Hello Peeps! After a long hiatus from the blogging world (i was busy growing up, you know) I am back! I uploaded a bunch of videos of me doing impressive stuff. Be sure to to clap your hands after every performance because that’s just good manners. Also uploaded a bunch of pictures during my 3rd month here in the planet Earth, strangely mom and pops has few pictures of me on my 4th. Talk about Ningas Kugon. Well, theres more videos so thats better in a way. Also pictures of my baptismal party, of which a blog post will be forthcoming.
Theres not a lot of wiggle room down here so its getting pretty uncomfortable. I’m a generally calm girl but sometimes I get really cranky from this claustrophobic situation that I kick the walls. That’s when the whole mommy jerks. Sorry mommy, but Its just that I need more desk space to blog.
But its not deliberate all the time. Oftentimes I accidentally kick mommy when Im doing my physical preparation for the big show. My regimen consists of somersaults, arm stretch and, you guessed it, kicking. We, babies, do these things in order for us to not look limpy and stupid when we come out. You have to kick and scream and punch convincingly like a newborn to get a significant number of oohs, aaahs, and awww.
I make moving bumps across mommy’s tummy sometimes. I heard Daddy getting freaked out about it when he caught me doing it. Just for kicks, I tried to form a peace sign with my fingers to freak him out more but after 5 hours I couldnt’ get my fingers to form the damn sign, Stupid fetus-level psychomotor development! Well, anyway time for my exercise. See you in the bigger world soon!
See that rope like thing there? Thats where I get my food. Normally, babies don’t play around with it but as you know I’m special. So, I was bored one day and decided to play around with it by guessing the food coming in by feeling the tube… Hmm. meat.. potatoes.. some kind of vegetable… meat.. fish…wow, lasagna!.. oyster, eek! I was having so much fun that I didn’t notice the cord slowly floating above me. Now it sits at the back of my neck. The doctor woman was concerned that it might complicate my red carpet arrival. Dang! On the plus side, it scratched that itchy spot at the back of my neck that my tiny arms can’t reach… Yes, Juno was right, we really do have fingernails.
I don’t know about you but Christmas time should be cold weather but boy its getting hot in here! Well, turns out mommy has got this fever going on. Daddy is worried sick, as well as both my Grandmas. Maybe its because of work. Mommy should be excused from these consecutive nightly meetings not just because of her pregnancy but the danger of me being bored to death. rows and rows of Excel spreadsheets and bland Powerpoint slideshows Less words and more colorful charts, I say!
After a huge fight that left broken dishes and punctured walls, both my mom and dad finally decided on a name. The first name will be named by my mom, while the second will be from my dad. If I was a boy that will be interchanged. Furthermore, the first part will be a popular name while the 2nd part will be as unique as possible. So for my first name, Mom settled for Samantha, I heard grandma wanted that too. I like it! As for the second name, Dad coined the name “Euna” which is “Eric” and “una” which means first. Hmm. Japanese sounding but spelled in European. I’ll take it!
Now that’s settled, we can move on to the next problem. Which will be my offical nickname, Sam or Euna?

