Halloween

At four weeks old, we decided to take Dante to his first of many parties, thanks to the magic sling.
I recommend it to any new parent who likes to go out and isn't afraid to take their baby along. It calmed and soothed Dante instantly day and night. People rarely knew we had a baby in tow. He fit in it so snugly and warm and would sleep for hours without waking - not even to nurse.

On Halloween, my friends Johnny and Shawn, an amazingly hip married couple, hosted their annual costume party at their posh West Village duplex. Rahav and I were both itching to be around adults, dress up and have some fun. I showed of my buxom bosom and voluptuous figure in a belly dancing outfit I bought in Turkey. Rahav dressed up as an Umpa Lumpa. We put Dante in a cute furry bear outfit and painted his nose orange.

The costumes were amazing and Dante snoozed the whole night without a peep. Thanks to our active and music filled life-styles and the constant city sounds, Dante preferred to sleep around noise. A few people at the party refused to believe that Dante was a real baby because he was so blissfully quiet and motionless. "That is not a real baby in that bag" was a frequent topic of conversation. Even when we pulled him out of the sling to show him off there was still doubt that he wasn't a doll or a robot.