Hello there world, Annika Ruth Neuschwander here, reporting for my mom who has been a bit busy lately. Actually she's not that busy. Sometimes I fnd here just staring at me. Anyhoo, I was born at 8:30 p.m. on 9/10/11. As soon as I was born people started cuddling and cooing over me. I like it that way. They took good care of my and my mom in the hospital, but I like home much better. I kept getting woken up for vital signs and disturbed while eating. This one takes the cake, can you believe they poked me and drew my blood. As if coming through the birth canal wasn't enough for one day?
This is me in my going home outfit. It was a gift from my mom's "Little Grandma" 34 years ago and she wore it home from the hospital. My Grandma Judi saved it for all those years tucked away in a cedar chest. I weighed 8 lb 7 oz at birth. Guess what? So did my Mom and so did her mom. I liked the ride home in the car seat.
This is my comfy basinett. My Dad slept in it, my Uncle Seth slept in it and my Grandpa Bruce slept in it ....but I am the first girl to ever sleep in the basinett. Well minus some dolls, but they really don't count. The hat I am wearing my mom made for me on the plane to Switzarland. She didn't know if I was a boy or girl then. Can you beleive I skied the Alps 6 months before I was born? The liner of the basinett was made by my Grandma Judy with leftover material from the quilt my Garndma Cindy made. These people are a team! And the blanket ensuring my toes don't get cold was made by my Great Aunt Nancy . It is warm and it is snuggly. Gee, I sure had a lot of people working for me while I was in the womb. It's nice to be loved!
My mom, my dad, and I "LOVE" the moby wrap. It is so comfy and I feel like I'm included in everything. I am a really good helper. See me in the garage helping my Dad my mom's trainer bike ready. Yup, she get's the bike, I get the motorized swing. Do I not have the better end of the deal?
See me in the garage helping my Dad my mom's trainer bike ready. Yup, she get's the bike, I get the motorized swing. Do I not have the better end of the deal? My Dad didn't want me to get greasy so he hid me under the apron.
Next up details of my first fun outing.!!!!