Max had his first audition at only 7 weeks old. And like any good actor in LA, he awoke only minutes before his appointment time.
Sunday was an ‘open house’ day here. With all the people who’ve been asking “when they could swing by and meet Max”, we decided to pick one day and invite everyone to come by. It’s much easier that way then trying to arrange several one on one visits. There’s a few stragglers out there that couldn’t make it, but we knocked out several birds with one stone.
Speaking of birds, my little bird feeder (truly it’s supposed to feed birds) served as the pita chip holder for the hummus, there was water and wine, and everyone had red velvet cake. And ate it too.
The star of the show got ready like a champ with a feeding, a filled diaper and a nap.
As of today, I’m officially free. WOO HOO!! Free from all the physical restrictions that were placed on me after the c-section six weeks ago. YES! Now I can go back to my skydiving, bungie jumping and daily 10k runs.
OK, I never did any of those things, but up until today, my Doctor wouldn’t allow me to even do “postpartum” yoga. I thought she was a little overboard on the restrictions, because this yoga is basically just stretching (how can that be bad?), but now I see why.
Up until now, I was still having pain in my abdomen (and wrist) just from picking up or holding Max. Dang, those ab muscles are in use when you least expect it. And having Max lean on my abdomen, even slightly, while breastfeeding was painful. Each day it got a little less, but it really SUCKS when picking up and holding your baby hurts.
Now I can prop him up on my Boppy pillow and let him lean on me all day long while I gaze into his eyes and see how many smiles I can get out of him.
After my 10k, of course.
This town is full of actors all vying for auditions, their lottery ticket, to a big pay day. And when you score one, you put your best foot forward. You look your best, and bring your A game. But yesterday, with my hair up in a mess, sleep deprived and barely any make up on… I stumbled upon an audition when I was least expecting it.
Max and I tagged along with Joe to his audition so we could run errands afterwards. While I was sitting in the lobby with Max, a woman came over and asked if I was an actor. “Who isn’t?” Is always my answer. She said I’d be perfect for one of the commercials they were auditioning for and would I be interested?
So I zombie walked down the hall, messy hair and all, and gave it a shot. Right place, right time. That’s LA for ya.
