Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Some women are dripping with diamonds, some women are dripping with pearls, look at me, lucky me, look at what Im drippin with...little girls.”

We are adding a little girl to our family! Apparently if you see three lines in the crotchal area of an ultrasound that's what it means! And there they were...3 lines! I was so excited I just giggled, the husband smiled, and Bug waited for the tech to change the channel on the screen to Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. So now we just wait for the Ladybug to arrive!
In other news headshots went well for Bug and I yesterday...well at least for Bug. He looked adorable as always...I on the other hand was a hot mess. My hair was frizzy, my face was a disaster and I look fat (which I can deal with since I am with child). I'm hoping I can submit my old headshots to be put in the database.
While waiting at the photo studio we were witness to a stage mom freak out which made the afternoon a bit more interesting. There was a 2 year old little girl there with her family who had just finished her pictures. Mom had put her hair into two little pigtails that looked like big pom poms on the top of her head. Apparently the agency she works with needed the picture for something that day. When the photographer pulled up the pictures on the computer mom freaked because one pigtail was not as rounded as the other.  The photographer was able to round it out a little for her but she was ready to do the whole shoot over! Finally the photographer was able to convince her that they would not be paying that much attention to her hairstyle and she was freaking out over a very small thing. Mom let it go but left in a huff over the puff.

Title quote-Mrs.Hannigan: Annie

Sunday, August 28, 2011

All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages

First blog post folks! Here goes nothing....

First of all lets just get this clear...I AM NOT A STAGE MOM...I never have been, and never will be. That being said the bug has his first headhsots tomorrow afternoon :) Some people huff at the fact that I am working freelance with a talent agent for my son, some are totally on board. I would like to hope anyone that knows bug also knows his (other) nickname is Hamlet because he knows how to play a crowd. I also like to think that I have a leg up in this whole situation considering I have been in the industry basically since I was a child.
So tomorrow we go for headshots...that's right...WE. Apparently pregnant gals are a hot commodity, enough so to get a free photo session. I was not at all looking for representation myself when we set up everything with Bug, but the minute they found out I was expecting another it was stupid not to go with it. I thought "Sure! The worst that happens is some companies get a photo of a pregnant lady that she in no way shape or form paid for, and throw them in the trash". Well jokes on me because I already got a call for a go see without anyone seeing my picture! Yikes! Who knew!? With my luck I will be the new spokesmodle for a hands free breast pump or some sort of stretch mark cream (which I have none of...thank you very much Palmer's cocoa butter).
So to prep for his glamor shots Bug decided to wedge his head between the floor and refrigerator door handle this morning leaving a huge scratch on his face. Speaking of faces mine looks like I'm a 14 year old boy on a pizza diet going through puberty.
This should be interesting.

*Tittle quote-William Shakespeare