Visitors by the dozen.... and then some.

My scribe has a few minutes free in between feeds, nappy changes and walks in the park, so he has his orders to relay the latest happenings in my short but very hectic life.

Since I was born I have been receiving my fan base practically from the very first moments, in fact Nonna, Baba and Auntie Giovanna saw me within in the first 20 minutes of life, after I quickly saw Mummy before she went under for an extra operation without me.

Then during the week or so I spent in hospital and the following time I went home to the Piper Palace, I had State visits from all sorts of people, like Allison of Malta, Maria of Italy, Oma of Godalming, Pia of London, Clelia of Sicily, Rosie & Nic of Brazil, The Kobraks of St. Albans, Opa of New York, Alberto of Italy, Robert & Sue of Lewisham, Sabine of France, Gilda & Brian of Hertfordshire, Mimi of IATM, Peter & Jane of Australia, Carole & Richard of Caprese, Marisa of Florence & Elena of Serbia plus several lesser dignitaries from places I have yet to research.

We have done some State visits as well, mainly to Basildon, but also to the local church and there I met some Church dignitaries such as Farther Roger who seems more than happy to let me get baptized some time next month. I was expecting his Holiness Benedict XVI to visit, but he was a little too busy so I had to make do with a Cardinal instead, Cardinal Cormac Murphy O'Connor of Westminster.








but he was very nice and I enjoyed my time with him, he even blessed me in church.

I even had my cousin Helena from High Barnet come, she is more my age and quite funny.

Then last weekend it was off to see Clelia of Sicily who was having a birthday and so was having a State Banquet to celebrate... an event I was happy to attend.

I think it might be time to get another meal in, and Dinde Rosie is coming back from Brazil Yehaaaaa!...... so for now Ciao A




Mummy And me!!

PS I have some photos I can share!

Pillow Time!
Mirror Mirror on the wall who is the prettiest of them all?

Probably Me!

Well perhaps both of us!
Oh it is all to much of a conundrum!


I even do a good Nude!!



Where's my Brit Award?





At least I have the best feet around.




Daddy with his Camera!
And Me with mine!





Gilda and I


Edith my friend from Church!

Now what did I do yesterday......Exactly?

Here I am about to celebrate four weeks tonight, (yes 4) weeks of life and already the days are just merging one into the other.

Every day we get up have a feed, change some nappies (Dad seems to have this bit in hand and does not seem at all phased out by the process - and he a founding member of U.N.C.L.E.S "Union for the Non Cleansing of Loose Extraneous Stools" ), a bit of Choral practice, another nappy, some snacking, public speaking, fashion parade, nappy, food, drama practice, food, nappy, more fashion, nappy..... and all this in the first hour or so of the day.

But then every so often (up until now twice to three times a day) we receive the representatives of foreign powers presenting their credentials.

So excuse me if I don't get all the exact details down. However they do say that a picture is worth a thousand words and with all the pictures I have, ther should be enough for a 5 volume book series.

But with evenings no longer my own

- I have to stay sleeping up with Daddy while he watches TV, (this seems to calm him) , before I can get to bed and then I have to keep Mum company so she does not suffer from nightmares till I can finally get some sleep early in the morning till about 10 in the morning and then the rush starts all over again -

I will have to try and get some time out from my daily round of meetings and talks and get some thoughts down on paper.

But for now just to keep you tantalized here are some more photos.

So much to do, so little time.............

I have much to relate, but have so little time in the day to do so.

Who would have thought that in this world there is just so little time each day to do things in.

After all, I am up several times in the night keeping Dad and especially Mum on their toes - can't have them getting too complacent and taking me for granted. Then after we have finally gotten us all up in the morning it is already almost all gone.

Various meal breaks interspersed with loo sessions, maybe a bath time, stories to listen to, even just hanging around




and then there is my hectic social life.

I mean how many visitors can a girl have every day, before one has to say enough, but most do bring me presents so I guess where needs must.

BUT I must keep those from further afield appraised of the momentous events happening here.

So to keep my fan club going for now - have to keep my Dinde Rosie happy, and before my scribe falls over into unconsciousness, I want all to know that I am still here (not going anywhere too soon) and will be writing about all my new adventures real soon.

But just for now here are some photos to keep you hooked to my little piece of cyber publishing, so till later..........ciao A.

Mum and I were comparing hairstyles when we both thought that although we thought we were beautiful, it was a bit selfish not to allow others see our stunning new hairdo's.

Dad of course is a sucker for our looks and was more than eager to show off his ladies.

But what event should we grace with our presence that was the question. After much consideration we decided on the weekly Southpark Classic.

