Hello, hola, bonjour, aloha

Greetings everyone.  Welcome to my world. I am absolutely thrilled to be out in fresh air and hear sounds clearly instead of constantly muted and muffled.

Although I can’t see clearly yet with my eyes that will hopefully remain blue, rest assured I will be able to make the visual distinction between a twizzler and a spear of asparagus one day.  I’m sure this will probably make my Mom cry she’s already losing me and my Dad will beam with pride because we will share the same sweet tooth.

My journey to get here has been long, but interesting and extremely surprising to say the least.  From the excitement vibe I constantly feel, I gather my arrival has been very anticipated which already makes me feel like a superstar in that I have a solid friend base.

As for some tales of my voyage, it started with me being robbed of a bit of my essential amniotic fluid in an amnio (and, if any of you remotely know my Mom, you know how every drop of liquid counted for me).  I also suffered from a severe lack of space (you New Yorkers can relate) as time passed.  Then, at 30 weeks, I was literally ‘shocked’ in-utero because my Mom had an accident.  The experience was, needless to say, intense. I fully accept my fate to become some sort of gifted, electrically powered, future superhero.  Besides, I got the last laugh on my Mom and Dad when I decided to let everyone know I would have none of this induction nonsense and I play by my own rules by coming unannounced and unexpected three weeks ahead of schedule.

Well, I’m off to nap again, but stop by and give me a shout out when you get the chance, you can never have too many friends.