My parents and I are travelling in NZ for 3 months as you of course know. Both my mum and dad have been writing about me but I have not written anything about myself. As this is my blog, I thought it would be a good idea to write something myself as well.
I was born the 10th of September 2011 at 20:50. That was 50 minutes after we arrived at the hospital. I was so curious about my parents that I could not wait any longer! I was 50 cm long and 3.5 kg. I have grown a lot sonce then and I am now about 8 kg and 68 cm already.
Life is good and I like to travel with my parents. They are a funny couple that give me lots of attention, love and milk. My father restricted my mother to have only one fika a day and my mother, in return, restricted my father to have only two Lattes a day. I can have all the milk and food I want though! We have just started with small 'smak portionen' so I am now also tasting potatoes, avocados, plums, carrots, and tomatoes. Yummy! My parents have restricted sugars for me though so no fika or drop for me yet. My father managed to eat 600 grams on drop in just two days, can you imagine! Not really certain whether I will manage to do that one day.
Getting to sleep is not my most favourite activity. We are changing rooms quote frequently and I do not like the darkness. I like to be close to my parents so when I need to go to sleep, I want them to join me. I am joining them on their many walks during the day so this sounds like a good trade to me. When I am sleeping, my fathers carries me to my own bed (yes, I am no longer sleeping with my parents!). I just wake up a few times during the night for some additional food. When we are back in Stockholm, my parents want to be more 'tough' on me as they want to have their evenings back. My father is even saying that he will enlist me for the marines to get some routines. I understand them and will do my best. If I have my own room, I am ok with getting to sleep on my own.
We said good bye to murmur and murfar last week and I do miss them a little. We are going to Holland the 14th of April and I am looking forward to meet farfar and farmur again. I will also meet my cousin Milan which will be exciting as well. The week after that, I will visit my Czech cousins. So nice! I am getting to be a real traveller already, just like my parents.
I like the Kiwis (not to be mistaken with the kiwi fruit, which I have not tried yet). They all think that I am a boy though. Yesterday, two ladies approached my father and again, the took me for a boy. They even said that I would be bringing home a lot of girls in the future with those beautiful eyes and were a bit ashamed when my father said that I was a girl even if I was wearing blue.
Well, now my parents start stressing about some sleep train again that they have to get me on, but I might write more another day. Until then, have fun!
Big bubbles and wet kisses Junia (aka lillgrodan, filifjonkan, minipils...)
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