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Introducing Zachary Thomas Ingoglia |
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Well…let me tell you
about Saturday, October 5th, 2002! It all started off as
relatively normal day of warm slimy darkness. I can usually hear some
muffled sounds too. The sounds I heard were the sound of the car driving. I
could hear discussions of the freeway being closed for construction…whatever
that means. I hear this discussion often…it’s a hot topic in the car! After
a few minutes of driving, we arrived at our destination. When we arrived, I
felt very comfortable and relaxed. I could hear some voices discussing some
medical stuff…all Greek to me! I also heard discussions of a card game…I
believe dad won that game too. :-) |
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| After a little
while, I began to feel a little uncomfortable. It was like the walls were
coming in around me. That feeling would come and go…it wasn’t too bad in the
beginning, but after a couple hours, I was starting to get a little
irritated. I thought of yelling but I can’t speak, so I just went with it
and tried not to let it bother me. Then all of a sudden, things got a little
crazy. Seems like every couple minutes, the walls were coming in around me
and it was getting harder and harder to resist. My head was getting
compacted into this little space and it was really not any fun at this
point. Every once in a while I felt my head getting poked by something…I
really don’t know what. Then all of a sudden, I hear people saying PUSH! I
thought… “push what”? So I started to push…I was pushing with my legs and
pushing with my hands, I really had no idea what I was doing at this point,
but they kept yelling push so I did!. Next, I heard people saying, “look at
his hair”? “Look at whose hair,” I thought. They must have been looking at
my hair...this was getting kinda weird. Finally, my head felt a little cold,
the lights were bright…and all I could do was scream, so I did. Next thing I
know, I am no longer in the warm slimly darkness anymore…it is very bright
and very cold. I really didn’t understand what was happening. I was pretty
scared, but there were nice people all around me telling me how cute I was
and talking about how long my hair was, so I started to feel a little
comfortable. I laid on mom’s tummy for a while and that felt nice. |
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| Just when I
was starting to feel comfortable with the whole thing, I was taken off mom’s
tummy and I was subjected to all kinds of medical experiments! Now I knew
what was happening…I had been abducted by aliens. They were poking me
everywhere, so I started to cry. My foot must have been poked 10 times!
Couldn’t they get it right the first time??? Next they started cooking me!
Yup…they had me in some kind of heater. I soon realized that it wasn’t that
hot, and it kinda felt good. After a couple minutes, things got a little
better. Dad gave me a sponge bath and my hair was washed. Dad even tried to
put a diaper on me. He seemed a little scared…what did he think I was going
to pee on him or something? |
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| I heard
everyone discussing how great mom did. She didn’t take any pain medication
at all. I thought, what about me, didn’t I just go through a painful
traumatic experience too? …and poor dad, he had to watch the whole thing!!!
Well…mom IS great and I am a very luck baby! |
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| Lot’s of
people came to visit me and everyone was very excited. I was pretty zonked
out, so I didn’t really put on a show or anything, but everyone was smiling
and had a good time I guess. |
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| Today is
Sunday October, 6th and for the most part I just slept today.
Everyone is pushing me into breast feeding, I don’t really have the hang of
it yet, but I will keep trying. I could really just go for a cheeseburger or
something like that but I don’t have any teeth, so I guess I will just have
to wait a little while for the finer things in life. |
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| Dad and I
spent some time together…whenever I got upset, dad came to my rescue. We had
a little conversation tonight about things and he told me that he would
start a diary for me. That way I could look back in future and remember
where I have been. I told dad that I would help him write the diary too. I
can’t really talk yet, but I think dad can tell what I am thinking and I am
sure he will do his best! |
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| Too all of our
family and friends, if you find yourself wondering how I am doing, check
back weekly for the latest news and photos! |
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| PS. I have the
great honor of sharing my birthday with my favorite drummer; Troy Luccketta
of Tesla was born on October 5 as well! Troy was very excited and made
the first contribution towards my college fund! I actually went to my first
Tesla concert about two months ago on August 8th....that is when
I became a Tesla fan! Can you believe mom took me to a rock concert two
months before I was born?!?! |
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...oh...I got to pee
on dad later when he tried to change my diaper again. Thankfully, I think it
will be mom's job from now on! |
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Zachary Thomas
Ingoglia
Born Saturday, October 5, 2002 at 6:30pm
8lb 12oz
20¾ inches long
…and very cute! |
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