Baby Got Bed

Mom and Dad spent most of the evening putting together two items for me:

1. Ellis Deluxe 4-IN-1 Convertible Sleep System, otherwise known as "the crib"


2. Fisher Price Safari Cradle Swing, otherwise known as "the swing"

Daddy looked very proud. He said "There is nothing like the feeling of assembling the crib for your first baby." That's me! Daddy said something else that he thought was very funny... I don't quite understand it yet, but I laughed anyway. It seemed like the best thing to do. He said "I do have to mention, though, that under the heading of "Disassembling the Crib For Storage", the instructions are:

To disassemble the crib for storage, please follow assembly steps in reverse.

I kid you not. That made my night."

I see an outfit on the bed, I wonder if that's for me? Who is Grandma? I can't wait to meet her! Mommy and Daddy keep saying that I have 2 Grandmas... I guess I'll have to come up with new names for them.

Journey to That Big World

<<-This is, sort of, what I look like at Week 32. (Except the doctor says I'm growing a week ahead of time.)

So Mommy and Daddy have started taking classes to prepare for my arrival. They've been learning how to take care of me, like how to give me a bath, different positions I might like to be held in, and even how to wake me up without making me cranky. I can tell Mommy enjoyed watching Daddy put a diaper on the fake baby. He had a little trouble but she thought he was so cute.

In their "Preparation for Childbirth" class, Joe teaches them all about connecting with each other while Mommy's in a lot of pain. They've learned so much already and met some very interesting people that actually live close to our neighborhood. Last week, we were one of the snack families (Joe says couples which I think is a bit offensive because I'm a part of this, too) and we brought vegetables with dip and some vanilla wafers. It was a very good showing. There were no veggies left and less than half a box of the cookies. And we were only 1 of 3 families to bring something. All theirs was eaten, too! It was quite the feast. Though, I don't think the fathers got very much to eat. I mean, they do only make 1/3 of the class.

Anyway, Mommy learned some breathing techniques last week that were very invigorating. After she practiced I was wide-awake. Joe says that it's because all that heavy breathing provides a lot of energy for us babies. Mommy's been practicing all week just to get me to move. She’s been afraid of my lack of movement, but I told her "See how much you can move when your elbows in one corner of the room and your heel is in the other while your head is stuck in the skylight!"

Joe also teaches them positions that will be comforting to Mommy while I'm trying to figure the best way to finally say hello. Maybe you can help me. I'm thinking of showing up a little early since I'm getting too big for my surrounding. Just a week early, enough for it to be a real surprise. I think I might start the journey late at night while Mom is showing Dad another episode of "Friends" or while Daddy snores as Mom watches "Dreamgirls" again. Then, I thought I'd leave them in suspense a little and make Mommy wait a whole 12 hours before I gave Daddy the first peek of the top of my head. And once I'm there...I don't know what I'll do. Maybe I'll sleep, it is a long journey. Or maybe I'll take a look around to see what all the fuss is about out there. Maybe you guys could tell me what to look for. What are some good things about being out in this big world I keep hearing all the time?

I Know It's Been A Long Time But...

Ok, so I know I haven't written in a while but it's not all my fault. Mom has been working a lot (which is why I had to kidnap her account to write this post) and Dad just got a promotion (I've very proud of him) and is having fun with his own blog. It's hard to get these two to sit down with me long enough to get this out. So...I took over Mommy's computer at work while she's on hold for somebody called a vendor.

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Venice Day 2 (2.10.07)

There's so much to report. As you can see, I've added a ticker to the blog so that everyone will know how it will be until I arrive. Mind you, I may arrive a little early...or a little late. I am the first born and want to make a grand entrance. That ticker counts down to the day the doctors think I will join the rest of the world on the outside. I do have to wonder how I'll get out of here but I'm sure I'll figure it out soon enough.

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Rome Day 3 (2.6.07)

Back to my report, Mommy, Daddy, and me went to Italy for what Daddy calls a babymoon. It sounded like a very interesting place. And, I must say, I enjoyed all the different foods that Mommy and I tried (I've got taste buds now, you know). Anyway, we went all over the place. Siena, Rome, Venice, and Florence. They walked from one end of a city to the other, lost in the art of it all. According to Daddy (we talked a lot during the trip), some of the cities were more beautiful than any of the others he'd ever visited before. Oh, and Venice smelled like a giant fish. Mommy and I don't like fish very much. They got to experience Carnevale, see the Sistine Chapel, view the tomb of Pope Jean Paul II, and saw Michelangelo's the David. Apparently, the David was so beautiful that we just sat there for a while so Mommy and Daddy could stare at it some more. I didn't like sitting still so I kept kicking Mommy so she would get up and go but nothing.

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Florence Day 2 (2.13.07)

Just after we got back, Mommy and Daddy had the doctor take a quick look at me to see that I was doing okay. And, boy, was it quick. I barely had the chance to turn and say hello. Now, I'm longer than a foot, weigh more than 1.5 pounds and I have pink wrinkly skin. Don't worry, all the articles Mom's reading say I won't be pink for long. Just until I'm born, and then I'll grow into a new color. I've been kicking and turning in Mommy's belly for a while now and I'm getting better. I can actually kick so hard now that Mommy has to stop what she's doing and give me "a little talking to" before continuing on.

I think that's enough for now. I've been telepathically typing for too long. Must...not...break...connection. Don't forget to visit Mommy's blog, and Daddy's blog. Both have notes and more pictures from Italy!

See you next time. And I promise I'll try to keep up. Love you all!

Weeks 19, 20, 21, &22

Okay, so I know it's been a really long time since the last time I wrote to you. I'm sorry I've been a bit busy growing and such. It's actually quite fascinating. I have these things called legs and I like to stretch them out as far as I can from time to time. It really stirs Mommy and Daddy up. Mommy can obviously feel it but Dad's having a little trouble catching on.

We were also in Italy for two weeks. I'm not saying that I didn't have access to the blog but I was trying to get as much of that good Italian food as my little tummy could hold. Then I'd fall alseep after getting Mommy to stuff my belly.