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Mon, Feb 28, 2005 9:00 PM
some days, it's all about the timing.

so we're currently in hawaii, which is basically paradise for two little kids and their parents. you'll hear more about that later.

for now, let me tell you about the trip over.

we splurged on our tickets and took Hawaiian Airlines first class for the 6 hour flight to Oahu. getting to the plane was relatively uneventful, and we settled in for takeoff.

at the engines roared, zade's anal spchinter apparently did as well, and he proceeded to produce a truly gargantuan poop that covered him, chona and more than half of the alloted paper towels for the first class passengers. still, not a big drama, perhaps even comical.

we all ate lunch, and kaya fell into a blissful sleep on mommy while daddy stretched his brain (read: watched Dodgeball, the movie, which was funnier than one might think). after her nap, kaya woke up especially grumpy, and no amount of soothing could make her happy. finally, after 1/2 hour of this, i put her on her seat, and she vomited up what seemed like 20 gallons of half-eaten lunch. she was in shock, and crying, as were we, and we ran to the bathroom to clean her up, assuming she had just had a bad reaction to something.

for the next 3 hours, she threw up every 5 minutes. she was lethargic, grumpy, scared and then just resigned to puking, and she just held me and i just held her. they called for a doctor on the plane, which (thank god!) turned out to be perhaps the best timing ever, as a pediatrician was on board, and he came by.

short version of the story is that we got directions to the hospital and i prepared for a long night of x-rays and pills and general horribleness, and then she miraculously became her wonderful self again.

god, was that scary. as a parent, i find my reaction is fascinating: a combination of feeling utterly powerless (all i could do is catch her puke), supremely focused (this is the only thing on earth i care about, and if you can't solve it you best get out of my way), and just ripped with pity and the desire to sacrifice yourself, in any way, to make your kid feel better.

anyway, all's fine now. thank god.

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Tue, Feb 22, 2005 5:47 PM
just a quick heads up that i've changed the URL of this site to hirsch.aboutmybaby.com, to (finally) incorporate the fact that there are two (and possibly more, someday!) smaller, cute-as-hell munchkins running around our house.

have no fear - kaya.aboutmybaby.com will continue to work - but we've upgraded...

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Fri, Feb 18, 2005 11:26 PM
the biggest tragedy of my life, i am convinced, will be my inability to remember these moments of joy that the two of you bring me.

i spend more time than i'll ever admit just staring at pictures of you while you're asleep, or thinking about your tricks, or just watching you play. when we go to movies, you watch the screen, and, well, i watch you, fascinated by everything about you.

honestly, i've never felt this way about anything - it's as if all the pent-up emotion of so many years comes out when i spend time with you. and i get sad - sad because i feel the weight of time in every second we are together, and i understand that things are changing, you're getting older, and i am so happy for that and yet already mourning the moments that have just past.

i found a pair of kaya's old shoes tonight, and i didn't even recognize them as hers. it's discomforting to think that she's so far away from those early memories, and that her memories, like her early clothes and toys, are being stacked away in the closet, and in some cases, forgotten.

i'll get over it - i always do - but i'd really like the world to just stop for a little while, as i don't think it gets much better than this.

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Thu, Feb 17, 2005 4:30 PM
"if there's a price for rotten judgement, i guess i've already won that. no man is worth the aggravation. it's ancient history - been there, done that!" - kaya, this morning

perhaps, if taken out of context, you'd be concerned that my 2-year-old daughter has been telling me about her man troubles. she then looked at me with concern and pondered:

"have you ever seen the wolf cry to the blue corn moon? or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned?"

yes, it's true - my daughter officially knows EVERY lyric to EVERY disney power ballad. see, instead of actually watching all of the movies, we got the "Sing Along Songs" DVD, so that we can cut directly to the stomach-clenching, spinchter-tightening scenes where:

- Sleeping Beauty gets accosted in the woods by a strange man wearing tights
- Belle finds herself strangely attracted to a very, very hairy gay man who likes flowers
- Pocohantas lectures all of us to start treating plants and animals as friends. So what does she eat?
- Cinderella II, yes, that's the sequel, remakes a horrible Christina Aguilera song by adding "Bibbidi Boppity Boo" into the chorus

this, to a 2-year-old girl, is heroin. in the morning, it's "princess video", in the evening, it's "princess video", and the rest of the day is either singing, asking about ("what happened to ariel?", "what's the teapot's name?") or otherwise referencing a life of fantasy.

ahh, my daughter rocks.

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