Socializing

For someone who doesn't talk much, I continue to be the life of every party.  Had a party yesterday and people couldn't keep their hands off of me.  Had a party tonight, people couldn't stop whispering in my ear and telling me sweet nothings.

"Ahhh, Taylor you're so cute..."

"Ahhh, Tay, you're the best..."

"Ahhh, TTT, shmooopy shmooopy schmooo..."

"Ahhh, Taylor, I just want to eat you up..."

"Ahhh, Tay Tay, b-shzzzzzzzz-boooo..."

"Ahhh, Taylor, dooo budshzzzz szchooo szchoooo..."

I mean, people...I am so darn cute but you should hear yourself and the way you act around me.  I'm going to start video'ing you all so you can see how childish YOU are all being.  I love it, but I thought grown ups acted, just that.  

Met my the Thompson side of my last name today.  Special people and I am lucky to have them come visit me in Toronto for a while.  

The man in the red suit...

This day is all about the man in the red suit...I guess.  To me, it was just another day for me which translates to shuttin 'er down for about 20 out of 24 hours.  Even though I slept through the day and didn't pay attention to any gift given to me for which I appologize, I do appreciate Santa swing'in by the house and dropping some gifts off for my cousins.  

A few things I need clarification on:

• How did a fat man fit down that impossibly small chimney on St. Clements?
• I am pretty sure I saw dad eating the cookies and spitting out the carrots and dumping out the milk, so why did people tell Michel that Santa's reindeers ate it? 
• How can Uncle Phil sleep longer than me?  
• Why do people give me clothes that are way too big for me?  Has anyone seen that I need clothes that fit NOW since I am so lickle!

After a scary oven fire with the Turkey, a big thanks goes out to Grandma and Grandpa Telfer/Woods for throwing a huge party with my uncles, cousins and the Wright family.  

Merry xmas.  

I'm Sorta Famous

Famous people get their names in the paper.  My name was in the Saturday paper, uh huh beat that.  For those of you who missed it, not sure HOW or WHY you could miss this, but just in the event you had something more important going on I have posted a photo of my name in the paper.  Won't be the last time my name prints, especially if I do end up getting that Goodyear gig.  

Due to high demand following my article, I will be unable to respond to all interview requests especially with numerous holiday commitments already booked.  However, appearance bookings can be made through my publicist.  

Big shout out to my new boyfriend, Oliver and his parents Meredith and Andrew, who also was interviewed for the Saturday Globe and Mail birth notice section.

My Friendly's

Thanks to everyone who has come by to hold me and love me over the past week+.  Merry x-mas to everyone and we'll hopefully see a bunch of you over the holiday

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Please forgive me...

Sorry, so sorry...Sorry, so sorry...Sorry, so sorry...Sorry, so sorry...No really...I'm so sorry.

Because of THIS zzzz stuff, I haven't updated my blog in two days, but how am I supposed to when I sleep all day and can't muscle the energy to wake my tiny bum-bel-ale-o up.  "If am gonna be honest with you" (S

imon Cowell, American Idol Executive Producer) I haven't seen more than 36 hours of sunlight in the past 9 days so everyone should pretty darn lucky that they have been able to read what they have been able to read.  However, my publicist insists I have modeling opportunities available so I have to be more diligent.  He says the Goodyear job is opening up and I have

 a shot at it.  I am a firm believer of bringing home the bacon and supporting the fam.  Tough economy out there folks, gotta seize the opportunity when it presents itself.  Movin' on.    

 

Went to the see the Doc again today, but whatever "I'm not too worried about it, really. I wouldn't worry about it.  Don't worry about it.  I'm not worried at all." (Evan, Superbad)  Doc gave me thumbs up and said I am ready for life and gaining weight like a champ, see you in a month and drink your milk...it does a body good.

My house gets invaded this week with a bunch of new faces - so much fun!

