Brody is destined to be a ladies man. Not only is he already "ridiculously good-looking" but he is surrounded by women who love him, spoil him, and show him much attention. Of course, I am and always will be the number one woman in his life (future girlfriends beware!) but his aunts are pretty important too. He has aunts that come from being my sisters, my husbands sister, or my cousins. He also has aunts that gain this special title because they are my best friends. Every Aunt has a special but different relationship with Brody. He has an aunt who is a mommy of 2 kids and is there to answer any baby question I might have. He has an aunt who is in college but comes home every few weekends to see her precious nephew. He also has a few aunts that don't quite understand why he can't cooperate during movie day. Let's call these aunts "S" and "T."
Before I continue, let me briefly describe the relationship I have with my cousins. I grew up with cousins who were more like sibilings than family that we saw mainly on holidays or birthdays. Between my mom and her two sisters, there were 5 girls and 2 boys. I have many more cousins but these were the ones I spent most of my time with growing up. We LITERALLY did everything together. We all went to a private, Catholic, elementary school and either my mom or one of my aunts drove us and picked us up from school every day. We would then all go back to one house, do homework, eat, play, etc. Most weekends were spent together, every vacation was spent together, and so these cousins became so close, they were like extra sisters and brothers. Going forward, us girls (all close in age) became best friends as well as relatives. I think this is a very special relationship and one that I don't take advantage of. I know that not everyone grew up in a 5 mile radius of their family and for this, I am very lucky.
Fast forward several years and here I am, a working woman, married, and now have a baby. My sisters and cousins aren't quite at the same place in their lives. The college girls don't count (we don't want them to have babies right now!) but the other two...I am constantly begging them to get boyfriends and have babies so all of our kids can grow up the way we did. They aren't quite ready. I know we all have a different life time line, but seriously, is Brody going to be the lone ranger at recess?? Come on ladies, Brody needs to have the posse I had His aunts love spending time with him, playing with him, and kissing on him but after a crazy Saturday night full of adult beverages, Brody isn't their number one choice of people to hang with.
Brody and I decided to surprise my two fav two-somethings on a Sunday. We wanted to lounge, eat snacks, watch a movie, and have a nice little day. When I got there, they both looked like death. Hair was everywhere, black eye make-up covered their faces, and they were laying in mismatching sweats. I've looked like that many times myself so I knew the night before must of been fun. They gave me the details of their night out and then, the "aunt-isms" began. First auntism of the day..."ugh, it must suck to have a baby when you're hungover, I can barely take care of myself right now." I explained that yes, being hungover and having a human that depends fully on you does suck, that is why serious business drunkeness dies down a little after baby! We went down to the basement to watch the movie "Life as we know it." I had wanted to see it and was excited to actually sit down and watch a movie (it doesn't happen too often in our house these days.)
We start the movie and Brody starts screaming...he's hungry. We pause the movie so I can go get his bottle. The movie continues and Brody is fine because he's eating. Once the bottle is done, Brody has a massive blow out. We pause the movie so I can get his diaper bag and change him. My hungover sweeties are gagging at the smell of the diaper. "I might vomit..." "No seriously, I'm going to get sick, hurry up." This continues as I wipe a smiling baby and clean up the crap. The movie continues and Brody starts fussing. He is tired but being my son, he's nosey and doesn't want to go to sleep because he's afraid he'll miss something. "Why is he screaming??" I explain to them that he's tired but he's fighting a nap. His aunts can't believe it..."Who would ever fight taking a nap?" "I would fight someone to take a nap right now." Finally, Brody falls asleep and we continue the movie. With all of the pauses, stops, snacks, and diapers, it took us about four hours to watch the movie. The aunts..."Brody sucks at watching movies."
I know S and T love Brody immensely and would do anything for him but I'm guessing he's not invited back to watch a movie any time soon. I'm also guessing his not getting a cousin from my side of the family any time soon!
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