My First Day Home

I have been a busy baby since I got home yesterday. For a while I hung out, watched mom unpack, vacuum and clean (Callie didn't get the memo that she wasn't supposed to shed while we were gone... honestly, she probably got it and just ate it before reading it... I'm obviously the only intelligent child in this family) then I took a good nap with my dad.

Another first order of business was a bath. Sponge baths at the hospital just weren't cutting it, I needed to be submerged. I missed my bathtub. I like it so much I've been in there 3 times since getting home. Once for general cleanliness, once because I had a diapering disaster that just couldn't be solved without a bath (how embarrassing!) and once more because mom tried to trick me into a 3 oz bottle when I have a 2 oz personal limit - I took it just to tease her, then I spit it all back at her. I mean, C'mon Mom, 2 oz at a time makes a girl tall, skinny and beautiful... the doctors want me to take more out of sheer jealousy. We've learned this about them before. Anyway, I got my 3rd bath, my 3rd outfit - and mom got a new outfit too. Ha Ha. Oh- by the way - doesn't my scar look amazing? If you have to get your chest cut open - those are the doctors to do it. They understand a lady can't afford big nasty scars. Too bad those nurses who put tape all over my face causing my sensitive skin to be irritated and cut didn't have the same idea. Jeez.

I can't believe I still have this to deal with. I've lost my ability to sleep through her barking too. I'm going to need to build my tolerance for her loudness again. Since it wasn't too cold out, Mom and I took Callie for a walk... or Callie took us for a walk. Details aren't important. Mom thinks it's funny because each time she brings me outside, I sneeze. What's so funny about that? I haven't smelled fresh air in 24 days. So rude.

Here I am trying to put Callie in her place. Sit HERE Callie. That dog doesn't realize who's boss. Just wait until I start my solid foods - then she'll listen to me or I won't drop any for her.

Dad and I watched some TV in our chairs. Mine vibrates. I win.

Then we had to run some errands. You've seen me wear this hat before - but now I have full cheeks. I like to think of it as big boned. Curves are beautiful. Inner beauty is what counts. Etc, etc.

Well, blog friends, I think this will end my daily updates. I intend to be a lot less high maintenance and less exciting. It's normal to feel empty inside, to sit at your computer and refresh my page hoping beyond hope that an update will appear. I think withdrawal like the one you will experience needs at least a 5 step program.... or you can have some of my methadone. (I'm only allowed to use it for 2 more days... *sigh*) I absolutely will continue to write to you about me - a girl's gotta keep her fans happy - I just won't be writing daily. Try not to cry on your computer - that could make for all sorts of a mess. Thanks for keeping up with me on my journey to being a big(ish) healthy baby- I sure do appreciate all your thoughts and prayers.

I'll talk to you soon!

With Lots of Love From the Bottom of my WHOLE Heart,

Abby