week three

i survived my circumcision (better yet, my dad survived) and i'm recovering well.

this was a busy week...i had my first field trip (as my dad called it) to IHOP on monday. mom's carrot cake pancakes looked so good, but no matter how many times i asked, she wouldn't let me have a bite.

tuesday was my first christmas and i must say i kinda like this holiday...big tree with sparkly lights, wrapping paper, and did i mention the presents...oh what fun!

i got some growing to do to fill out this baseball cap.

all that excitement wore me out... merry christmas to all and to all a good night

week two

my mimaw makes the best pillow...my dad says i sleep like my mom (mouth open and all)

this play mat is pretty cool...lots of fun stuff to see and do...can't wait 'til that whole hand-eye coordination thing kicks in.

week 2 has been full of excitement. i had to go back to the pediatrician for a weight check (i was down to 7lbs 13oz last wednesday). as of today i have regained my birthweight and then some (8lbs 12oz)...woo hoo, my mom's got the good stuff!!!

sunday night my g'pa jackson surprised us all by flying up a few days early...now i've got 4 big people to cater to me...life's good!

tomorrow's a big day...the big "C" (my circumcision...no photos please). mom's got the tylenol ready, but i don't know if i am :o(

i'll keep you posted...

my first week on the outside

my mom has finally gotten around to downloading some more pix of me.

i've been hanging out with my dad...

my mimaw...

and some alone time in my swing...

and i even went to see my pediatrician...BRRR!

i must say, life's pretty good on the outside...

My Birth Day

The doctors gave my mom a "due date", but I'm still not sure what all that's about...who knows when I'm supposed to enter the world (except me and God). So December 7th came and went, a day that will live in infamy I hear, but I decided to continue to hang out in my mom's nice warm tummy...even though her friends kept calling to see if I had made my debut.

Saturday night (about 9:30) while my mom was watching her favorite movie, Gladiator, with MiMaw (her mom), She felt her surges (what hypnobirthing people call contractions) becoming more and more regular. When she told my dad, I think it sort of sent him into "game time" mode.

We stayed at home and dad helped mom breathe through the surges until about 2:45am...then we were off to The Birth Center. We got there about 3am and mom was 7 cm. Unfortunately noone had taken a nap that day (except me) and dad and MiMaw were sleepy, but I think the exitement about seeing me helped them fight off the Sand Man.

About 9am it was time for mommy to push, so up on the birthing stool she would go and at 9:25 Sunday morning out I would come. I was a lot bigger than my mom or dad anticipated...8lbs 11oz and 21 inches long. The nurses kept talking about how big my hands and feet were...guess I won't be in those NB clothes very long.

The nurses and midwife thought my dad had been a doula in a former life because he did such an amazing job coaching my mom through labor...they said it should have been taped as a testimonial for hypnobirthing (thanks Loretta for helping my mommy and daddy bring me into the world in such a peaceful and calm way!).

I got to hang out with mom after I was born for a long time before I had to get a bath, and I had no problems with that whole latch thing...I'd been sucking on my hands for quite some time. We hung out at the Birth Center all day, my g'ma got me dressed and we went home about 7 last night.

Here are some pictures from my b-day...stay tuned for more life according to me... Benjamin Brock Sumpter (you can call me Brock).