Oh my dummy, where would I be without it?...
That is when I was still very young
:-)
It is not easy to keep the head up
That is when my mom still had no idea what to expect
Me and my "sister" Aja
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Some pictures
Oh my dummy, where would I be without it?... That is when I was still very young 
Friday, May 23, 2008
Mammy likes to do the washing
My mammy likes to do the washing. Every now and than she pushes the laundry to the washing machine and it seems she goes especially after my things. Well, I said to myself that I would do her a favor than – I will make her as much laundry as possible.
I learned a new thing. It can be used in many varieties but the best moment is when I am completely naked. Than the effect is the best.
I wait till she puts my clothes off and turns away to get a new diaper. That is the best moment to wet my pants except the pants are not there :). Actually I am quite good at wetting myself, all clothes (all she has just taken off me and stuff she meant to put on me to go to bed), bed sheets and clean diapers in the nearest area and also at least carpet or a curious dog if possible. Once I managed to pee on a wall which was at least one and half metes distant. I am simply very skilful :)
I learned a new thing. It can be used in many varieties but the best moment is when I am completely naked. Than the effect is the best.
I wait till she puts my clothes off and turns away to get a new diaper. That is the best moment to wet my pants except the pants are not there :). Actually I am quite good at wetting myself, all clothes (all she has just taken off me and stuff she meant to put on me to go to bed), bed sheets and clean diapers in the nearest area and also at least carpet or a curious dog if possible. Once I managed to pee on a wall which was at least one and half metes distant. I am simply very skilful :)
May 22 - Hips scan
Today I had my hips scanned. Of course I took mammy with me (somebody had to push my terribly heavy pram:)). I received an invitation from our hospital for 12:15pm but we left home much earlier. Mammy was not sure where the scan is.
At first I thought it was not necessary to go so early but at the end I had to admit mammy really knew what she was doing. Thanks to the “perfect” maps in the areal of the hospital I took a sightseeing tour. This tour had only one fault – I didn’t get to see much, because the view was partly blocked with plastic cover mammy uses over the pram when it rains.
When we finally arrived, there had already been quite a lot of people waiting and many other came after us. In a minute or two a nurse came and requested “orthopedical enclosure” (to wit a sheet of paper with results from the first hip scan from maternity hospital). Well, I do not have to stress there was not a word about it in the invitation, right? But luckily my mom always takes all papers with her so contrary to some of the other mothers she didn’t have to argue with the nurse.
On the way to the hospital, mom was thinking that I had not made anything to her for at least two days. She was naive enough to share her thoughts with me so I said to myself I should please her. She realized she should rather be silent in a moment when she took me out of the pram in the hospital and started to “unpack” me from the overalls in which I look like an astronaut.
She could feel some wet maps under my right shoulder and started to make wry faces. I can proudly say I am really skillful and when I try hard I can wet myself even through pampers. Well on the other hand I have to admit she took it quite well. She smashed through the crowds to the changing tables and took out not only dry diaper but also dry clothes.
That surprised me a little but I am not one of those who give up too easily. When she started to change me the diaper I focused my attention on my bladder. To confuse her, I made innocent smile on my face. Mother is now much more vigilant and does not leave me without a diaper for a second so I had to use a little trick. I violently shot up my legs and immediately put them back and started to move. For a split second the space opened and I hit the target with well aimed shot. This way I got rid of the dry shirt and jumper which mom wanted to put on me, poor thing. Her sour face turned in sort of desperate; and I think a little sad too.
At that moment a nurse called us in. She said to leave me just in shirt and diaper. Mammy quickly put me on the dry diaper and put me into jumper without shirt. The doctor checked my hips and after the half hour waiting we were out in two minutes.
Only after this I realized that I overshot a little. Mom left me in the wet jumper and all she did was she put a piece of cloth which she uses to wipe my wet mouth under the wet area of my jumper. It stopped to chill me but I wasn’t much comfortable. This made me a bit angry and I definitely had to express my opinion so I spited up the dummy and started to cry. Mom put me into the overalls and we left for home. I managed to get rid of the spare dummy too so we were quite a merry and loud fleet.
