Being Born: Part Two

Hi, it's me again.  If you are a follower of my brother's blog, you may be bored with the photos I'm about to share.  See, they are on his blog as well.  I didn't give him permission, of course, so I have to give my take on what was really going on in the photos.

Mommy snapped this photo at the hospital. She tricked me.  I was having lots of fun looking at the lights in the room and she just started taking photos.  I did not give permission, Mommy!  Who is running the show here?

Grandma T came to visit me one day in the hospital.  It sure was fun.

I am sick of the paparazzi!

Mommy and I spent lots of time laying around.  I guess we had good reason to be lazy, we were both pretty tired.  Mommy's incision was uncomfortable and we had some interesting adventures getting up and out of bed, but somehow I was never dropped and Mommy's incision didn't split open.  Hooray!

My Daddy sure is fun to look at.  I think we have the same eyes.

Finally a photo of Daddy, me and Mommy on the day we left the hospital.  I was so excited to meet my big brother, but didn't know how awful my carseat would be.  So much to learn.

The Story of Me

Hi!  My name is Amelia, and I am brand new to this world.  Only three weeks old, to be exact.  Since I am new to the neighborhood, I thought I'd share a few words on how I came to be. 

Mommy and Daddy really wanted a sibling for my big brother AJ, and, after 2 long years and three painful miscarriages, they were over the moon when they saw my heartbeat for the first time at six weeks gestation.  From there on out, they were totally in love with me.  Well duh, what's not to love?

On October 23rd, I decided I needed out.  Mommy had a C Section scheduled for November 2, but I knew I needed to be exactly like my brother and come into the world at 38 weeks 2 days gestation, just like he did.  What can I say?  I love my brother and will copy everything he does!  I guess we are a bit different, I was born 28 minutes later than him.  But we were both born on a Saturday morning and Mommy was in labor the exact same amount of time. 

Speaking of Mommy, this is her.  Wow, she looks like death warmed over, I wonder why?  Word is she was in the midst of contractions when this photo was snapped.  Guess it's a miracle she was smiling at all. 

This is my Daddy.  No, he normally doesn't wear the shower cap in public.  It was a very special day as he was practicing his Halloween costume as a surgeon.  Looks convincing to me.

Mommy apparently wanted to wear a shower cap, too.  Must be the new fashion trend.  Has anyone seen it on 'Project Runway' yet?

 

Who's this gorgeous baby?  Oh--it's me!  My first appearance out of Mommy's tummy.  I sure am cute, wouldn't you say? 

I was crying a lot when they took me out of Mommy's tummy.  You would be, too--it was cold, bright and all too spacious in the surgical suite.  I cried and cried until Daddy brought me over to see Mommy, then I instantly stopped crying.  I guess that's when Mommy started crying. 

Aaah.  This is my favorite way to relax, arms in the air.

Here's Mommy and me in the recovery room.  Mommy really liked that she wasn't so doped up as she was with my big brother and she was impressed that I was so hungry and alert.

Well, I guess not alert for long.  Hey, it was a tough day, I deserved a break! 

I am excited to keep you updated on my new life.  I will try to update as much as I can, but my publisher (Mommy) will ultimately dictate my availability.  She seems a bit uppity if you ask me.  See you soon!