First bath

Little piece of advice for my friends. Getting your first bath is difficult and traumatic enough. Getting your first bath from people who are giving their first bath, not recommended.


Witness the looks of confusion and fear. Is that a look of disgust on Dad's face?

Seriously people? Is this as good as we can do?

Woah! Woah! Cold! Brr! Brr!


So glad that's over. Next bath, February 28, 2012. Right Mom?

Two and a Half Week Update

Hey everyone, I'm two and a half weeks old now so I figured this would be a good time to update you on how things have been going.



I've had a lot of time to think and overall, I'm pretty happy with my situation. My grandparents from Dad's side of the family are visiting and they seem to like me a lot. Dad put a swing together for me today. I've gone to a couple of basketball games over the last couple of days. So basically I've been living the high life.

Also, I've been spending a lot of quality time with my mom since she is my only food supply. She's a nice lady. No matter what time I'm hungry, she's always there to help me out.


And despite my voracious appetite, she always seems happy to see me.


All in all, I would say things are going well. I'll post again soon with pictures of my current house guests.

Chilling with Dad, Part II

Mom was awful tired last night so she went to bed "early" (before 1 a.m.). So Dad and I chilled on the couch and watched some TV.

He even learned how to take our picture in the mirror. What a guy.


Here we are on an outing in Berkeley where we went to watch the Cal game. Bears won in overtime! As you can see I was pretty pumped.

The Continuing Saga of Mr. Crazy Arms

Don't judge me just because I sleep like I'm on a roller coaster. It's my thing.

See what I mean


I've even been known to break out of a tight swaddle. Sometimes my parents find me in the middle of the night, still swaddled tight, with a single arm straight up in the air. How do I do it? I'll never tell.

Aunt Jen

This nice lady came over and brought my parents some nice home cooked food. Dad said it was nice to not have to eat frozen pizza's for once. He seemed pretty happy.

Thanks Aunt Jen!

Chilling with Mom and Dad

So Mom and Dad and I had a night out on the town. We went to Costco, Babies R Us and Red Robin. I slept the whole time, which was nice for the parents because they got to have a nice night out together.

After we came home I had a big meal and spent some time just chilling with my folks. Notice those crazy arms again.



If you turn up the volume you can hear me making lots of silly baby noises.

Eyes Wide Open

I've been opening my eyes more and my parents are pretty excited about this. It's so easy to entertain them.



Ok Mom, I think we've had enough pictures for today. Let's focus on feeding me again.

Me and My Dad

Dad's been off work for a little over a week now, which means we're enjoying some quality guy time. Today he and Mom took me to my follow up doctor's appointment where I weighed in at 7 pounds 15 ounces. That's just two ounces less than my birth weight and a gain of a half pound from Friday to Monday. Dad was pretty proud of me.

For a rookie parent, he's already getting pretty good at multitasking. Here he is enjoying his Starbucks, providing parental nurturing and surfing the internet on his phone, all while transporting me to my doctor's appointment. Those are some serious skills. (Is that a Motown Records hat!? Strong move Pop.)

Here we are chilling out watching Kansas v. Kansas State. Rock Chalk nothing!

He's doing pretty good but it's exhausting at times. I decided to let him take a nap so he could recharge for the Michigan State v. Ohio State game tonight. What a guy.

Hi Grandma!

You've heard of Crazy Legs Johnson? (Me neither, actually. Just go with it.) Well they call me Crazy Arms Mookie.

Today

Today was a super chill day. I did very little other than sleep and eat. A lot of eating. Mom said since this time last night I've probably eaten at least 12 times. Just now I'm eating again only 20 minutes after my last feeding ended. And I sleep really good, only waking up when I'm ready to eat.


I'm also starting to open my eyes a lot more. And I'm staying awake more after I'm done nursing.



Let's have a contest. Everyone visit the comments section and guess what I'm thinking here. The winner gets a diaper full of my homemade treats! (Dad already guessed that I'm pondering my NCAA Tournament bracket, which is obviously goofy because everyone knows Selection Sunday is weeks away).

Homeward bound

I'm sitting in a railway station got a ticket for my destination...

