Elisabeth's Baby Blog

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Elisabeth Hasselbeck has had many roles in her life - daughter, art student, shoe designer, Survivor contestant, wife, The View co-host, and many others, but her favorite by far is Mom.

Journal Entries

Week of December 17: Road Trip Gone Wrong

This week has been nuts! I am just hoping that our Christmas cards get to the right people, as I addressed them on ZERO sleep. Thankfully, Tim helped out, so at least half of them should get to their respective homes! Grace and I made a flower garden out of tissue paper, and cookies one morning, and had a ball! She was incredible at decorating them, as you can see: I confess, they were the slice and bake…or as I call them "QUICK COOKIES".

Taylor went to the doctor for a weigh-in. He is almost 10.5 pounds…so I guess my milk is sticking to his ribs. He is so much more physical than Grace was at this age…and much more loud! I decided to take him to the mall the other day, thinking I had myself together enough to do so…WRONG!

I had the map of the mall from a previous trip (before he was born) and highlighted the stores I wanted to go to, had all of my supplies, made the drive with only a few short cries on the way there, and we were off. I found a great parking spot, loaded the little fellow into my baby carrier, grabbed my wallet, and hit the ground running. It was more like a scavenger hunt than a leisurely shop, and I was on a mission. With hands filled with items that I desperately needed to buy - Taylor begins to WAIL. I am not sure that there is a good place to ever hear your baby cry…but the Men's Department is DEFINTELY not the best. SO I began speed walking to the car…map out in front of me like a tourist, sweating like crazy, Taylor alarming everyone we passed. WE made it to the car, and I sat in the backseat nursing him for a bit, followed by a HUGE DIAPER. No problem: or so I thought. I am scrunched between 2 carseats, with Taylor on my lap...undo his explosive "present" only to reach for the wipes- and realize that I forgot them. Nice work mommy. In a total MacGyver move, I whisked out a bottle of water, and pour it over an extra diaper. Well, I MISS the diaper, in a moment of haste, and spilled it all over Taylor's belly. SUPERMOM! AHHHH. He was screaming, I was hating myself. And most moms know how much babies lllllove to get a onesie pulled over their head…I thought it could not get worse. Five minutes later, he was happy as a clam, chugging away, and I was ready to call it a day.

As if that trip was not enough, on the way home I stopped at the grocery store to pick up a couple of things. As I began down the aisle to grab some pudding…I hear a noise behind me…and then felt a crash into my Achilles. The pain was so bad, I buckled to the ground. Some guy totally pushed his cart jokingly, with a friend, it got away, and crashed into me! He ran over profusely apologizing…I felt totally ridiculous that I had tears in my eyes from a grocery cart…so I just limped away- thankful that Taylor was fine…A sweet woman who saw the whole thing ran over to me and asked, "Are you okay? I saw the whole thing! You went right to the ground…" PAUSE. "Hey, you look just like the girl from the VIEW!"

"I get that a lot" I replied..."She is tougher than I am!"

I think I will just stay home from now on!

Elisabeth

Have a safe and happy holiday from the whole Hasselbeck household (Taylor, Grace, Tim, and me)! See you all in the New Year!