Free Kris Jenner . . . And All Things Kardashian by Kris Jenner

motherhood were spent in the Deep Canyon Drive house. I had a baby nurse for the first ten days, at Robert’s insistence, and it was such a treat. I wasn’t nursing Kourtney, so I was able to sleep at night, which was such a good start. She was on a schedule right away and that worked out really well. After the baby nurse, I didn’t really have any help, but still we did great. We were a happy little family.
    One funny moment in Kourtney’s babyhood happened one afternoon when O.J. was over to play tennis with Robert. O.J. was in his tennis whites, and we were out in front of the house saying hello before they went down to the courts. O.J. picked Kourtney up and lifted her up in the air. “Hi, Kourtney. You’re so cute!” he cooed at her.
    But Kourtney was allergic to her milk, and she was a frequent barfer. She took a breath and exploded, like the little girl in
The Exorcist
, hurling barf all over O.J., literally covering him and his tennis whites in baby vomit.
    “Oh my God, Robert, take your baby!” O.J. screamed.
    He had to come inside and take all his clothes off, because he reeked! We found a pair of shorts for him, which were huge, and a T-shirt that didn’t fit. He eventually just went home, shaking his head.
    When Kourtney was about nine months old, we bought a house on Tower Lane in Beverly Hills. O.J. and Nicole rented our Deep Canyon Drive house when we moved. They were much more serious now than they had been before and they wanted to live together. O.J.’s wife, Marguerite, remained in the big house on Rockingham Drive in Brentwood.
    Tower Lane, as we called it, became the touchstone for the Kardashians. It was a big, two-story Cape Cod–style house, around seven thousand square feet. It had these levels in the back that led down to a pool house and a tennis court. We had a big grill out back and everyone came over on Sundays for barbecues and tennis.
    That house on Tower Lane was where my adult life really began. The foggy time before, when we lived on Deep Canyon, where I was a newlywed and a new mother for about five minutes, were behind us. On Tower Lane, I really came up for air and found my sea legs as a wife and mother. I quickly lost the fifty pounds I had gained in my pregnancy with Kourtney and I felt good about myself again. I just had such joy and excitement for life then. Life on Tower Lane was nothing short of idyllic.
    We decided to go ahead and have another baby because we were having so much fun. From the day we met, Robert and I talked about how we wanted to have a big family, so we never expected to have anything less. We couldn’t wait to have another baby. My pregnancy was so easy the first time, and we were beyond happy with Kourtney. So I just couldn’t wait to do it all again. Giving birth had been the most powerful and amazing experience I had ever had. All I talked about for months after having Kourtney was the whole birthing experience. I would sit and talk about it to anyone who would listen. The thought of doing it again and again just thrilled me—and the site of our next conception was perfect for the baby that would result from it: the glamorous ski town of Aspen, Colorado.
    It was the winter of 1980, and O.J. had just retired from professional football. He was finally able to go skiing. Under his football contracts, he was never allowed to do certain things like ski, so he wanted to learn how to ski. Robert, O.J., Nicole, and I went on a ski vacation to Aspen.
    We shared an Aspen town house that winter week and had
so
much fun. Michael Jackson’s
Off the Wall
album had just come out and we had it blasting, shaking the town house walls. We spent our days trying to teach O.J. to ski, which was really funny, and we would go down the mountain and meet for lunch and drink hot toddies.
    We really bonded and I got to know Nicole. At first, I didn’t think she and I would have much in common. I had a new baby and she was younger and single. She and O.J. spent their