What a long, strange birthday it's been

I was born on Tuesday, March 27 at 6:34 pm. It was long hard day. Mommy worked really hard to bring me into the world. I am really thankful to her. She was in labor for about sixteen hours and some of it was very painful. One time, during a difficult contraction, she got up and tried to walk to the bathroom, even though she was attached to I.V.s and monitors. Daddy was neurotic and worried about Mommy and me, but mostly he helped Mommy a lot. Grandma Alles was there too and she was a big help to both Mommy and Daddy, even forcing Daddy to go downstairs and eat.
After Dr. Smith arrived, the show got underway. Mommy pushed and pushed (and thanks to the drugs, she couldn't feel how much I was stretching her body out.) After an hour and a half of pushing, I made my debut appearance for everyone. They plopped me on Mommy's belly and Daddy started to snap pictures like he was a paparazzi. Everyone cried and smiled and were so happy to see me finally. After being weighed, washed, and tested (whew), they left Mommy, Daddy, and me alone to get to know each other. Then, Mommy and Daddy collapsed into a deep sleep, but I let them rest 'cause it's the last time they are going to get a lot of sleep for some time.

Oh, and I shocked them all by showing up on time (exactly on my due date).