He’s growing up so fast and there’s nothing I can do to stop it. I know it’s a short clip but more to come.

P.S. Sorry I haven’t written in a (long) while.

As always, our Saturdays are very relaxed. I woke up to feed Beany and worked a little on Netscape, posting stories and killing spam. All at my own pace while watching Beany sleep in his new bassinet/play yard. We took some pictures of Beany once Daddy woke to play with him. Hence the gorgeousness above. (Find more to the right on my flickr album.) Then Beany and I took a nap while Daddy updated our blogs. And, now, here we are enjoying the day with a little Dr. Who and Psych. Oh, how I love Saturdays.

And, yes, it’s a boy. I know he’s cute enough to be a girl but it’s a boy.

On Saturday a few family and friends came out to the Ross Pinetum in Central Park for a Potluck Picnic and to meet Beany. Besides a few people having a hard time finding the spot, we all had a blast. My uncle and a couple college friends came out. Tom’s family was there, including 3 of Beany’s cousins. We even got to meet our Belly Buddies from WhatToExpect.com. We had never met them before but we knew it was them as soon as we saw them. I think Beany may miss my curly hair because he smiled at my friend with curly hair a little too much for my taste. He was held by his big cousins then passed around for everyone to enjoy. After a while, and Pa was back from the store with cutlery, we finally ate. We munched on gourmet and not-so-gourmet cookies, fruit, pasta salad, nachos, chips and salsa, and , for dessert, carrot cake. And Beany had gourmet Enfamil and was then the centerpiece for our dining experience. Anyway, I think everyone had fun. There was good food, games, good conversation, laughter, and a lot of love all on a very nice day. So I’d like to thank everyone for coming out and I hope you’ll all share your pictures because Tom and I only got one.

I don’t know just yet what his site will contain…but I’m thinking “Beany: A History in Pictures.” We’ll see.

BTW Beany goes in for his first shots tomorrow and I’m a little scared. He’s just sitting here smiling and laughing without the slightest clue that he’ll have 4 needles pushed into his little body in less than 16 hours.

Motherhood has been a roller coaster of emotion so far. There’s anxiety, fear, love, devotion, obsessiveness, wanting, impatience, gratefulness, and the feeling of being blessed. However, being a parent is trying. I have to admit that at times I’ve had to lay him down and just let him scream. And I have done at this only when at my boiling point. It hurts to do it, but it works.