For Me? You Shouldn't Have...

But I'll take it!

Last Saturday, like several Saturdays in the future (wink), I was surrounded by ladies. They call it a 'baby shower', but I didn't feel any cleaner afterwards. In fact, there were a lot of people trying to put their hand on mom's tummy, which just happens to be my current home, thank you very much. I have a feeling if they could've gotten to my cheeks, there would've been some pinching. But I'm not complaining...there was free food.

And the presents...oh, the presents. All for little ol' me. It's a little embarrassing: I mean, I'm just a product of an ancient reproduction process. I am adorable, of course, but it's a bad precedent to shower (oh, that's where it comes from) a person with gifts for just existing before he even enters your world. Don't you think? The poor dog never gets anything and he's been around longer than me. Oh, I've been handed a note from the Tall Man: the dog never gets anything because he destroys anything he comes into contact with. He also says getting things for free is a perk of being a Fox, so I should get used to it.

Now, I'm just a baby, so I don't know what all the gizmos and gadgets that I got are supposed to do. But, there's a lot of toys, along with a lot of things with Foxes, Cardinals and Missouri Tigers on them. M-I-Z! And, that's just what I can see out of mom's viewfinder. I included a picture of it from my point of view. Enjoy! Because I still have T-minus 7 weeks (?!) before I can enjoy it.

I've got to come out where?

Wake up people! Big Brother is watching us...and I'm not talking about the dog. Whenever I'm ready to come into your world, all kinds of people are going to be up in my business.

The Fox family, (me included since I'm nestled in mom's tummy) sat in on a 'class' about how my 'birth' is going to go down. Down is the operative word in that sentence. Have you heard how I enter the world? Thank God I am not a girl. I don't have to watch those videos again until I have a baby myself, which is never going to happen because girls are gross.

At least I could flip around and skip the gross parts. The tall man got pretty queasy seeing the first video of a birth. Luckily, by the fourth (or fifth, or hundredth), he was numb to the miracle of life.

On the plus side, I did see the cushy place where I'm going to be staying once I'm out. It's called Postpartum, but to me it looks like the Ritz Carlton, whatever that is. I've included a picture from Boone Hospital's website along with a link to their baby section. It's a good site.

Suites

Imagine being able to experience the birth of your baby in the intimacy of home-like surroundings, and then relaxing with family and friends in the comfort of your own family room! The Boone Family Birthplace at Boone Hospital has been designed to provide you with the best possible environment in which to become acquainted with your new arrival.