Home sweet home...

I finally made it! It has been a long strange trip but now I have made it to my humble abode. Sorry that I haven't been keeping everyone abreast of new developments but I have been keeping myself busy with mom's continuously developing breasts. More pics real soon. For the record, I have not even cried yet unless I need changing...pretty impressive, huh? I decided I will save all the crying for when I need pity after I have done something really wrong. Stay tuned....peace.

A snapshot of my thoughts

Dad and I have been the camera hogs these past 2 days and I guess by now you all might be wondering why I have yet to post a picture of my mom and I. Well, considering she just forced her body to push something the size of a watermelon through an opening the size of a small lemon, she is not really in "photo op" condition. The hospital gown really doesn't do much for her nice figure and the lighting isn't good for any one's complexion. I hope this doesn't hurt dad's feelings but I want to thank my mom and let her know that she is the best and most important person in my world. She has carried me safely through this world for 9 months and now is presented with the daunting task of keeping me fed and healthy for the next 18 years (at least). She has been absolutely amazing throughout this whole experience. She is a natural; comforting, calm, loving and absolutely beautiful. During labor and delivery she showed me that she is my real hero. Dad is like a little kid with me and we will have a lot of fun but mom does all the real work by putting her body and mental stability on the line (sleep deprivation is not cool). So dad can claim that I look like him or that I am gonna be just like him but I hope I get my real strengths, natural compassion and kind ways from the love of my life--my mom. When I open and close my eyes she is there...the best person in my universe. I will post a picture when we take one that I think is suitable, I don't want anyone downloading pics of her with her boobies hanging out...

Jack

Family traits...

On the left is a picture of daddy on day one and the right is yours truly. A chip off of the old block, I hope my poots don't smell like his. I am heading out of the hospital tomorrow but mom must be having complications or know someone who is...she keeps talking about bloody mary!? Who is that? I hope they are OK. I do know one thing, some lady snipped off a piece of my manhood today and I cried bloody murder, but now that I have gotten used to it, it looks much better....kinda like a bad haircut. Stay tuned, I need a nap. XOXO

Whew...

so here is a little bit of the scoop...I am 8 lbs. 8.oz and 21 1/2 inches. My hair is blond (duh) and I am perfectly happy breastfeeding. All of mom and dad's long walks every night really paid off, a few minutes out of the womb, I was already lifting my own head. It will take all of us a few days to get our heads right after this 24 hour event but thus far I am feeling loved and healthy. Our doctor was amazing and so were the nurses that rotated in and out throughout the evening. Nana and paw paw (Billy and Margie) are here for the first few days to help out and Grandma Rose and Granpa Jim will be here when we leave the hospital and head to the house on Thursday. They will stay until Sunday and then Grandpa Phil and NanaKat will bring up the rear (and change mine) with a visit from Sunday until...? After I get my clean bill of health a few weeks later, we are heading to the coast so daddy can do his internship in Elizabeth City at the DA's office. Please be patient fans, there is plenty of me to go around and I plan on making the full NC, MD & NY tour by the end of the fall. Thank you all for the love and support, it helped bring me into a perfect world.

I have a lot to say...

but I am so tired that I will have to tell you all about my trip later. I'm gonna eat, take a bath, trim up my ding-a-ling, and nap for a while. Stay tuned for the man of the year---

~Sonny--in the flesh

Delay...

mom decided to take a little pain medication since her contractions were getting rough and her dilation was not too expedient. Now I am upside down with all my peeps waiting outside to meet me and the one person I need to cooperate with me has DFO'd (done fell out). It's cool for now but she better have some sweet milk waiting for me or there will be hell to pay.

I'M Bouncing Out...

and entering the world, it's gonna be all mine. Looks like dad's date might be correct as long as mom doesn't force me out sooner simply to make sure he isn't right. Water is broken and I am gonna start ejecting. I will post a pic of my beautiful face soon...cheers!

The Main Course...

is not going to be me today, I hope. Mom had the bright idea that picking up an afternoon bartending shift "as a favor to a friend" at her restaurant down the street would be a good idea. Her rationale is that she is bored out of her mind around the house and either she stays here and strangles dad or goes to work and makes some money while waiting on me. I would like to meet my dad soon so I guess she made the wiser choice. If this amniotic sac breaks while she is shaking up a dirty martini, someone might loose a few points on their restaurant sanitation grade. As the saying goes, shake a martini, don't shake a baby. I think that applies more out of the womb than in. Either way, I am pretty protected in here from harm. A little jolt from an afternoon of mom's restaurant labor might actually spark her labor. Dad thinks I will come tomorrow though my due date is not for 6 more days...only I hold the answer to that question!

