I hate the hiccups

I really really hate the hiccups. And I get them all the time! I even got them when I was still in Mommy's tummy. I don't just get the annoying hiccups; I get the ones that hurt! When I get the hiccups I cry a bit after the first one, and after the next hiccup I cry even more. Somewhere between the fifth to tenth hiccup, I'm wailing and my face is all red. It helps when Mommy or Auntie Heather pat my back and talk to me until it stops. If they keep rubbing my back I'll go right to sleep, I'm so tired of fighting the hiccups. But then, sometimes, I get woken up by--you guessed it--the hiccups. Sorry the video is so dark, but here I am with Auntie Heather and the hiccups. (Hey--that sounds like a great name for a band...Auntie Heather and The Hiccups... no? Ok, then.)

Mommy and my nurses are still waiting for me to eat enough before they will let me go. They want me to eat about 2 ounces at each meal. Usually I leave about 1/4 to 1/2 an ounce. Since they've been thickening it a bit with rice cereal, they're going to try it now without the cereal, in the hopes that I won't get full so fast. I've also been real spoiled having Mommy here with me--I'm so used to being held while drinking my bottle that I insist on that now--only the best for me! I love to snuggle, so this combines two of my favorite things--a full belly and a warm snuggly lap.

Since the video was so dark, here's another picture from yesterday of me with my auntie.