My side of the story

My first question? Why is everyone so rushed around here? If I have learned anything, its that everyone needs to just chill and slow down. My daddy taught me that early. I like his idea of things. Just relax, no need to get all worked up. And that is what I did upon my entry into this new world. I just relaxed and took my sweet time. Not my sisters, they were here within hours. Me, I would have taken longer if I had the choice. 27 hours was too fast for me. I mean, really. What is the rush? Its too bright here, anyway. I dont think mommy was too happy that I took so long....

But daddy...he didn't mind. Except he said that chair was awefully uncomfortable....

I dont think that mommy was unhappy with me...I think she was more unhappy with the doctor. The one who stuck her back with 4 needles. I heard them say something about the needle not going in, just hitting her bone in her back. She felt most of the pain the whole time, but she is a trooper. I mean, if she could do it with my big sisters with nothing, she could deal with this...right?

Anyway, back to me.

I think Daddy was happy I was finally here.

Then I was greeted by my big sisters.

Sheesh, there is a lot of pink in this house. That needs to change.

Sometimes, I wake up and mommy is kissing my cheeks. They are kinda irresistable, aren't they?