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 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)