• Cous Andrew
• Cous Michel
• Unc Eric
• Auntie Josee
• Auntie Laura
• Unc Matt
• Unc Matt
• Gramps Thompson
• Grammy Thompson

Hey, can everyone put the vibe out to the man in the red suit with a sleigh that I am here and really would appreciate it if he slipped down my chimney?  

• #1 on my list:  a carribean vacation and clothes small enough to fit lickle me
• #1 on mom's list: a night nurse
• #1 on dad's list: a few more hours of sleep
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Snorting...

I must have lived on a farm in a pig pen in my previous life, just ask mom and dad.  When I get anxious, I just can't contain myself.  My body goes into convulsions and my piglet'ness comes out.  Snort, snort, sniff, sniff and then wa-bammm...my head rocks side to side uncontrollably like I'm rocking out to 'Livin on a Prayer' at a Bon Jovi concert.  Just imagine what my parents think of me, especially when I'm acting like this between 2:00 AM -4:30 AM.  I would change my possessed behavior if I could, but people...when I want something I need to get it and this is my way.  

But but but but but but but...here's the thing.  Even when I do get my way and get more food, I still can't control myself.  Put it this way.  When you're out at a bar having $1 brewski's at happy hour and the bartender tells you it's last call, don't we all drink what we already have uncontrollably and then go buy crazy amounts more just because we don't want to miss the special price?  OR...don't we always overeat at Cheesecake Factory everytime even though we tell ourselves not to just because it's so good and we need to have the desert even though there is no room?  OR...don't we always buy more than we need at a JCrew sale because we're afraid there will never be another sale as good?  OR...isn't it like being at Costco in the ketchup isle and even though you have enough ketchup at home, you buy the enormous two pack of ketchup that could last a normal family 2 years, just because it's Costco and the price is right.  Welcome to my world people.  The things you all want, you go crazy for for no reason.  This is how I feel every couple of hours.  I'll change someday, but just let me be who I want to be.  I'm only 7 days old - happy 1 week birthday to me.  

I'm a Big Girl Now...

I sleep and...I sleep a lot.  Maybe too much, but what else is there too do?  But today I tried something new because I don't really love sleeping anywhere besides in my parents arms.  Why would anyone want to sleep anywhere else?  It's warm, cozy and I get kisses all the time when I sleep in their arms.  But today, I slept in a big girl crib.  Neeeeee-ner-----neeeeee-ner-------neeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-ner (for about 45 minutes and then I was bored).

I'm actually sleeping right now in my "leather reclining chair" and my publicist is writing this entry on my behalf.  I gave him permission to write as long as he accurately portrayed my day.

I had a few friends swing by in the snowstorm today - Knoxburger and Lex.  They pretty much looked like snowmen when they walked into my pad.  Thanks for swinging by auntie's and please say thanks to Penny and George (kitten 1 and kitten 2) for the gift that is under my Christmas tree.  Can't wait to open it in a few days.  

I get a bath tonight - booo yah.  

Agenda for the rest of the evening:  sleep, eat, change diaper, bath, sleep, eat, change diaper, sleep, listen to The Devil Wears Prada...new day.

I'm lovin' it. 

Party People...

Yup - I got lazy about blogging.  It's been tough learning how to type so quickly but look at me, I'm already typing up to 4 words a minute with my extremely long fingers.  That's good, right?

Tough day yesterday.  Let me summarize for you.  

12:00 AM - 2:00 AM:  ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

2:30 AM - 5:30 AM:  waaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh

6:00 AM - 9:00 AM:  zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

9:00 AM - 10:30 AM:  zzzzzzzzzz, while getting dressed and ready to go to the dr's office for ANOTHER check up

10:30 AM - 12:00 PM:  zzzzzzzzzzzz, while Dr. Epstein checked me out.  We get to hang out again on Monday for another check up.  High fives for my weight - I'm at t

he same weight as when I left the hospital.  6 lbs 10 oz.  Holla

12:00 PM - 6:00 PM:  A car ride here and there, and then zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz pretty much the rest of the afternoon plus a few bites of baby McDonald's.  

