Well, since Mommy is not writing her thoughts in this blog, maybe she can jot down some of mine.
The last 4.5 months have been just crazy. First, I was pushed out from my cozy little "room" to a room full of super bright lights and weird faces, who were all up in my business. The woman in a white rob put me down on the chest that seemed familiar. I recognized the heart beating, the smell and the voice of a woman who was holding me (mommy). I also recognized the dude's voice who was standing next to her just starring at me without blinking (daddy). Then I finally got a bath. I wasn't too dirty or anything but I still couldn't meet all the folks that wanted to see me without a bath.
I think Mommy blogged about my entrance to this world, so I'll skip to the a later chapter in my life. Mommy and I spent 2.5 months at home together. The first month was the hardest for both of us. I mean, both of us were not getting enough sleep because I was hungry every few hours. I wasn't picky about food just as long as I get my share. (I remember some docs at the hospital saying babies don't need any food for the first couple of days, really? I bet you would be screaming at the top of your lungs if you didn't get any food). I wasn't picky how the food got to my mouth either - mommy, bottle, or little cup. At first, mommy and I had our misunderstandings. She didn't always know what I wanted and I couldn't really explain it to her. We started playing a little game. I would cry and mommy would guess what I needed/wanted - diaper change, food, warm blanket on my tummy.
A few more months passed and now we totally get each other. We are BFFs. We play together, laugh, read/eat books, cook, eat, and dance around the house. Oh, and we also like talk like 24/7 (totally exaggerating, we talk when I am not sleeping).
I do like Mommy but I think I am Daddy's girl. I love it when he comes home from where ever he spends his day. I put on the biggest smile just for him! I know he liked it. He smiles back and wants to hold me immediately. It's definitely L.O.V.E. Daddy loves to play. He can spend hours playing with me as long as I turn off the volume on my toys after 10 minutes. He really doesn't like listening to the same melody for a long time. But I get it, who does, I get annoyed too! Daddy and I also get to sleep in together most mornings. I just love waking up next to daddy in a big comfortable bed.
There are also grandparents. I see my granny everyday. She is entertaining me while my parents are at work. Grandpa comes everyday too to pick up granny. He is hilarious. He makes weird sounds at me and thinks I really like the baby talk.
And let's move on to the latest chapter of my life. I can now roll to my stomach (started at 4 months) but how do I get back??? I haven't figured it out yet. Mommy finally recorded my moves on camera. I was teasing her for 2 weeks and only rolling once per day when she wasn't around. I love my toys - the cube, pink hippo, lion, and Sophie is really tasty too. I also love the jumper that my parents borrowed from my cousin. My auntie and uncle said he didn't like too much when he was my age. Really? Not liking it? I love it. It is my favorite place in the house. Boys are just weird!
This is all I can think of now. But I think I am better at this whole blogging thing than Mommy. Hehe... :)
Miss A
