Bo and I decided to take Ezra to his first live music show because Tita Bernie's band was up from L.A. last weekend. During the show Ezra moved around more than ever before, wiggling and kicking almost to the beat. I got nervous that the music was too loud, and muffled my belly a bit with everyone's coats and sweaters. Based on Ezra's reaction to the loud music and my paranoia about subjecting my child to ear-damaging sound levels, I don't think I will be going to any more shows with him until he can wear fancy ear protection. Regardless of my neurosis, it was nice to be able to get out and have fun with our friends, even if we did leave early (no one wants to see a big ole pregnant lady hanging out at a bar).
Note to Ezra:
I hope you're having fun in my belly because it sure feels that way. Pops and I are exited to meet you, Ezra. We guess about what you will look like and how your personality will be. Will you like chocolate or fruit flavors better? What will your favorite color be? Will you love to play basketball like Pops? Will you be a good dancer like Mommy? We are so anxious to finally hold you. It's insane how much we already love you.
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