6:00 PM - 7:00 PM:  Doing my nails and blow drying my hair getting ready for a paaaaaaartyyy.

7:00 PM - 8:30 PM:  Party time up on Buckingham Avenue.  Holla.  Just did my thing in the corner.  Fun party even though I couldn't find one person my age there to talk to.  BUT...I scored a few gifts from a few nice older folk so it's all good.  How come someone else has a green tree in their house?  I thought we were the only ones with one.

8:30 PM - 10:30 PM:  chilling with a few zzzzzzzzzz, and a few wahhhhhhhhhhh's

10:30 PM - 2:30 AM:  hanging with dad on the couch blowing more zzzzzzzzzzzz  

My New Home

You all should see the snowsuit my parents tried to put me in yesterday before leaving the hospital. What a joke that was - it might have fit some of my 9 lb friends, but it wasn't quite the size for a peanut like me...yet. Very cute, but it'll have to wait a while. After a few hugs and kisses from the nurses for "ms. chubby cheeks" it was time to make the trip out of the hospital. I think my cheeks are my best feature actually.

I have to admit, I was kinda excited to go home even if my nonchalant behavior said otherwise (i.e. sleeping).
But dad, he was just a wee bit nervous about taking me outside those hospital doors. Apparently there is something called cold weather and wind chill...I've never heard of that before...so he got a little freaked out about that. We survived though and I never flinched a bit once exposed to this cold air thing they were speaking about. So in the car we went (by the way, nice car dad, but it needs a cleaning) off to MacPherson Avenue

Mom and dad gave me a tour of the house and showed me around - that took all of about 15 seconds. Although a little smaller than some of the other baby's houses I met at Mt. Sinai, I think I can survive here for a while especially with that sick 42" TV that Dad said I can watch Baby Einstein on. My room is quite cozy and I love the crib, but don't expect me to sleep there anytime soon by myself...maybe in a few weeks. I want to be with Mom and Dad for a while.

Grandma came by in the evening after work to help out for a while - thanks Grandma. She is a big help in bringing by groceries and dinner for Mom and Dad. I met some more people today, Ginnie and Emily. I think that's like 100 people over the last couple of days that I've met, but it's cool, I'll take all the attention I can get.

Not to boast or anything, but I am pretty brave. I took a bath in a big girls bath tub. Please sign me up for that again.

I'm Headed Home Today!!

Today is the big day.  I am going home to MacPherson Avenue to check out my new home.  I like the Four Seasons and all of the Dr's and nurses, but I heard I'll like mom and dad's home more.  Dad, go warm up the car so I don't freeze my tiny butt off. 

High fives...I gained weight over the course of the night.  From 11:00 AM Monday Morning to 9:00 AM Tuesday morning I gained a whole 5 oz and now weight 7.3 oz...yeah baby (no pun intended...what is a pun by the way).  Big props to mom and dad for keeping to a tight schedule and feeding me like every 2 hours or so and pretty much never sleeping.  You did your part and I did my part.  Good work on upgrading to the private room - it really us all sleep.   

Thanks to everyone at Mt. Sinai hospital on the 7th and 10th floors that took care of my mom and me for the past 66 hours+ (that's how old I am exactly at this minute).  

We're outta here...

My Third Day - December 15

Wicked...made it through another day.  Rumor has it that mom and dad slept the best they have in days.  Apparently I had just a bit of a tantrum from 3:00 AM - 4:00 AM - so bad that the nurse had to comfort me for the entire hour!!  While I was feeding in the wee hours of the morning I caught dad snoozing away, not even paying ANY attention to me, on mom's bed.  

When we all woke up in the morning we were ready to sign our paperwork and get out of dodge, but I screwed things up.  I have lost more than the allocated amount of weight so guess what...we're staying at the Four Seasons another night free of charge.  

