This week has been a long week.  For starters, I’m tired of this whole eating 18 times a day thing.  While it’s good to get some food, I get bored quickly and just want to get back to sleep.  Since I was already so fat, I’m trying to watch my figure.  I have not put on a single ounce all week so I am doing a good job!

On that note, I guess not gaining weight is a big deal for me.  So Mommy and Daddy have been taking me to various doctors.  This week I saw the Ear, Nose, and Throat doctor, the Physical Therapist, a Chiropractor, and my Pediatrician. 

The ENT guy is going to send me to Dell Children’s Hospital to have a tube with a camera put down my throat on Monday.  He says he can fix my breathing problems and help me eat better.  He also thinks I look defective!  How can he say that?  Anyway, they are going to do some DNA tests on me just to make sure everything looks fine.  I think it is just to prove I’m really from Mommy and Daddy and that I wasn’t switched in the hospital.

The Physical Therapist moved me all around and keeps trying to make me turn my head to the left.  I just don’t want to.  I was so mad I yelled the whole time at her. 

The Chiropractor grabbed me by my ankles and hung me upside down.  What is he thinking?  So of course I also yelled at him the whole time too.   

I’m off to the hospital on Monday and have to be there at 5:45 AM.  That is way too early!  And, they aren’t going to let me go home until Tuesday.  Mommy and Daddy promised that they would stay in the room with me so I won’t get too lonely. 

I hope you all had a wonderful St. Patrick’s Day.  Mommy didn’t let me drink any green milk.  I was a bit disappointed.  But, she did put some yummy powder in the bottle with her boobie milk.  I think she is trying to fatten me up even though I told her I don’t want to be fat. 

Pray for me on Monday!

I was looking and looking for my paci on Sunday but I couldn’t find it.  I got this special bright orange one in the hospital a few hours after I was born.  It was my favorite binky.  I looked over at my sister Kendall and there I saw it right in her mouth!  WHY did she take my paci?  It is not hers and she has a whole basket of toys to play with.

 I told Daddy she had it and he tried to get it back.  After running and fighting for a while, Kendall ate my paci!!!  At this point Daddy was determined to get it back so he took her to the vet to get it.  He came back with it in a few different pieces and covered in Kendall stomach juice.  So I think I’ll have to look for a new paci.  Thank goodness my cousin Danielle just sent me a new paci in the mail yesterday.  It is not orange though – it is black and yellow and has a bird on it…

Bad Kendall!

Well, I haven’t seen Daddy for a few days.  What is up with that?  He could only handle me for two weeks?  I guess he is probably enjoying his time away from my dirty diapers.  Mommy on the other hand isn’t really keen on changing my diapers.  She especially hates that I scream at the top of my lungs every time! 

On a side note, we got a preview from my photo shoot the other day.  Wow!  I look pretty amazing if I do say so myself.  And I almost didn’t even recognize Mommy in that last picture.  We should see the rest of my photos in a week or two.  I wonder when I will get a modeling contract?