A daily photo-blog of my life as an American transplanted in the UK.
Monday, 21 December 2009
Year 2 Day 82: Crouching Baby...
After taking many blows to the bladder and ribs for the majority of the past 40 weeks and 8 days, I didn't need convincing that my child was likely part-ninja. For those who were in doubt, I give you photographic proof that this is true. I think he's actually meditating here whilst dreaming he's in a Jackie Chan film.
I was supposed to be returning home today, but due to some high levels in my blood at the last blood draw, they want to keep me another night for "monitoring." By monitoring they mean, hold me captive and check in on me long enough to give me my pain meds and respond to when I hit the little orange button to ask when the dinner trolley will be around.
So, since I'm prisoner of Russell's Hall, I may as well make good use of my time. There is some fantastic photographic-lighting in this room so I've decided to turn it into my very own little photography studio. I could honestly put that Bounty baby photography lady out of business considering the pant photo she took today of my little man. Hideous!
See what I mean?! I'm not paying money for that! (I'd like to believe he even had his chubby fist pulled back to sock her in the nose...but she clearly cropped that out.)
After two and a half years in a long-distance relationship, I packed my life of 29 years into 21 boxes and moved to England to marry and be with my husband, Matt. Now I'm reveling in the youth of my 30s in Great Britain, supply-teaching in primary schools near Birmingham and enjoying newlywed life, being a mommy, and all the surprises they bring!