I've Arrived!!!

Well, that wasn't so bad...at least for me. I don't think my mom would agree with that statement though! For those of you who didn't know, mom was scheduled to be induced on Wednesday at 6:30AM. But I didn't like that plan. So I put her in labor at about 5PM on Tuesday instead. Mom and dad went to the hospital at about 11 PM and were admitted at 2 AM.

Things slowed down from there. There is a lot of dramatic stuff I could share but mom prefer I not. So, let's just say, I showed up at 2:45 PM and mom and dad were very grateful!!!! Dr. Moore pulled me "out of my previous home", turned me around, and waved my hand up at my mom and said "hi mom". It's just what I was thinking so I was fine with that. I got to lay on mom's tummy while all these nurses started attacking me with towels and wiping off the french onion dip and tomato sauce that covered my body. From there, they took me to be measured, weighed, and "scored". My first Apgar score was an 8 and the second was 9. Not bad...they say nobody gets a ten and I got the 8 the first time cause I was purple instead of pink. Picky...picky. I measured 8 pounds, 14 ounces and 22 inches long...mom said she could have told them that (I don't get what she meant by that but they all laughed at it). At this point, my dad held me for the first time. I just stared at him trying to determine if this is where I got my cuteness from. After a little bit of time that mom had to spend with Dr. Moore, she got to hold me next. And, suddenly, it was quiet. Everyone left except mom and dad and it was just the three of us. They were both crying so I just laid there and tried to make them feel better.

Since then I have taken a hearing test which I passed. Highest grade in the class I might add. I am a great eater - sucking very well. I have gone number 1 and number 2 - something people around here make a big deal out of and like to count - weirdos. I slept through my first night - and so did my Dad. Mom was up most of the night though. Every now and then there would be this blinding light in my eyes while I was trying to sleep. It was mom taking my picture.

So that is the first 24 hours of my life. I will leave you with some pictures of me that I am sure I will be embarrassed of in about 16 years!

Pictures of Me