My dear beloved friend MLQ pointed out this morning her initial confusion about why I would need help weighing myself. If only she were here and NOT miles away in Cairo, she might know the true answer to that question. But when she realized I was channeling Charlotte and NOT discussing my own battle with the scale, it certainly got me thinking about how happy I am even though I have never seen such disasterous digits haunting me from the seemingly harmless piece of glass that resides all to prominently in the bathroom of two previously vain weight-concious individuals. Not to say that we didn't pack Charlotte up in her new carrier so I could walk around the neighborhood bearing her newfound weight at 6 this morning, however, it is clear, in a way I would have ben lying about before, that though part of me yearns for the return of "The Other Bond Girl" most of me is posessed by the spirit of the bewitching little lady who discovers the world perched from my or her father's arms. Those arms may not be too happy about this year's sleeveless season, but alas, to have in exchange for some less than fab/fashionable months (not years I promise) this beam of hope and possibility for someone elses life, I am alright with what I weigh today in THIS universe.
So today I weighed myself (with some help) while out shopping with mom and my friend Bobby for my new infant carrier when we decided that we hadn't weighed me for awhile. I TOLD mom that it would seem to me that we should see how things are going in my growth department. So guess what? I did something that YOU probably haven't done in a long time, nearly DOUBLED my birth weight..coming in at 7lbs 11 oz, shooting down to 7lbs 3oz and now up to a robust and healthy 14 lbs 9 oz..wheee! I don't remember changing that much since mid October 2008 but it turns out I have been busy getting bigger and learning lots of new things from high speed rollovers to sleeping in my own room! The look on my face says it all " I CANNOT believe I really weigh 14 lbs 9 oz" it's crazy pants. Anyway, while I "channel" this text to my mom via our shared ESP, in reality, I am in my room screaming because I am ready to get up and go shopping again- and make some new discoveries...Trader Joe's here we come! xo Char-Lo 2.0
I had the best birthday ever thanks to all my loving family and friends...so much fun was had by all over my birthday weekend that few photos were taken to document the festivities! Highlights include gorgeous flowers from my yoga mommas, brand new Jo Malone perfume, a yummy late lunch at Comme Ca that ended in my personal favourite pot de creme, loud laughter and hilarious rum punch infused conversations and even a few "Youuuuu Tuuuuube" moments that my technical team is looking into posting for your appreciation. A resounding THANK YOU to everyone who contributed to the woderful positive energy of my milestone birthday.. you all know who you are...now off to post some more pictures of the Girl of the Year.
xoxo
Ciara
Bobby and Charlotte woke up at exactly the same time from their naps this morning ( too late for yoga mommy walking group) so motivated mommies Ciara and Anne masterminded an impromptu "date." Charlotte's mom thought it was hot outside and honestly was rushing to get out of the house to cross Beverly Hills in time for an hour of fun time before the NEXT nap! So, while Ciara called her mom and told her it was chilly and Charlotte was wearing leggings and the tank top her dad bought her and adores for its 60's 70's Beatle charm (it's a Seargent Pepper Beatle band shirt) , grandma Shirley aka "Gupta" ( will blog on Grandparent names later) said, "tell Bobby no hanky panky!!!" Laughs were had by all. Anyway, here is the photo footage of the date..fun was had by all and if rolling over and touching shoulders is risque, then Bobby and Charlotte MAY be grounded, but just till the next nap!!!!
