Today, February 1st, 2010 was the original due date for my delivery. As many of you know, I wasn't being a good boy to my mom, and was in breech position for the last 7-8 weeks of my stay in hotel Mama. Because of that, I was scheduled (via C-section) to enter the world on Tuesday, the 26th. However, again, I decided to do my own thing and came out a day early on Monday, the 25th. I was 7lbs, 7 oz and 20" long...not bad for someone who was hiding in Mom's tummy. My Great-Auntie Susanna said that I have a "personality" already, since I decided to do things on my own schedule.
*Yawn* It's been a long day so far and I'm pretty tired already.
I am too cute sleeping here.
Here's a picture of me and Daddy sleeping. Poor Daddy had to sleep on a cot at Hotel Lucile Packard. I, on the other hand, had my own "pad", though most nights I was lucky to sleep on my Mommy. My parents were saying something about me being fussy at night and keeping them awake, so it was easier for them if I was on Mommy. Something about her smell makes me calm down. You didn't hear it from me though, I don't think I'm fussy at ALL!
Once we got home, we had a new routine to try, with me running the show, of course. It's a tough job for me, learning how to feed. I had some practice at the hotel, but I'm used to getting food pumped into me 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. And now you're asking me to learn to feed? You've got to be kidding me. I can't help it if I take about an hour to eat, and then get up again in another hour or two because I'm hungry again. I kind of feel bad for Mommy though...I think it tires her out. And to top that all off, I have to be subjected to the cold air when Daddy changes my diaper and cleans me. I'm not use to all that cold air..and I've let them know it. I believe I've sprayed both Mommy and Daddy already. Serves them right for exposing my private parts.
Auntie Jennifer also came to visit. Uncle Michael is still deployed. I can't wait to meet him. But in the meantime, I got to spend time with Auntie.
Mommy said I look like a froggy in this picture, because of the way my body is curled up. What's a froggy anyway?
I'm sure I'll be an even more perfect angel in the weeks to come. In the meantime, you can look at pictures that my Daddy took on his flickr site.