I saw some familiar people today.  I saw Dr. Paul Bernstein, the man who caught me in mid air, my night nurse Charita who takes such good care of me and then I finally got to meet Dr. Shapiro who's voice I have heard for 9 months saying that I was being a good girl inside of mom's belly but didn't end up delivering me.

Mom and dad had Burger King for lunch and when I smelled those fries you better your bottom dollar I woke right up and felt the urge to eat myself.  Fries, burgers and milk - now that's a meal.  

More visitors on the way over tonight.  No one told me my parents were so popular.  Hopefully I'll be keeping you all updated from my new diggs tomorrow.  Until then, good night and sweet dreams.  

My Second Day - Mt. Sinai Hospital

Today was my first WHOLE day being Taylor and I have to admit it's kinda fun being Taylor.  I get lots of attention from so many people - nurses, mom, dad, Dr's, other moms, dads and their babies, grandparents, grandparents on the phone, great grandparents, aunts, uncles...yada yada.

I'll set the record straight right here - I like to eat and I like to eat often and if I don't eat often enough I'll be sure to let you know one way or another.  And usually after I eat I have to excuse myself because I make some pretty cute burps which brings me to the other thing about me.  I'm a little gassy ok, BUT I don't stink.  I'll try to work on it, but at my age everyone is pretty gassy and I can't help it if I get upset because I can't burp or toot on cue.

Because I like to eat I encouraged mom to go to a feeding class in the morning...which she did.  I think it's helped because I am now eating more than EVER!  Does anyone understand how much leverage I already have over my parents at my age?  With a few cues or a few cries I can get get them to feed me or pick me up.

If you were to ask me, I would rank this as my second favorite day ever.  Thanks to everyone who came and held me, told me stories, told me that they loved me and talked to me on a cell phone.  A special thanks to my parents who are completely sleep deprived, but wouldn't trade it for the world.  

My Birthday - December 13, 2008

This is right after Dr. Bernstein pulled me out and passed me to my mom.  

Mom is pretty excited to see me.  Oh and cut me a little slack here about my black hair and little cone head.  It should all work out in the end.  

Bubbles and more bubbles...this breathing thing is different than I am used to.  

Wow, what a day.  I started the day like every other day I had ever experienced and that was inside of my mom's tummy.  What a warm spot that is let me tell you.  But today didn't end up like every other day - today was the day I got to meet my mom and dad which was SO much fun. 

Around 7:00 AM mom, dad and I checked into Mt. Sinai hospital in

 Toronto for what a "screening".  It was a tough night sleeping for mom the night before so she and dad decided to come to the hospital and just check on me.  The nurses checked on mom and realized she was in labor and ready to actually deliver me.  I think she was surprised since I wasn't supposed to come until December 17th!  

Sorry about my feet.  Anyone else ever been in a pool for 9 months?  I am also an old soul FYI

Mom was a real super star today and because of her strength I met her at 3:57 PM.  I have to admit, kinda weird going from a warm cocoon to a moderately warm hospital room, but I think I handled it pretty well.  I didn't really cry too much actually because I just fell right back asleep in mom's arms - it was pretty cozy in there too!  

But Dad was pretty good too today.  I could hear the doctors telling him what to do and then coaching mom through her delivery.  I also thought it was pretty cool when he cut my umbilical cord - Great job dad.  

I have to admit, today has been pretty fun actually and I am looking forward to this place.  Life isn't so bad.  Sleep, eat...sleep, eat...sleep, eat..I think I can handle that for a while.  Plus, I get attention from so many people.  They love holding me and telling me I am so cute...hopefully they stick with me through what I have heard are called the "awkward years" later on in life.  My long fingernails could also be a problem too if I don't get them under control.  Mom, please book me a manicure.

Love,

Taylor Telfer Thompson, December 13, 2008 (i.e. My Birthday)