Well, when I take a think I have to admit it was a Pyrrhic victory. On the other side I still spared her. Next to my pram there was a guy parked who sweetened it to his mother much better (you could smell him all over the hall – ugh!). This I left for home :)
At first I thought it was not necessary to go so early but at the end I had to admit mammy really knew what she was doing. Thanks to the “perfect” maps in the areal of the hospital I took a sightseeing tour. This tour had only one fault – I didn’t get to see much, because the view was partly blocked with plastic cover mammy uses over the pram when it rains.
When we finally arrived, there had already been quite a lot of people waiting and many other came after us. In a minute or two a nurse came and requested “orthopedical enclosure” (to wit a sheet of paper with results from the first hip scan from maternity hospital). Well, I do not have to stress there was not a word about it in the invitation, right? But luckily my mom always takes all papers with her so contrary to some of the other mothers she didn’t have to argue with the nurse.
On the way to the hospital, mom was thinking that I had not made anything to her for at least two days. She was naive enough to share her thoughts with me so I said to myself I should please her. She realized she should rather be silent in a moment when she took me out of the pram in the hospital and started to “unpack” me from the overalls in which I look like an astronaut.
She could feel some wet maps under my right shoulder and started to make wry faces. I can proudly say I am really skillful and when I try hard I can wet myself even through pampers. Well on the other hand I have to admit she took it quite well. She smashed through the crowds to the changing tables and took out not only dry diaper but also dry clothes.
That surprised me a little but I am not one of those who give up too easily. When she started to change me the diaper I focused my attention on my bladder. To confuse her, I made innocent smile on my face. Mother is now much more vigilant and does not leave me without a diaper for a second so I had to use a little trick. I violently shot up my legs and immediately put them back and started to move. For a split second the space opened and I hit the target with well aimed shot. This way I got rid of the dry shirt and jumper which mom wanted to put on me, poor thing. Her sour face turned in sort of desperate; and I think a little sad too.
At that moment a nurse called us in. She said to leave me just in shirt and diaper. Mammy quickly put me on the dry diaper and put me into jumper without shirt. The doctor checked my hips and after the half hour waiting we were out in two minutes.
Only after this I realized that I overshot a little. Mom left me in the wet jumper and all she did was she put a piece of cloth which she uses to wipe my wet mouth under the wet area of my jumper. It stopped to chill me but I wasn’t much comfortable. This made me a bit angry and I definitely had to express my opinion so I spited up the dummy and started to cry. Mom put me into the overalls and we left for home. I managed to get rid of the spare dummy too so we were quite a merry and loud fleet.
Well, when I take a think I have to admit it was a Pyrrhic victory. On the other side I still spared her. Next to my pram there was a guy parked who sweetened it to his mother much better (you could smell him all over the hall – ugh!). This I left for home :)
First try to smile
On Monday I learned a great new thing. I know how to completely disarm my mam. I learnt to smile. I am not talking of some mimic nerve move as I did by that time. I mean to really smile; to widen the corners of your mouth and to add some happy shout.
She can be very tired and mad but all I need to do is to use some mimic muscles in my face and she melts like ice. At first it was just very weak try but I kept practicing – especially when she was not looking. The next day I used it in full range when daddy was there too. By the way – when talking about smiles, I should also mention the dimples on my cheeks; I think I am taking it after my mother. One day girls will be surprised when I give them my wonderful smile… :-)
She can be very tired and mad but all I need to do is to use some mimic muscles in my face and she melts like ice. At first it was just very weak try but I kept practicing – especially when she was not looking. The next day I used it in full range when daddy was there too. By the way – when talking about smiles, I should also mention the dimples on my cheeks; I think I am taking it after my mother. One day girls will be surprised when I give them my wonderful smile… :-)
So I was born
I was born one nice April evening. The whole day sun was shining… just much later after I have already arrived it started to rain.
I have to admit, that I was not very keen on being born even though it was such a lovely day. I felt very comfortable in my mam’s belly. Well, was I missing anything there? I don’t think so. But I became afraid of doctors. Those impatient doctors tried to frighten my mam that if I would not be born by the end of the week, they would put us into a hospital and that they would get light on me. They might be even able to use force to get my out! I had to avoid such thing and so I simply turned in on my own.
