of the trifecta, dara

Miss Judah and Dara

Judah warrior princess fashion. photo by dara

Chad and baby Silas

Silas for lunch

Meagan and baby Avey

Avey

Jen and Miss Charlie

Dreamland

I recently was the lucky girl allowed access to the hallowed ground of a newborn house. If you are a parent yourself, you know what I'm talking about. It's the magical feeling of those first couple of weeks in which the tiny being you've waited 9 months to meet is living and breathing in your very own home and creates an aura of regal quietude that would seem a crime to dissipate.

Hey loved ones! Don't take it personally if you aren't invited to the birth or the baby nest within the first week. It is a very important time of bodily healing, falling in love with your husband all over again in his new role as nurse and Daddy, realizing that you have no idea how to be a parent and subsequently that the baby doesn't know what a parent is supposed to be like either.

The moment that your heart bursts with love for you new baby takes a few days. At first you just stare at it for hours on end. You figure out how to feed it. You sniff it's velvety head and touch it's impossibly tiny fingers. You wonder if you can keep it alive. You wonder how it got here and will it like you? Then, all of a sudden it washes over you like molten burning electric chocolate and you realize you would kill and die for this small, stinky, squalling red beast. You love it so much you can barely breathe and you kind of want to throw up. It's the best thing ever.