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.
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