I let my mam to enjoy the nice day, go shopping and go for a walk with dad. In the afternoon she also managed to weed out some flower beds and have an afternoon coffee and some cookies with dad. And than we set out to the hospital to have it done as fast as possible.
A few days later we were at home and I started to familiarize with environment. I have one older “sister”. She is very hairy, has long ears and tail and a cold nose. I have only been able to watch her from distance so far but I have a feeling we will be great team the two of us. All I need to do for it is to grow a little and become little more movable. That is not so easy. I am happy to be able to keep my head up for a second when I am laying on my belly. I have to practice!
I have to admit, that I was not very keen on being born even though it was such a lovely day. I felt very comfortable in my mam’s belly. Well, was I missing anything there? I don’t think so. But I became afraid of doctors. Those impatient doctors tried to frighten my mam that if I would not be born by the end of the week, they would put us into a hospital and that they would get light on me. They might be even able to use force to get my out! I had to avoid such thing and so I simply turned in on my own.
I let my mam to enjoy the nice day, go shopping and go for a walk with dad. In the afternoon she also managed to weed out some flower beds and have an afternoon coffee and some cookies with dad. And than we set out to the hospital to have it done as fast as possible.
A few days later we were at home and I started to familiarize with environment. I have one older “sister”. She is very hairy, has long ears and tail and a cold nose. I have only been able to watch her from distance so far but I have a feeling we will be great team the two of us. All I need to do for it is to grow a little and become little more movable. That is not so easy. I am happy to be able to keep my head up for a second when I am laying on my belly. I have to practice!
Besides my sister Aja I also have some relatives… and parents of course. I like them, I like them a lot. That is just to be sure – if there was anybody who would come to a conclusion that it is vice versa. I just have to keep reminding myself to them so they couldn’t forget they have me. I have been quite successful so far, I guess. But they both have been taking it easy. Although they are veeeeeeeeeeery tired none of them has collapsed yet. Not yet….
My first blog
A little ram (Aries) was born… “Shortly after coming of little Ram
into your family, may be you learned that it is a nice and soft baby, which is also very lively and full of powers. Especially when the little ram is whole red screaming in the pram as for life to catch your attention. Do not be angry with him for that. He is probably just trying to tell you that he is not comfortable to be in the wet diaper. In the same strong way he will always let everybody around know his feelings and experiences and demand this way having his needs satisfied.” (From a book How to bring up children according to zodiac)… Well ... my parents will really enjoy the life with me :)
In another beautiful book a little boy says: “If you please, draw me a ram…” I for sure want to read this book when I am big. They say it is a very nice book and you can read it at any age. So far I just listened to it when I was in my mum’s belly.
But to not stray from the point… my parents have recently received many similar requests. Just nobody asked for a drawing of a little ram… they asked for photographs. So finally they decided to help me a little to create my own web pages. It is a very modern thing nowadays, isn’t it? Everybody has his own web blog, so why not me? I want to be totally in from the very beginning :-) ….
into your family, may be you learned that it is a nice and soft baby, which is also very lively and full of powers. Especially when the little ram is whole red screaming in the pram as for life to catch your attention. Do not be angry with him for that. He is probably just trying to tell you that he is not comfortable to be in the wet diaper. In the same strong way he will always let everybody around know his feelings and experiences and demand this way having his needs satisfied.” (From a book How to bring up children according to zodiac)… Well ... my parents will really enjoy the life with me :)In another beautiful book a little boy says: “If you please, draw me a ram…” I for sure want to read this book when I am big. They say it is a very nice book and you can read it at any age. So far I just listened to it when I was in my mum’s belly.
But to not stray from the point… my parents have recently received many similar requests. Just nobody asked for a drawing of a little ram… they asked for photographs. So finally they decided to help me a little to create my own web pages. It is a very modern thing nowadays, isn’t it? Everybody has his own web blog, so why not me? I want to be totally in from the very beginning :-) ….
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