I've learned that I've got this condition called jaundice, which means that my skin and pigmentation is just a little yellow. Don't worry. It happens to 90% of babies, so that means I'm in the top percentile.
Anyway, to combat that, they put me in a tanning booth for two and a half hours with a mask over my eyes. And then they give me to Mommy for a feeding. So, simply put, it's kinda like I've been out in the sun for 150 minutes, then going inside to the shade for a 30 minute pina colada breast break.
That's been my world today.
I got to spend some time with my Gram today, and Uncle Shannon and Auntie Nessa also came by for an official introduction. I like them. I think they have a daughter around my age. That would be my first cousin, correct? See, despite my relative youth, I'm whip smart.
It seems that I actually don't live inside or womb or in a hospital. Mommy and Daddy live in an apartment in San Francisco. They're hoping that my jaundice clears up so they can take me home tomorrow.
As long as Mommy serves pina coladas there too, I'm game.