My Second Week

What a big week at home! We went to the doctor and I gained almost a whole pound since I left the hospital. I keep both of my eyes open now instead of just one. I have been learning how to use my hands to scratch myself. I love to move my legs around and don't like being swaddled anymore. I'm learning to hold me neck up already. Unfortunately, I also picked up a few bad habits this week. I decided I like sleeping in my bouncy seat instead of my Moses basket and I really like falling asleep in mom's arms. Noanie came this week to help my mom take care of me so my dad could get some sleep and study for exams. Sometimes when I am ornery, dad tells me about the classes he's taking and it puts me right to sleep. Law school sounds boring. I turned two weeks old yesterday and we celebrated by going to a holiday party. It was a lot of fun and everybody thought I looked really cute in my little red holiday party dress. Today we are going to the grocery store. After dad finishes finals on Tuesday, Christmas vacation starts and we're going to get out into the hustle and bustle. I need to finish my holiday shopping and maybe pick up a little something for myself.

Big City Visitors

What a fun first weekend at home! First, Great Aunt Becky, Whitney, and Peyton stopped by on Saturday to meet me (they wanted to take me home with them). And Aunt Julia and Uncle Andy came and visited from New York and helped my mom and dad out. I can't believe how many relatives I have and something tells me there are a lot more that I haven't met yet. Aunt Julia is really good at helping me go to the bathroom. Every time she held me I took a nice big loud dump just to let her know how happy I was that she came. And Uncle Andy cooked mom and dad some delicious pasta and soup. Hopefully I was a good girl and made a good impression because I really want a cousin to visit in New York!

My Video Debut

Aunt Jenny and Uncle Jacob stopped by tonight to hang out with me.. check out the video!

My First Few Days

This blogging stuff is soooo much easier from outside of the womb. I don't want to get into the gross details, but there were some things about trying to type from inside there that were a little complicated.
By now, some of you have heard the story that mom and dad went Christmas shopping at midnight madness on black Friday in an effort to induce labor. And it worked. But that's not the whole story. A few months back, mom and dad were talking about the ideal day for me to arrive and settled on November 28th because it was after Thanksgiving, still in November, and on the weekend so everyone could come visit without hassle. As the first born granddaughter on both sides of the family, I didn't want to disappoint so I made it happen.
Mom started having really bad contractions on Friday night at about 8 and by 2am dad called the doctor for some advice. He told them to get to the hospital, but when we showed up and after walking around the 3rd floor for an hour, nothing was happening other than mom being in a lot of pain. So, the nurse gave her two Ambien, smacked her on the butt, and sent her on her way. Apparently the Ambien was supposed to knock out the pain if it was false labor. But if it was real labor, the nurse said "she will know it." By 10am, she knew it. Back at the hospital, the laps around the 3rd floor started working and mom was 5cm at around 1pm. That was good news, because it meant the epidural could be administered and the worst pain of mom's life was over.
By 6pm Saturday night, the doctor showed up and it was time for mom to start pushing me out the slide. It was not fun. I got smushed. I could not breathe. I was covered in goo. I turned purple. But I clean up nice. At 7:59 I arrived and by 8:30, I was already looking good.
After a lot of time meeting crazy aunts and uncles, grandmas and grandpas and a great grandpa, we wanted to leave the hospital. The doctor said I was ready to go and we were home Monday at 4, less than 48 hours after I graced the world with my presence. Since we've been home, I've been doing a good job eating and napping and thanks to help from Grandma Ellen, my mom and dad have gotten some sleep too. Tomorrow I go to the doctor for my first checkup.
Now that I'm on the outside, you can expect more regular blog postings so make sure to keep checking!

At last!

Hello to all of my blog-fans... I'm finally here. I graced the world with my presence at 7:59pm on Saturday November 28th, 10 days early of my miscalculated due date. Those doctors don't know what they're talking about. Can't wait to meet all of you and I hope you enjoy the picture. It's a little clearer than the last one.

On my way...

So mom and dad woke up at 2am on Friday morning and went shopping at the outlets in the hopes that it would induce labor. Well, it worked! Check out our digs and think about me because I should be arriving by this evening.

