For the Fans

Hello my adoring fans. It has been awhile since I've updated this blog. My life has been a little crazy the last several weeks. I went from dark, quiet peace, to crazy, loud, and uncomfortable world. It's been a huge change for me, I must admit. Although, I have LOVED meeting mom and dad, and so many of my adoring fans. I do enjoy the silly things grown ups do when the see me. Ah, the life. Speaking of my life, it's very...basic. See, I'm growing like a weed and developing like crazy, so my life is pretty much, eating, sleeping, (when I feel like it) and filling my diapers. Ha, do those ever get reactions. I've leaked on mom several times, and everytime this happens, she gives me a bath. Not that I generally mind; baths remind me of my younger days, but the getting out part I hate...so cold!!

On my size: You know that I love to eat. I'm a boy, what can I say. A few days ago mom took me to see Miss Peggy, (I guess she delivered me, I don't really remember). They checked me all over and then weighed me. Yes, I am a healthy 12lbs 2oz. Here's me hanging on the bed this morning. Don't I look good?





On sleep: Well, you know, sleeping is boring. I generally will take some naps during the day, but man I much prefer to be up, looking around and fussing. I know, the fussy thing just happened recently. I can't really explain it. My tummy sometimes bothers me, (mom keeps saying this is called gas), and sometimes I just feel like fussing. I like it best when mom cuddles me during the day. I guess I just get lonely for her.
I have started prefering to stay up late at night, and, for some reason, I do find myself fussing a lot then. Last night, I frustrated mommy. See, normally, I prefer for dad to hold me at night. I don't know why, but I just do. I like his voice, and the way he rocks me. Well, last night, mom decided to put me to bed so daddy could get a nap. I didn't really like that. So I communicated my frustraion by fussing everytime mom sat down. By 11 she and her arms had had enough and put me in my crib. Well, I communicated again, and my hero, daddy, came and rescued me. I was asleep a short while later. Here's me with my hero:



I am liking my life now, mostly. It's just very different. I'll close with some fun pics of me:)