Joshua Ilsters
I wonder - "what will my future look like...."
Here I am - tiny, little baby. Did not want to celebrate Christmas in mummy's tummy on my own (could not light any candles there or put up some Christmas tree), so i decided to come out six weeks earlier. I was fine on my arrival's day (that day was sunny and beautiful with lots of snow outside) - cried a little bit, but did not need any special equipment to help me breath, i did it on my own, although i was placed in incubator box with the right temperature for me. They showed me my parents right after operation and then dad came to see me couple times on his own while my mum was recovering from my efforts "to see the world", but in the evening she also managed to wheel to my room.
Week later i was fed up with that hospital, although all the doctors took reaaaalllly gooood care of me and were very lovely to me, but i was "on my mission" to continue to explore the world, so they moved me to children's hospital. There i was good enough to be out of incubator and two days later i decided to stay just with my mum in separate room. There i was on another mission - to put on right weight, so that doctors would be happy with my progress and i could go home as soon as possible. I did my job really good and finally, two weeks later after my birth, i was going HOME.
So here i am - stepped into New World and New Year - i wonder: what will it bring?
There is lots for me to learn in this year - to smile (can not get it quite right it yet), to crawl, to walk, to observe everything...
Want to thank my daddy for helping me out with putting in words my thoughts and writing them down for me in this blog. I need to let him go and get some sleep before i wake up again and cry for a bit till i get my daily bread, oh sorry - milk.
Bye for now.
