Grandmas are Good!

Lately I've discovered I have these spectacular things called grandmothers. Who knew?
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You see how I'm just too shy to say how much I enjoyed meeting my grandmas?
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Life's too good -- mom and grandma too?
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Granddads are awfully sweet, too. Mine makes fun sounds.

Biggest outing yet

Tuesday was exhausting. First I had to go to the pediatrician for the first time. Although I slept through most of it, it was exhausting. Just getting dressed and into the car was such a bother.


Then there was the big walk to the farmer's market. My Dad took me, but I guess I slept through that one. Well, it was exhausting anyhow.

Here I am!

Whew, I'm exhausted. I'm finally home with my parents and Grandmother Nonna in Berkeley. I was born on Thursday night. My parents arrived at the hosipital on Wednesday morning for a test and didn't return home until a few minutes ago.

So here are the basic facts:

I was delivered at 9:47 PM (21:47)
I weighed 8 lbs 8 ounces, 21 inches long.
I was wide-eyed but a bit confused and blurry in the first moment. And blue... As I got cleaned up I met my father, then a few minutes later, my grandmother Nonna. Such a busy social life. Sorry, sleepy now.... a few photos before I go...


Here's my mom a few days before I arrived, walking around on Mt. Tamalpais and wondering what's taking me so long.


At the hospital, getting to know ma my first full day in the world.


Got a bit tired.


I'm starting to get the hang of this.




My dad looks so tired and then he starts calling me "wee bairn". What's up with that?