My mom chosed my birthday because it comes every one thousand year. I played along with it; I stayed in her tommy quitely until that special day...
So it was a bright day (82F high and 54F low), mom first took my big brother to nanny's place in the morning (so he can spend a night there while daddy bonding with me in the hospital with mommy), to UPS to return the doppler she rented to monitor my heart beat, to the postal office to send some pictures of my big brother to grandma in China, then she came home; Daddy was working at home while mommy was out running errands. Now it's time to go to the hospital...
Nurses were waiting when my parents got there. The preparation started immediately. The doctor was late so mommy didn't get anaethetised until 12:50pm; I was out at 1:11pm; I was in such a big shock so I forgot to cry, instead I bit the doctor's finger really hard, then I started to cry with my quite voice...
I was 7 lb 4oz and 19.5 inches long, a 50% baby. I had a lot of hair when I was born and they were black with brown highlights. I scored 9 at the Apgar test and pasted my first bowl movement when I got my first bath. I have to say that it is really an easy ride to get to this world...
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