Mango

When the going gets tough, the tough turn into fathers. That's how it's felt over the last two weeks.

Carla had a successful gall bladder operation, but a suture needed some help at our favourite hospital. Maya was merciful and fed like a pro from the bottle (previously expressed breastmilk) while Carla was in Narcotica, land of dreams.

Maya may be teething shortly as she is drooling more than a TV executive at a reality TV pitch session. The other big thing this last week was the Maya rolled over from front to back. I don't know who was more surprised; I was definitely the more frightened as she was on the change table. If I can do one thing, I would like to avoid the label of "Daddy dropped the baby."

Papa esta viviendo la vida loca con las chicas. Carla ya esta recuperando de su operacion y la Maya sobrevivio su experiencia de estar cuidada solamente por Papa. Gracias a Dios, por cierto.

Es posible que ya saldra los dientes de la Maya asi paso para mi sobrina y tambien mi hermana mayor. La otra ocurrencia sorprendente fue que Maya se volteo. No se si sabe como repetirlo, pero fue un accidente inesperado pero todavia bonito a ver. Que suerte que no la deje sola o pudiera caido en el suelo, como el Apu.

Bueno aqui hay unas fotos de hoy, que Maya cumplio 12 semanas.
So here are some photos from today, when Maya turned 12 weeks.


So where's a good disco, Mom? ?Donde estan las discotecas buenas, Mama?


I'm a disco baby! Mira mis pantalones de moda!



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