but here is how the last couple of weeks went for me:
I was born. 1 week early. Probably because my mom works in Corporate America and this gives her all kind of stress for all kinds of unimportant things...but it went like this.
My mom woke up with contractions and tried to tell herself it was just her imagination (because there is no WAY she could have a baby early!) especially considering that for her maternity leave to kick in I really NEEDED to be born post Feb 4. After a short stroll around the neighborhood at 4 AM she felt her water break and decided this is actually happening, woke up my Dad, said they needed to maybe start heading to the hospital...but 'no need to hurry"...until there was a need to hurry. They got stuck in some serious Seattle I-5 traffic and I came pretty close to being born in the car on the freeway, but ended up making it to the hospital in time for 15 minutes of pushing...and then I was here.
I went home and saw the set up is here. It is cold on the outside! but I have a big brother who is always willing to cuddle. Especially face to face when I am trying to sleep. There is a ton of love around this place. So much that it can be hard on a little guy like me...
My belly button fell off and I was kind of getting settled in....
and after all of that...here I am again...almost good as new. Ready for what the next 2 weeks will bring...
