Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas everyone! Thanks for all of the presents! I think I made out pretty good considering I haven't made my debut yet. I think mommy's jealous because I got more presents than she did! Girls are funny that way.

There's just one thing I'm a bit afraid of...that big fat guy in the red suit. He's sort of strange.

Can't wait until next year...when I actually get to experience presents, Santa Claus, presents, Christmas dinner, presents, blue berry pie, and presents!

Tough Week for Daddy

It's been a tough week for daddy.

It all started with a failed eye surgery on Monday to fix daddy's "perforated cornea." You know it's not good when the surgeon comes out and says to mommy, "I'm not sure that what we did was the best thing to do." (Yes he really said that.) That led to a post-op appointment where the doctors basically said, "Oh $hit, we better send him to UCSF where they have real doctors."

This was the first time that I've seen daddy depressed and scared. My eyes are just starting to open up so I'm not really used to seeing yet, but it is pretty cool. I can see how not being able to see would be pretty scary. Daddy likes to be the rock of the family and doesn't want to be a burden on anyone. Now he's very reliant on mommy and feels like he can't protect the family like he used to be able to. I think it's a hard change for him.

Fortunately, the UCSF doctors were great. They rushed daddy into surgery on Thursday and fixed him right up. They un-did everything the first doctor did, grafted in some donor cornea tissue, and closed up the hole. They told mommy that things "went great and looked beautiful." I gave him a high five after he got out of surgery (yes, he felt it). I'm so proud of him.

I've been a bit nervous since mommy's driven up to SF every day for the last six days and this is really the first time she's driven since the accident. Fortunately, she did very well and everyone is safe at home. I think we have one more trip to SF before Christmas.

Daddy's eyes are very light sensitive right now (he wears his sunglasses at night) and he's putting lots of drops in his eyes. I think he's doing really well...but it's a long road to recovery (like two to three months before his vision gets better). I know he's resting up so that he'll be able to see me clearly on my birthday!

Go Sharks!

I'm so excited I'm kicking and punching away!

Auntie Christi and Uncle Mike are giving us their Sharks tickets for tonight's game against the Kings!

Uncle Mike has a conference call. He works too hard. My daddy had a conference call too...but he just rescheduled it after Auntie Christi asked if we wanted the tickets.

Go Sharks! Chomp! Chomp! Chomp!

A Picture Says A Thousand Words

OMG! But Don't Panic...I'm Fine (And So Is Mommy)

It's been a very hectic 24 hours. I heard my mommy and daddy say they've had enough excitement for a while.

Things started off pretty normal...ate my breakfast, bounced around while mommy got ready for work, and was put to sleep by the rumble of the car while we drove to work. Next thing I knew, I was doing somersaults and was squashed up against the wall!

Now...I don't know what happened...mainly because my eyelids are still closed...but I can hear. There was lots of commotion, sirens, and lots of questions.

Apparently mommy fainted while she was driving to work on the 101. (Auntie Char - This wasn't my fault! I was sleeping...not grabbing and squeezing things in there like you said! Hmph!) When she woke up, the car was upside down and she crawled out of the window.
Thank goodness for good samaritans.

Lots of people pulled over to help. One woman even gave mommy her rain boots to wear (mommy didn't know where her shoes went). Another man called daddy, explained what happened, and let mommy talk to daddy to say she was okay. The ambulance came and we were rushed to Stanford hospital.

Daddy got there right after we did (wonder how fast he was driving) and they ran a bunch of tests to be sure mommy was okay. She was fine and only had some bruises and a quarter inch scratch on her hand. It's amazing that she walked away in such good shape when you see the car. Smushed up car.

We were then rushed up to the OB where they checked me out with a fetal heart and contraction monitor. I heard mommy and daddy say that the sound of my heart beat was the best sound they've ever heard. We also had another ultrasound. Bottom line...I'm fine! The doctor said that I'm 1 pound, 6 ounces and around 8 inches long now...right on track! She also said that I was moving around a lot, like I was running away from her. If you had the day that I did, you wouldn't want to be bothered either!

After lots of time under observation, we were released to go home. What a day.

Thanks to all of the visitors who came by to check on us and all of the e-mails and messages. Thanks to the guys and gals at Stanford too. It sorta makes me want to go there (but don't tell mommy I said that).