Now I think that I have a much more exciting life than those Jersey Shore People so let me tell you all about my day...
It's amazing - I suck on Daddy's finger and milk comes out. I think it's magic!!
(as you can see, I'm also trying out for the paddle ball team)
(oh - and by the way - I don't know if you noticed my skin problem. Yes I look like a teenage boy with all of my acne, but mommy and daddy tell me it's normal and that lots of babies have acne. They promised me it would go away soon and that I was still cute)
And finally, I poop every day. Actually, I poop at least 6 or 7 times every day. For a while mommy was obsessed with how many times I pooped. She would get so excited when it happened. Now she doesn't seem so excited, but I enjoy doing it. It usually brings a smile to my face right before it happens. Here's a picture of my dirty diaper...
I'm working on getting it to come out the sides or up the front. So far it's only happened once.
At the end of the week, on Sunday April 1st, I got to take my first real bath. Mommy and Daddy kept on telling me that I had to wait until I had a real belly button, so once I did, I told them that I wanted to take a bath. It was so much fun...
Eating - I eat milk all day and all night. My mommy is breastfeeding me and I love my milk. When I wake up from sleeping all I want is my milk. And I will scream and cry until I get it. I think that my original ration of milk when I was just a few days old wasn't enough for a growing boy and so I lost some weight. Mommy tried and tried and tried to get me to eat more, but I was so drunk all day long that I kept falling asleep at the bar. Mommy started to refer to herself as Elsie so that's what I call her now when I want milk (she doesn't know that I call her that because I disguise it in my baby talk - screams). Who is Elsie anyways? So this is what my weight did from birth...
Mommy went to see this really nice lady at The Breastfeeding Center of Pittsburgh to help feed me. When I was 11 days old they clipped my tongue. It didn't really hurt me but by the look on mommy's face you would have thought they cut out my tongue. The lady said that I was "very disorganized" when I would suck on her finger. Well what do you expect from someone who has only had 11 days to adjust to this crazy world? And they only gave me 3 days to "organize myself" so on my 2 week old birthday when I still only weighed 7lbs 8oz they told my mommy that she was going to have to give me formula too. She started to cry - I tried to tell her not to, that I loved her just the same and that she was doing the best that she could, but she didn't understand me. So instead I just drank more milk. I've been drinking lots of milk - and when I'm not attached to mommy, there is this funny machine attached to her that takes my milk away. But she promises me that I"ll get it right back when I wake up hungry again, so I'm certain to wake up and let her know how hungry I am. Mommy didn't want to give me a bottle - something about nipple confusion, so this is how she and Daddy feed me my extra milk...
Look at my silly brother Mochi - he was trying to get milk from mommy too (he was waiting on the Boppy pillow) but mommy told him "No" and made him sit next to her. Thank goodness because sharing is not one of my activities yet.
Well, what do you know? 4 days after she started to add formula and more milk, I gained 9 ounces. Mommy and Daddy were celebrating in the doctor's office. I knew I would make them proud.
So my second daily activity is sleep. Like I told you before, I do an excellent job sleeping (especially during the day). Let me show you how good I am at it...
At the end of the week, on Sunday April 1st, I got to take my first real bath. Mommy and Daddy kept on telling me that I had to wait until I had a real belly button, so once I did, I told them that I wanted to take a bath. It was so much fun...
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