Tipping the Scale

Dad is celebrating. He made it out of his first year of law school unscathed. His final exams were worth 90% of his semester grade and while they waited, the tension around the house was not often mentioned but I could feel it in mom. I kind of wished that he would flunk out so that he and I could start a demolition business when I get out of here but at least now he will be able to represent me in any strict liability case I get myself into. I might not like like demolition when I get older anyway, I guess I can practice by "blowing up" some diapers when I get out of here and see how that makes me feel (pretty good I am sure).

Hospital Humor

I heard this joke through the womb the other day, pretty funny...

A recently immigrated African woman is in the hospital and just had twins, a boy and a girl. But no one is there with her except her brother. The nurse comes into the room after the delivery and says,"your brother has taken the liberty to name the children." The new mother says,"Oh no! He probably gave them stupid American names!" The nurse says,"The girls name is Denise." The mother says,"That's not bad, I like it. And the boys?" The nurse says,"The boys name is De-nephew."

Now Hear This, Brutus!

Those ears are gonna be all mine. Once I learn to crawl, I'm gonna use his hairy body to assist me in standing and then I am going to grab and pull those big ol' ears. Especially the floppy one, that thing is going to have more slobber on it than my bib. Wanna know what is really cool? Well, mom says he is practically blind in his left eye so that will be the side that I will attack from, he'll never see me coming. Ain't life grand!?!

2am

Seemed like a good time to get mom and dad up and ready to go to the hospital. I think that they need to be on their toes and ready at all times so I made sure with a little "false labor" that they would be totally alert. Dad started timing contractions when they were about ten minutes apart for almost an hour, then I simply stopped causing any movement. Eventually they both fell asleep but I remained awake thinking about how to trick them next. Man, I sure am hilarious!

Poor Skin

I guess with mom having freckles and dad being so susceptible to UV's, it is a good thing that I am going to be a Redskins fan. Maybe I will be the mascot. Anglo-Saxon skin sucks. Stock up on sunblock for me grandparents!

Happy Thoughts

I need to be more positive like my mommy. Complaining will get me nowhere. Like the old adage goes, when life gives you no money for hats, make a fro-hat.

Poolside

Mom took a while to get in today and boy was the water cold. Ya' know, some people don't realize that human skin is not all that thick when there is a big baby boy growing beneath. I froze today underwater and when out of the pool, the bright sun beamed right through mom's tight skin and into my developing eyes. I am saving a really good cry for when I get out, somebody is gonna pay for my discomfort.

No news is good news?

Not exactly. Mom and Dad were hoping that I (Daniel Jackson Donahue, a.k.a. Jack, a.k.a. Sonny) would grace them with my presence by now but momma-Shelle is still bellyaching (literally) and dad is considering an in-home procedure with some Vaseline and kitchen tongs. It is hard to understand how they can miss someone that they haven't even met yet but I guess that this is the one of the few times in life that they can feel these strange range of emotions so should probably embrace it. I am sure that once I come out they will forget all about the build up of anxiety and anticipation, especially when I am waking them up at 3am looking for some milk. I really hope they are not too anal about time anyway because I would rather do things on my own terms.

Grandpa Jim came down to visit yesterday. He had a very calming voice and sounded cool. I heard dad say he looked like he had nuts in his mouth, what the hell did that mean? He actually ticked my foot through mom's belly. It made me chuckle but I am pretty sure that you should offer to shake a man's hand before touching his feet. Since I am not sure which of these extremities is my hand, I will let it slide.

It is getting tight in here. I am 60% effaced which means not only am I upside down but my head is stuck half-way down a canal leading to the unknown. Soon I am just going to bite the bullet and head down to see what is on the other side, I'm guessing it will be kind of like being an astronaut, frontiersman or maybe a spelunker?

Word is on the outside that we are going swimming today. That is really fun for me because all the weight of the world is lifted off of mom's belly when she submerges and it cools off my little pod. I have a feeling when I get out, swimming and water activities will be some of my favorite activities. Anybody got a boat? How about a pool? I hope so.

It is nap time for me. Hopefully mom will eat soon, I am starving and that coffee this morning has my bowels all fouled up. I'll post soon. Later alligator.