My first trip

Finally my parents have understood I need to go somewhere and they decided to bring me to the belgian coast for a long week-end. Good since there papa has nothing to distract him form me also considering I will miss him for almost a week now. Papaaaaaaaa!!!!! I discovered also how comfortable this other sleeping thing is. They call it maxi-cosi, I call it the sleeping chair. Nice.

I am also starting to educate my parents ... first things first. Open mouth equals give me the pacifier (or ciuccio)!!!

The problem of papa fully concentrated on me is that he starts waving strange big things in my face that he calls lenses. Mmmm ... I do not know. I am confused. To me it looks like a big pacifier (ciuccio). I want to taste it.

But when I try ... here it goes. He picks me up ... oh, papa!!! My favorite bed!!

Mamma is not a bad bed too .... but still I can't take my eyes off papa ... or so I pretend.

In the end, I am happy. Yes they complain I cry and I do cry since they seem not to understand me. But I am happy so I will stay. Just a pity we are already back and that papa will soon leave for a week almost ... oh, I will miss you papa.

Do not believe what papa & mamma say ....

Do not believe when mamma and papa say that I cry. I do not, I am an angel boy. I love to sleep in my stokke bed so much that I even smile in my sleep.

To be honest I sleep always even on my papa or mamma uncomfortable shoulder. And believe me, they are NOT comfortable. But sacrifices I have to make for my parents to be happy.

I even accept their kisses. I really do not understand what they are. It feels like they are eating me. Strange people. Still, as you can see I do not cry as they claim.

But sometimes, just like papa, I need to make myself heard and respected .....

Eccomi finalmente / Finally I am back

Finally!! I have asked papa to give me photos to put on my blog for a very long time. Days. And as I am only 12 days old, days is a very very long time. Papa always said he had no time because of me crying or his work or me eating. So I promised him to be a good boy on sunday, if he would give me the photos. So finally, here I am, eccomi. I am Matteo (again).

My birth was rather easy. Mamma did not have to push much since I was really curious to see who was making all those strange noises outside. I was very confused and tired, nevertheless. All my little body was purple. I heard papa is obsessed with photos, but I only realized when I saw him making photos of me after 45 minutes. I tried to cover my face but I was too tired.

I was very happy to meet mamma. I was looking forward to it. So much, that I was born with my eyes open. After feeding and some checks I was very happy to be back with her. There is no better place to sleep than mamma.

During my first day I realized that papa was also a good bed. Strange, when I look at him he seems to have less hair than me. Mmmm ... must be that my sight is not perfect yet. 

However, papa lacks something ... milk!!! And when I want milk I make myself heard. I rarely do so, but when it happens they can hear me for a long distance. And papa and mamma runs to me very quickly. Good! Now I know how to get things done for me !!!

Still, eating is very tiring for me. And mamma is so comfortable .....

At a certain moment, the doctor in the hospital said I was yellow. Me, yellow !!! So they put me with some sunglasses under a lamp. I was confused ... if I am yellow why do they put me in a sunbed. But I heard nonno Michele saying it was a anti-sunbed ... and so it was. But when I woke up, my eyes were still so yellow .... 

.... then they said I was lazy. So, here I go a second time under the lamp. And finally it was over. They said it would have made me less lazy. But I felt as tired as before. So I slept and this time with a new dress nonna Rosa bought for me. She kept saying in italian I looked like a little little man with it.

After five days, it was time to go home .... ooooo ... so many things here for me. I was excited. Two beds, my own wardrobe, my private pool. I receive at least a massage a day. And so many teddy bears. Some even with music!

And the beds ... they are so comfortable that I felt asleep immediately. Papa and mamma say that I cry sometimes the entire night. They must be having nightmares. These beds are so comfortable I am sure I sleep all time in them.

Did I mention a pool .... yes, I have one. I wanted to use it everyday but the doctor said no. I have a sensitive skin so only every other day. And when that happens I get also a massage from mamma. Nice !!! I do cried when that happens, not because I am cold ... but because I want more.

Unfortunately, I have to admit I am lazy. So lazy that my papa and mamma needs to use also bottles to feed me. And even then I am lazy. Or better I am like papa, I enjoy food. Why should I drink my milk in a few minutes??? I prefer enjoying it in an hour or more. I do not understand why mamma and papa are all worried about it.

Hey, it is time for eating again .... is that mamma coming here? Better stopping writing for now.

By the way, I wrote a lot about me. But who are you? What should I do?  Mmmm .... let me think ...