Nine Months
Today I am nine months old. I can do a lot of things. One thing that I am still not good enough at, is updating my blog. So, I thought that today is a good day to make some kind of a Felicia History.
To tell you all, in one post, what have happened to me since I was born on December 02 last year.
We start from the beginning. OK? That makes sense. Whatever that means. I don’t know. But my father says it makes sense to start from the beginning. So we start from the beginning.
Here I am just a few minutes old. Maybe 30. They put me in this fishbowl for some time, before they allowed me to meet my mom and dad. Stupid people wanted to keep me until the next day. My father didn’t want that. So they didn’t.
These pictures are from the hospital. As you can see, there were alot of sleeping happening there. Almost only. And some eating. And some cleaning. But mostly sleeping. I stayed at the hospital for three days. And some more. We went home on December 5. The Kings birthday. The Thai King. Not the Swedish.
Then I came home. And continued with what I did best at that time - sleeping.
A lot of things was going on the first week at home. But I don’t know very much about that. I was mostly sleeping.
But sometimes I woke up. I had to take a bath everyday. Sometimes with my mother, sometimes with my father and sometimes with my mormor. (Mormor is grandmother in Swedish. My mothers mother.) I like water. I actually LOVE water. It is fun. With water.
Now, that I am a big girl, I take real showers. With mom or dad. Everyday. I don’t want to get out of the shower, but finally I have to. Not that I do it voluntarily. They have to lift me out of the shower.
In the beginning of my life I liked to sleep on my mom’s or dad’s chest. That was nice and cozy. Now I want to sleep alone. Or, actually not alone. I like to sleep between my parents, in their bed. But not on my parents any more.
Here’s the whole family, together in bed.
Then came my first christmas. Whatever that is. I don’t know. People came, food was prepared. A tree in the livingroom and some scary red old man sitting under it with something in colorful paper. I don’t know. I left my mom and my dad and all the other people there and went to mormor.
Maybe I understand more next christmas. They say this christmas comes every year… I tell you more about it next time it comes around.
Here I am telling my father what I want to tell all you people. This picture was taken when I was one month old.
That was the first month of my life.
What have happened since then you might ask. Well, I have learned many things. First I leared how to stop using my pacifier. I really didn’t like it anyway.
There are not many pictures of me with that thing in my month, but I found one. Here it is.
Not very adult, is it? I don’t think so, so I don’t use it anymore.
Now I have to go to Central. Have to buy something, I don’t know what,. Dad says it is for the shower so I don’t slip. Good idea dad. I slip alot.
See you. Later today. Promise.
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