Well, after four crazy days I'm finally back home tonight. And man let me tell you it is good to be home.

The trip home was probably the longest cross town trip since O.J. took a ride in a white Bronco. It took my poor Dad about an hour and a half just to pack the car. He said I travel about as light as a touring rock band. Ha ha, what a kidder!


Anyway, I'm pretty wiped out tonight after the long trip, not to mention a particularly confusing "medical procedure" I underwent this morning. What was that all about you weirdos? Finally a San Francisco political movement I can get behind!

("Intactivists," get it?)

Anyway, Mom's super wiped out too, poor lady. She crashed pretty hard when she got home. Notice the sleeping with her mouth open. I wonder if that has something to do with the two Vicodins she took for the car ride home?

Visitors from the Southland

The last few days I've had a chance to meet some really cool folks from down south. Here I am with Mom's family, minus Uncle Wael who had to leave to go back to work.


After a couple days struggling to learn how to eat I've finally gotten the hang of it. And now that I know what I was missing I have been nursing almost constantly. Last night, for example, I spent almost the entire night at my mom's breast, either nursing or sleeping. I've been an eating machine!

Which of course brings with it the Thanksgiving effect. Nothing better than a nap after a big meal. Here I am with Grandpa holding me while I chill.


And this is one proud Dad.

He loves me so so much.

Grandma Sue took a big long turn holding me. Something tells me she and I are gonna be pretty good buds. The rumor is that she really likes to spoil people. And since I like being spoiled, it just makes perfect sense.

Uncle Danny and Grandpa.


And here's uncle Wael hanging with me and Mom.

Hello world!

Here I am everyone!


I have to say it was a pretty wild experience all in all. My mom woke up around 1 a.m. with somewhat serious contractions and by 9:30 her water broke. By the time we got to the hospital her contractions were getting pretty close together and she was in pretty serious pain. So they gave her an epidural to ease the pain, which worked immediately and very effectively. Except, out of nowhere my heart rate dropped very low and the doctors were having a hard time getting it back up. My Dad said he had only gotten to the hospital for a few minutes and there were like seven people in scrubs running into her room. They started to wheel her off to emergency surgery but then my heart rate came back up. Dad was pretty scared. This happened about four times so they decided to do the surgery and then next thing I knew I was here.

I once heard of this comedian, Steven Wright, who said he was born C-Section so now every time he leaves a house he goes through the window. (Little comedy for the fans).

So here I am making my grand entrance. That's my head coming out of my Mom's belly. Pretty cool, right?


Dad took almost all of these pictures right in the operating room. He said that was an experience he will definitely never forget.

He is my hand emerging from my previous living arrangement.


Here I am again with SOME of the doctors and nurses who were part of my welcoming party. See them holding me in the foreground?


That's my Dad cutting my umbilical cord.



Here I am getting weighed. 8 pounds 1 ounce and 21 inches long.

Here's Dad trying to comfort my while they finished Mom's surgery. This is right in the operating room. I was crying so hard, but when I heard my Dad's voice I immediately settled down and tried to look for him.


And here I am meeting my Mom for the very first time.


And here I am meeting my Mom for the very first time. Pretty cool.

Couple videos from the delivery

My Mom's water broke!

I'm ready when you are Mom

Got my stuff waiting by the door...

Ready or not...

Mom woke my Pop up at 3 a.m. this morning. Kind of weird. She's standing over the bed, fully showered, mumbling something about turning on the light so she can find a pair of shorts. I know, 3 a.m., right? Crazy lady. Then she said something about "contractions" and the guy freaked. He told me today's gonna be a pretty big day for me.

I wonder if all of this has something to do with my reaction to seeing this during the big game yesterday. That guy cracks me up. I laughed so hard and started kicking and everything. I wonder if I jarred something loose.

And now for something completely different

No news is good news, right Mom? O.K. maybe not. I wonder what's got her so grumpy.

Anyway, since there are no new updates I thought I would share a report from my Dad's exotic native lands. This lady cross country ski'd down Woodward Avenue from Royal Oak to downtown Detroit for work on Wednesday morning. My father's kin seem like exceptionally strong and resourceful people.

Also, check out this video. Click on the picture and press play. Burr!