No. Seriously. Hello world! I am 5 days old and I’ve seen just about nothing. I’ve been walking around the streets of Manhattan a bit, so in some repsects I guess I’ve seen more than some people will ever see in their whole lives.
I was born on October 12th 2005 at St. Luke’s Roosevelt Hospital on 59th street and 10th avenue in Manhattan. I weighed 7lbs 9oz and was 21 inches long. I’ve gained a tiny bit of weight since then because I eat like a pig. My parents say I eat twice as much as other babies. In fact, the first night they had me at home I kept them up the entire night because I was so hungry. They were clueless as to why. So I had a word with the pediatrician and she explained to them that they should leave the amount I eat up to me.
So anyway, my parents have spent the past couple of days trying to prove to themselves that they can still do the things they used to do even though they have to take care of me all the time. My dad tries to read while feeding me, and my mom takes me shopping. I’ve been really good so far, because I sleep most of the time. I am really only awake for 5 or 6 hours a day … feeding times. Other than that, I’m fast asleep in my car seat, pack-n-play or laying like a wet noodle on my father’s chest.
I’m gunna go now. I have to get back to my busy schedule of sleeping. Maybe tonight I’ll let them sleep for a few minutes. Later.