No day at the spa

Frankly, I found my bath in the kitchen sink to be quite unpleasant.

Drying off was much more agreeable, however.

My first visit to the Dr.

My mommie took me to the pediatrician today where I earned high marks. My weight is 7lbs, 12oz which is good because I had slimmed down to 7lbs, 8oz a few days ago - so it appears I'm on the upswing. Based on my weight fluctuations, I'm somewhere between the 50th and 75th percentile for my weight, and I'm also in the 90th percentile for my height.

The Dr. was pleased with how alert I am. I'll be going back again next week for another check up.

I am really tired now, however, because I kept everyone awake all last night. I think I'll take a nap.

Leaving the hospital

After Saturday rolled around, I was growing restless of the hospital room. Though the accommodations were nice and I really couldn't say enough about how supportive and kind the nursing staff was, I was really looking forward to checking out the room my parents had been making for me.

After my mommie was feeling better, and my daddy finished wrestling with the car seat, we all packed up and headed home.

On the way out, one of those nice nurses suggested we pose for a picture in front of the fountain. Apparently everyone does it, so we felt obliged to accommodate.

Tale of the Tape

My daddy is studying statistics in school right now, so he said I needed to report my relevant data points... whatever that means.

July 22, 6:25 p.m.
8 lbs. 4 oz.
21 inches

Memere says those were my mommie's measurements exactly! My daddy tried to explain something about regression to the mean, but I told him to just concentrate on his homework.

Grandparents!

Lucky Me! Look at all the proud grandparents!


All my grandparents came to see me right away. Check out these great pictures of them. Let the spoiling begin....

Hello everyone!

My entrance into the world took a little bit longer than I had planned (and everyone expected). I was making good progress on the way out, but then I got kinda tied up in my umbilical cord and couldn’t tell anyone; so I made my mommie’s labor longer and harder than I planned. My mommie’s doctor told her that my name should be “trouble” because she had to go through 12 hours of natural back labor, an epidural, and then when I still didn’t arrive, a c-section. Luckily though, my mom had a good team in the delivery room- my daddy, their very good friend Tracy who is a birth assistant, and Pam, the greatest nurse ever.

When I finally arrived, I wasn’t able to breathe right away because the cord was still wrapped around my neck, but there was a NICU team there to help with that right away. I started crying very quickly, although not before scaring my new parents while they waited to hear me cry. I think maybe my nickname should be trouble!

Lots of people were waiting for my arrival- just like having my own “village”- my daddy’s parents, my mommie’s parents and my Aunt Sally Ann and Uncle Clint- were all in the waiting room and then we had tons of other people cheering for me to come, even as far away as my Aunt Allyson and Uncle Darren in Boston.

I barely got to meet my mommie and daddy ‘cuz I got whisked away to the transition nursery to make sure I would keep breathing properly. I finally got to spend time with my parent’s about four hours after I was born and I was SO happy to meet them. I’m tired now from my very long day of travel, so I’m off to bed.