Hi, my name is Baby.

Mommy and Daddy went to the doctor today and saw me for the first time.  There I was, up on the screen.  Well, at this point, I look kind of like a bean-shaped blob and less like a human, but Mommy and Daddy could hear my heart beat.  It was so loud and fast!  Mommy started crying.  The lady took pictures of me and told Mommy and Daddy my birthday.  January 27.

I'm about a week younger than Mommy thought I was when she first went to the doctor, so today, I'm 7 weeks and 2 days old, still the size of a blueberry.  Daddy talks to me a lot.  He says, "I love you, Baby, and I want to keep you safe and warm."  Mommy feeds me.  Sometimes she gives me healthy food like avocados and bananas and blueberries and yogurt and spinach and tomatoes and salmon and eggs and red peppers.  But sometimes she gives me junk food like Tostitos and cheese dip, orange creamsicle ice cream and brownies.  Hee, hee.  Mommy can be naughty sometimes.

I can't wait to meet Mommy and Daddy.  They seem nice.  They said they were going to teach me Spanish and Daddy said he was going to teach me how to play the guitar.  Mommy already has books that she wants to read to me.  She has a whole book of Curious George stories for me and even a Curious George doll.

Mommy says she's really glad I haven't been making her sick.  I have been making her tired though.  And hungry at weird times.  And sometimes I keep her up at night.  Sorry, Mommy.  The next time Mommy and Daddy see me will be in 4 weeks.  Meanwhile, I'll keep eating and growing and becoming a strong, healthy baby!