Nanaimo

I'm home! Or closer to it anyway. At least that's what I understand. I actually have no recollection of going anywhere. Apparently there was a helicopter involved... after all these days laying in an incubator and staring at the ceiling I miss the most exciting part because I fell asleep!

My sweet ride.



 It's like a magic teleport. Close your eyes one place and wake up somewhere totally different. And Nanaimo is very different. It's very chill here. There are hardly any other babies here, just me and my new bud Riley. We've both got pretty pimp spots over by something called a window. My parents were excited about this and I have to say something glorious was coming through that window this morning. I think it's called sun. Anyway, there are no other screaming babies, no bells or alarms and my parents don't have to wash their hands for an agonizing two minutes before they see me. Not that I notice, but it seems to drive them a little nuts.



My first day

AAAAHHHEHEH EH EHHHHE E HEH WAAAA   WAAAAAA WWWHHHATTT THE HELLLL?

Those were my first words. I was seriously not expecting this. I was happy and cosy listening to the world muffle away from inside my Mom. What is going on???? I'mmmmmm COOOOOLLLLLDDDD!!! SOOOMMEEONEE HHEEELLLLLPPPP MMMEEEEEE!!!!

Oh no, oh no. No one can understand me... I see blurs of things that talk so loud. Like the words I heard from inside except so LOUD. And bright bright bright. My eyes, my eyes aren't supposed to see yet.

PUUUUUTTT MEEEEE BBBBAAACCCKKKKKKKKK!!!

Put me back, please put me back... Oh my god oh my god oh my god. Where is my MOM? I can't hear her anymore.... Dad? Dad? Are you there? I think I hear you, yes it's you. Ok ok ok ok. What to do. I hear my Dad telling me I will be ok. Ok. I will be okay.

All the blurry shapes are moving so quickly around me. They are poking me and wrapping me up and unwrapping me and putting tubes and wires on me... MMMMOOOOMMMMM!!! Where are you? I can be brave. I am brave. I am okay.

Ohhh... it's quieter now. And warmer. I'm scared to open my eyes, I manage to, just a crack though. I have warm blankets around me and despite all the annoying wires I seem to be quite cozy and comfortable in some sort of box. It's definitely not as squishy as my mom, but I think I can handle it.

I hear my Dad talking to me. I still not sure where my mom is.

Oh, I am so tired. I have no idea what just happened. I need to sleep.

Swimming

There I am. Living the life. Lounging and kicking. Not a care in the world.

This picture officially confirms my existance in the world. I'm gonna make it.