31 Days of Infant Photos and Musings: Swaddling
I have a love/hate relationship with swaddling. On the one hand, I feel all cozy and warm. It's like I'm giving myself a long, gentle hug, and before I know it I'm out. On the other hand, I know mom-lady is doing this because she intends to put me down, and I already told you I don't like being...
31 Days of Infant Photos and Musings: Joke’s On Her
The day I was born was...well, it was traumatic. First I was all warm and cozy, then - BAM! BRIGHT LIGHTS! NOISE! COLD! WHY ARE YOU POKING ME?! I started to panic, which is apparently cause for concern because my handlers were all, "Her breathing is elevated! We need to slow it down!" Then they...
31 Days: Brangelina
On my third morning in this place they call home, mom-lady told dad that she had a dream. A couple named Brad Pitt and Angeline Jolie came to visit because, apparently, they wanted to meet me. Mom-lady told dad that Angelina, or "Angie," held me and coo'ed (people do that when they hold me)...
31 Days of Infant Photos and Musings
Hi all. Annika here. I'm dictating my thoughts on life to the mom-lady telepathically while I nurse. THAT'S RIGHT. I AM THAT GIFTED! This is how I usually look when I'm giving the mom-lady the 4-1-1 on this thing called living: To the untrained eye, I look like any other sleeping baby, but...
