Zoë, 5 months. The Diva edition
Monday, April 7, 2008 at 9:18PM 
You know that internet game that makes the round every once in awhile? The one that asks for you to describe the sender in one word? Well, if Zoë was to send that to me this month I would have no problem with my one word to sum her up – PERSONALITY. Little Miss Z has got one – a BIG one. For such a little thing (clocking in at 9 ½ lbs) she is demanding, she is persistent, she knows what she wants, when she wants it and stops at nothing (shrieking) to get it. This month it’s been all about me, the mommy. All she wants is me. Me. Me. Me. Me. More importantly, me holding her, wearing her, or carrying her. If the boobs leave the building everyone within 50 ft of her knows it. I have now twice to come home to find Jason with a shot of something in his hand to try to calm his frazzled nerves brought on by the 45 minute non-stop infant cry. I currently have carpel tunnel in my arm and hand from holding her for 12 hours almost straight but have also mastered the art of cooking dinner one handed.
Besides the shrieking, Zoë has also found her singing voice. We noticed this past month that when 
you sing to her, she calms down.. and now she tries to sing along. If we walk into a store with loud music playing, she will actually start making noises along with the music. She also does this in the car and on a few occasions when you sing to her. She truly is a DIT (Diva In Training).. and now she even has the “bling” to go along with it.
We celebrated Zoë’s 5 month of life by getting her ears pierced. 33 years ago (next Monday. ACK!) when I was born in Barbados , the doctor actually pierced my ears in the hospital. It’s one of my mom’s favorite stories about having a baby on a Caribbean island (along with the birds that were flying above her head inside the hospital, during labor) was that they would had to fly a rabbi in from 
Venezuela to circumcise me if I was a boy, but when I came out a girl they pierced my ears when I was just 2 days old. So I grew up with pierced ears, and always knew that if I had a girl I would pierce her ears as a baby.
Just because NOTHING IN MY LIFE IS EVER EASY, this became something I had to research 
and figure out how to do. My pediatrician doesn’t do it, the ped he referred me to for it doesn’t do it until 9 months and its $90. So I called the next best thing – the body piercer at the local tattoo shop. Thinking I was being way creative here, I asked timidly if they pierce baby ears. To which the (I can only imagine) tatted up guy on the other end replied “Yea, all the time. $40 plus the cost of the earrings and bring her birth certificate.”
Oh. I wasn’t the only one looking for that photo op I guess.
In the end we settled for the Piercing Pagoda at the mall. And amidst a crowd of onlookers, little Zoë got tiny little gold studs put in her ears.
At least now when I’m old and senile and pulling out baby pictures to show Zoë’s kids, I will be able to tell which pictures are of Lucas and which ones are of Zoë.
Now, while I think she's the cutest baby girl on the planet currently, I know that I'm supposed to think that way. But with Zoë, other's apparently think so also. I'm not quite sure how to say this without sounding rude, but it's almost strange the attention this baby gets. Part of me is all about total strangers surrounding me when I'm holding her telling me just how gorgeous my baby is, and the other part of me is like "Dude, its a baby. Back off I'm just trying to buy some milk here.." I actually hesitate putting her in her sling sometimes because I know it will up the attention that she gets. Over the years I've had friends with this "magnetizing" ability. You know the ones, the people that others are just attracted to, like a magnet. I always teased one of my best friends Marina about this trait.. but at bars in college both men and women just wanted to talk to her. Zoë apparently has this trait. The other day I was at the Grove in LA. A shopping plaza where CELEBRITIES hang out with their babies and the baby of the hour was little Miss Z. I saw people out of the corner of my eye, walk by, look at her then double back to casually walk by again, this time stopping to point Zoë out to a friend or corner me with a question about her age or just to stand in front of her and spew random nonsense words in high pitched tones in a desperate attempt to get a smile. It almost verges on the point of being weird. Do you get what I'm saying? I'm really not trying to brag or sound self (or Zoë)-centered, but being with Zoë out in public when she in her sling and witnessing the effect she has on people is just downright BIZZARE. 
We were joined at the Grove on Sunday by my best friend of the past (GAK!) 17-years, Auntie Eli, who was awestruck by the "Zoë experience." Back in HS Eli dated one of Alan Thicke's sons (not Robyn, the now famous singer) during the height of the Growing Pain years. She knows what it was like to be out and about with a celebrity, and in her words "Zoë got far more attention by strangers than Alan ever did!"
Ahhh, my little superstar. Is this how Giselle Bundchen's mother felt? Let's just hope that she uses her powers for good and not for underage partying.
Reader Comments (5)
She is adoreable!
We did not pierce Kaiden's ears until she was four. She approached us and asked if we could get them done and we agreed. We also went to piercing pagoda and requested that they both be pierced at the same time, to avoid her chickening out after the first one.
I think it's a combination of how fabulous you both are! Great pictures :)
I love that little t-shirt she has on
My niece was like that when she was an infant. People would follow my brother and sis-in-law around Wal-Mart to coo at her. It freaked them out a couple of times. Like, yes, she was gorgeous, but it was more than that.
Thanks for all your nice comments! :)
Lacy - I got that shirt at Its a Luv Thing on hwy 101! It's SO leucadia!!
Stacy - I'm glad someone else understands, b/c its just a bit strange! lol!