WhitneyTo Be or Not to Be a Mother -Part Two
November 7th 2006 16:04
The 20/20 airing date was pushed back due to ridiculous forces beyond our control. Can you believe we got bumped for some Middle Eastern despot that Barbara Walters snagged for a last minute interview? Like people would be more interested in seeing some cruel murderer of innocent people than my cute baby…c’mon.
People are beginning to talk. Like maybe we made the whole thing up. Like maybe there never was an interview and John Stossel (spellcheck?) never came to our house to interview us. I knew my husband shouldn’t have sent out a press release (slight exaggeration). Now I had to deal with the embarrassment of dispelling any negative rumors. Yes we were visited overnight by a 20/20 crew. Yes they did film us in all our glory. Yes John Stossel did arrive the next morning to interview my husband and me. And yes 20/20 will air this colicky baby special starring my son, the colickiest baby of all. When? Soon.
Of course Josh is not colicky anymore. Now Josh was…how did that saying go? Something, something, something and puppy dog tails. Guess I’ll have to have a girl next because all I can fully remember is the one about sugar and spice and everything nice. These days me and Josh had a routine that suited us just fine. He slept from 7 P.M to 5 A.M. (hey months of no sleep had trained me to be grateful he slept at all) or 7 A.M. and then it was breakfast (we were on cereal and working our way into pureed fruits and vegetables) and then it was a long leisurely walk around the neighborhood.
Never saw a living soul. It’s like all the lights were on but no one was home. And yes I lived in suburbia. So where were they? I know it was morning but it wasn’t that early. I wished I had someone else to talk to. Now that I wasn’t working and none of my friends had babies there wasn’t anyone around. Just me and Josh all day. And while I was beginning to enjoy his company at three months he wasn’t much of a chatterbox. I had no idea until that moment how important going to work was. How important interacting with co-workers and customers was. I felt lonely and isolated.
But then I got more good news. My younger sister was pregnant. In less than eight months this mother would no longer be alone.
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