Chery
Jul 31, 2006, 04:41 AM
Hi AHMD folks.
My name is Alexander Bryce, I am now two days old. I was born on 29 July 2006 at 5:40 (17:40) in Landstuhl, Germany. And the first thing my mom said was "it's got hair" (She didn't have any when she was born)
You all know my grandma by now, and have heard of my mother Jaime, so I just thought I'd say hello to all of you and ask you to please be patient with grandma, as she's busy helping mom take care of me.
Initially I was in a hurry to get out, but after trying out three different techniques (water, chair, two beds) I changed my mind and wanted to stay in the room I was used to. The midwife tried to move my head sideways a lot, but I did not want to look there, I was focused on something else and didn't want to let her move me anymore. Besides, I did not like the pain my mom was going through, and every time she yelled, I turned my head to try and make her stop.
Anyway, they played a trick on me (after 12 hours), drugged mom, (and me), and then all of a sudden I was lifted out of my comfy room and had to face lights and was chilled. Then a nurse took me and just fumbled and fumbled my body all over, which I did not like at all. Grandma says I have a great set of lungs. She also says I have another 'great set' but they only look big now, and I'll grow. She also says that I'm the only man in her life that she will let get away with everything. Naturally, she thinks I'm the cutest thing breathing, and I guess I have to live with that. I already noticed that grandma has a baby feet fettish - I have long feet and she's just going crazy over them. She said I'll always have the cleanest feet in town - whatever that means.
Dad was there with mom the last three of those 12 hours, and that made mom feel a lot better. He went in with her when she had a C-section - whatever that means, but I think that's what prevented me from staying in my comfy room with womb-service. I have to actually squiggle around and make a sound now to get this thing to suck on. When I doze off on this thing, she tries to take that boob away, and I have to latch on it - that's fun. So, I guess there are no more freebies - I actually have to work at getting fed.
Grandma will help me keep you informed on my progress, so please, as I said before, be patient with her - she's got her hands full, between the hospital, two homes and two cats at present.
By for now,
Alexander
http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_11_57.gif (http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxdm801YYDE) http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15/15_5_16.gif (http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxdm801YYDE)
Grandma will send more details and pictures by the end of the week.
My name is Alexander Bryce, I am now two days old. I was born on 29 July 2006 at 5:40 (17:40) in Landstuhl, Germany. And the first thing my mom said was "it's got hair" (She didn't have any when she was born)
You all know my grandma by now, and have heard of my mother Jaime, so I just thought I'd say hello to all of you and ask you to please be patient with grandma, as she's busy helping mom take care of me.
Initially I was in a hurry to get out, but after trying out three different techniques (water, chair, two beds) I changed my mind and wanted to stay in the room I was used to. The midwife tried to move my head sideways a lot, but I did not want to look there, I was focused on something else and didn't want to let her move me anymore. Besides, I did not like the pain my mom was going through, and every time she yelled, I turned my head to try and make her stop.
Anyway, they played a trick on me (after 12 hours), drugged mom, (and me), and then all of a sudden I was lifted out of my comfy room and had to face lights and was chilled. Then a nurse took me and just fumbled and fumbled my body all over, which I did not like at all. Grandma says I have a great set of lungs. She also says I have another 'great set' but they only look big now, and I'll grow. She also says that I'm the only man in her life that she will let get away with everything. Naturally, she thinks I'm the cutest thing breathing, and I guess I have to live with that. I already noticed that grandma has a baby feet fettish - I have long feet and she's just going crazy over them. She said I'll always have the cleanest feet in town - whatever that means.
Dad was there with mom the last three of those 12 hours, and that made mom feel a lot better. He went in with her when she had a C-section - whatever that means, but I think that's what prevented me from staying in my comfy room with womb-service. I have to actually squiggle around and make a sound now to get this thing to suck on. When I doze off on this thing, she tries to take that boob away, and I have to latch on it - that's fun. So, I guess there are no more freebies - I actually have to work at getting fed.
Grandma will help me keep you informed on my progress, so please, as I said before, be patient with her - she's got her hands full, between the hospital, two homes and two cats at present.
By for now,
Alexander
http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_11_57.gif (http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxdm801YYDE) http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15/15_5_16.gif (http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxdm801YYDE)
Grandma will send more details and pictures by the end of the week.