Longest two weeks evvverrrr

I understand that everyone has to go through this, but good lord these days are crawling by. I don't get it. My head is positioned really low. Most of the cheesy substance is falling off my skin. I figured they call it full term for a reason. I'm ready. My mom is ready. She packed her hospital bag. She made my dad install the car seat base. He might have done it wrong, but that's not the point of this blog posting. The point is that I don't want a Christmas birthday. I don't want people to just lump me together with baby Jesus and give me a double gift for Christmas. Double gifts are the worst. I want my own day with my own cake and I don't want to have to blow out candles on a pumpkin pie. I don't want my birth announcement to be red and green.
But wouldn't it just figure that mom and dad already put up the Christmas tree. They've already been listening to the "Sounds of the Season" music channel on TV. If I hear The Carpenters' "Home for the Holidays" one more time, I don't know what I'm going to do. And it's not even December.

Showered with love

As you can see, I have accumulated quite the collection of baby stuff. Many thanks to all of my parents' friends and our family for their generosity! I am also generous. In fact, I am so generous that I have decided to share my bedroom with my parents until they find a room of their own. But with the limited space, I'm not sure where they're going to sleep once I arrive. I hope they don't think I'm going to be okay with Sportscenter before bed every night. And it looks like my roommates are a little messy. My thoughts are that with the way that air mattress technology has come along, they might want to think about setting one up in the family room.

Pretty in Pink

Great news, I'm not going to be the only little boy wearing pink and green clothes. And I know everyone says this, but that's not really what I look like. The photographer was really into the whole candid thing, which I hate, and the lighting is TERRIBLE in here. But you can see that I do have a really cute nose and those lips are all natural. I am already over 19 inches long and weigh over 6 lbs with really long legs. My mom is not dilated yet, which means the baby slide is still closed, but the new ETA is December 5th. I also like to hold on to my umbilical cord, which may seem weird to you, but there is not a lot to do in here and anything helps pass the time. Tomorrow night we're going to check out the hospital so I'll fill you in when I get another chance and I can't wait to show you pictures of all of the stuff I've gotten from my mom and dad's friends and family!

Starting to wonder

Rumor has it my parents are in their mid to late twenties, but after another thrilling Friday night spent on the couch, I'm starting to wonder. They eat dinner in front of the tv and watch their "programs" on dvr (i.e. 60 minutes); those dinners have included pot roast, chicken & dumplings, and stuffed pork chops all in the past month; they are usually in bed by 9:30 and that includes weekends, unless they decide to babysit; and I think the last time either of them drank a glass of wine was that magical night back in February. Given all of that, I'm worried they might be taking me from the hospital back to a group home. Please help me and help them get out a little bit.
Also, an exciting few days coming up for me. The last baby shower is on Saturday, 36-week full-term sonogram is on Monday, and hospital tour is on Tuesday. Try to contain your excitement. I have been so excited that I've been doing almost nonstop somersaults in here fore the past 2 days.

Girl Stuff

Now that I'm 35 weeks old, I'm developing into a young lady and noticing some real changes in my body. I have my own kidneys, my own liver and my sense of hearing is developed. I'm also getting a little chubby. It's hard not be self conscious when you've doubled your weight in a couple of months and I try not to think about it too much. But I can't do it alone and these horizontal stripes are not very slimming.

It's getting a little cramped in here

I've spent the last eight months with my ankles next to my ears floating in jelly and I've had about enough of it. I'm not sure if the world is ready for me, but I am ready for it. I keep hearing my parents complain about how hard it's going to be living in a one bedroom apartment with all of my baby stuff and nowhere to put it. All I have to say about that is try sharing a crawl space with two lungs, a liver and a pair of kidneys and then get back to me. And could someone explain to me why it smells like olive oil in here?

Greetings from the womb

Hello blog readers! Hopefully I can keep up with this blog and use it as a way to fill you in on all of the exciting things going on in my soon-to-be life. It will mostly be stories and some fetal commentary for now, but once I breach, I'm hoping to post lots of pictures and video. And bear with me if I don't post for awhile; I don't even have functioning lungs yet and I'm already a blogger, which is more than either of my parents can say.