Our decision was picked up by Channel B and a film crew was sent out to cover our first venture into Formula 1 Buggy racing.

Luckily Baba and Nonna had organised a marvelous vehicle for me to race in - a Jane Salom Pro from Spain.

All that was needed was some practice.

I suited up in my Designer Racing gear, snapped a snazzy salute and clambered into my Racing Buggy, ready to go.
















Then we were off.........


















Around the first corner


















And to the Pit Stop

For an engine overhaul and tyre change,





Finally the winners circle and the photographers.
















But then I had to have the obligetory rubdown and bath...... yetch don't like that at all



















But then it was all wonderful naps. Almost the best part












































Later I had all sorts of visitors and cuddles........what a wonderful Day!


A

More Coming very Soon!!

I have all sorts of things to say! But have the need for a walk. So will post when I get back!

I am taking my Film crew with me!!

A

Home at last!!!!!!

Ensconced at home on my feeding throne.
Finally made it out of Hospital, my home for my entire life up until that exiting moment when on Monday evening 21st January 2008. Prior to that time all I knew of this world I was born into was the hospital. They were great in the high dependency ward to which Mum and I were taken to immediately after birth and then again after Mum's paralytic Ileus. Loved being there and we were well looked after.

Not quite so good in the postnatal ward, but I guess with so many of us there, all crying that there was a concert going on. ( I did not cry too much though)

But finally we managed to score a private room for the last two nights and although the location was brilliant, who wouldn't want a private bathroom? (Dad make sure I always get a private bathroom---please!), the staff were a little too busy and so our service was not quite up to the standard I had grown accustomed to from being in the previous high dependancy ward.

Anyway off we went and the new chair I was put into was quite comfortable, until I hit that cold London air. And the seat had to be put back to front in the back seat of the car, did not like this at all. Mum came to sit next to me, but while that was great even my crying (normally a sure fire way of getting mummy to cuddle me) did nothing except mummy holding my hand.....not at all what I wa after.

But the sensations was kind of different. Quite different to the rocking motion when I got Daddy to walk me up and down the ward corridors, more of a feeling of speed (liked that bit) and not so predictably rythmical.

Any way after crossing oceans, deserts and mountain ranges (lots of adventures with dragons eggs and trolls - thats another story for another time), we got back to what I was told was to be my home. I has a very nice room with my very own cot which used to belong to someone called Moses, and a bed for Mummy and Daddy next to it. I much prefer to sleep in the bed with Mummy and Daddy, and with a little bit of manipulation, I am sure I will get that bed and they may share my basket.... if they like.

Not long after I got settled into my new home, Baba, Nonna, Zia's Clelia and Giovanna arrived bearing gifts of food. These must be the Magi from Basildon.

And finally all the way from across a very big pond came Opa, to see me into my home and help me settle in, as well as take photo's (what's with all these people taking photos - have they not seen babies before?)The Photographer and his subject!............... Me!!!

It is so wonderful here in my home, NO babies crying, nor nurses taking temperatures, and the food for Mum is so much better too. But best of all I now have TWO people at my beck and call all night, will see how long these two take to cotton on.

More later

Alessia



Dad has great hands for sleeping in!



Who is this beautiful Mummy?

When can I go home??

Daddy & I singing "La Traviata"


Well we are still here. mind you I don't know anything else (except my home from before and that is getting a bit fuzzy).

But Mum did promise me all sorts of wonderful things in my new home and I have as of yet to see any of that.

Right now after Mum finally got better, it's my turn. I was here to long and so my weight dropped. This I am told is normal till about 10% of my body weight at birth (3.33 kg) but the hospital staff forgot to weigh me at 4 days and so I had no motivation to eat more and when I was finally weighed , just when Dad had packed the car and we were waiting to go, it was discovered that I was only 2.84 kgs which works out at a 14% weight loss. So we had to stay in and fatten me up.

But at least Dad managed to score us a private room which made a whole lot of difference. I have even discovered the joys of going totally nude!! There is now a machine that also suckles on mummy when I am not doing so, and I have to also drink from a bottle. But you know what I prefer mummy and if I have to drink from the bottle then with her expressed milk. Don't really like the formula...... yetch!

But I am drinking up everything 'cause I want to go home!!!

I did get to meet my cousins from St. Albans - Caitlin is cool, my eldest cousin! Shaun makes funny faces and Oom Paul is cuddly and easy to sleep on, but Auntie Fionarrrrrrrrr has the softest sleeping surface.

Finally Gilda (great aunt?) Clelia, Baba, Nona and Auntie Giovana all turned up too. Busy day!

Anyway here are some more pictures.