Oh, Baby Baby it's a Wild World

Atlas Wild Asaro is born

First meeting

I suppose my story begins in Washington DC back in October 2012 when my Mom was wondering why she was having trouble keeping up with other joggers at a conference.  When the family got back from a nice vacation she took a test and found out I had been stowed away the whole trip.

My due date was July 4th.  At midnight on a Friday night/Saturday morning, mom went downstairs and ate some Publix Bear Claw icecream and started timing contractions.  Unc came over and snoozed on the couch at about 2am while Mom told Daddy to get some rest because she was in labor but it would be a while.  By 230am Dad was getting the car packed.  By 330am Mom was bent over the hood of Daddy's soul in breathless pain waiting for the midwife to let her in the birth center.  They drew a hot bath and the minute mom got in her water broke.  I was born at 4:14am on Saturday, June 22, 2013.  I weighed 7 pounds 1 ounce and was 18.5 inches long.

I eat like a champ.  I was nursing before the cord was cut and we were still in the tub.  By my two week check-up I weighed 9 pounds 1 ounce and was 20 inches long.

My big sister Vie says I am her baby.  She likes to hold me and sings songs to me, even reads me books.  I am working hard to push up and hold my own head so I can soon play with her.  She is very concerned about my lack of teeth, but I think it makes eating milk easier.  So far life is sleep, poop, and eat.  The past few days I have spent a bit more time looking around and have even smiled a few times (for Dad first, of course).