Misty water color memories… Momversation is one year old. So they asked the moms to talk about their favorite Momversation moments. Here is what made the cut.
I have to be honest, I don’t remember much of what I have recorded on Momversation. But like a lot of the veteran broadcasters and comics I have worked with over the years and respect, I have performance amnesia. I put it all out there, and then when it’s done, it’s done. It’s like I tell the performance to get its crap and get out of here.
I think my new Momversation moment is the one Rebecca shows. It is a riot. Could not have scripted it better.
Vivien was a champion nurser. We were a good team. She could latch on anywhere and stay there long enough for me to watch almost an entire Law and Order. I did my part as I took the whole year off to just be her mom. We had no money worries; we lived in a nice place so it was easy to be a nursing mom. I wasn’t having to find a quiet moment in a cubby at work to pump. I was lucky. I just got the phone, the remote, a glass of water and hunkered down with my girl on the couch and watched TV. Sometimes I read, but that was a little trickier.
For some reason for months Law and Order was my favorite nursing show. For one thing it’s always on some cable channel, and I also Tivoed a few of them. I knew Vivien would at least get me to the part where Sam Waterson takes over as the D.A.
So this video is about something that always bugged me about the show. I want to know if you ever noticed this as well.
And by the way, I don’t like the new cast. No charisma. No one cute like Benjamin Bratt or Chris Noth or with the personality of Jerry Orbach. And Special Victims Unit, forget it. It’s always about kids.
Rex is not as hard-core about nursing as Vivien. So, with him I try for a segment on Hardball.
Nothing like having a newborn to remind me of how freaking hard it would be to be a single mom. Even when my husband bugs, I would be hard-pressed to cut him loose just so I can say, “Can you get me a glass of water?” while I am nursing. Seriously, he’d probably have hit me across the mouth before I’d want to go it alone. I don’t have that much energy. Unless I had gobs of money for the round the clock help… then unmarried woman here I come!
Here’s a wacky tale of an obnoxious divorce.