Author Archives: Mason Shoma

In my last post, I mentioned how much I grew in a month. I wasn’t only talking about my weight and length. Look at my eyebrows and eyelashes. They are becoming very distinguished.

The days go by so fast that they are like a blur. Everything gets mixed together that I am not really aware of what happened when. Especially when my day is a blend of deja vu experiences where I’m sure I just did this or that. These pictures were taken 12 hours apart. The oneContinue reading “Night & Day”

Big mushy cheeks look really cute on babies, but sometimes they don’t hold up well against gravity and then we end up looking really old. When I sit up I feel like it looks as if I aged a few decades.

I’m getting used to tummy time and am getting a pretty good workout. Sure, sometimes I just lie there and do nothing. Other times I try to lift my head up and end up smashing my face into the floor. But most of the time I do pretty good at holding my head up forContinue reading “Tummy time: Turtle freeze”

As you already know, I love being held. But I realize that I cannot be held all the time. So I try to give Mommy and Daddy a reprieve every so often. I usually eat one of my dinners before them so I tend to be in a good mood for a while. I oftenContinue reading “My waiting chair”

My first shrine visit was a great success and I was on my best behavior. These past two days I have been doing really well at behaving myself at new places and in front of new people. I was even good during the car ride. I kind of hit my limit the last ten minutesContinue reading “Getting to know Ojiisan”

With all the excitement and bustle of my photo shoot, my normal daily routine was thrown off. It was my first time going out and meeting new people. And it was a completely different environment and situation for me. I was a very good boy and behaved really well! Mommy and Daddy were very proudContinue reading “Busy day = busy night”

Sometimes when I rest on Daddy’s chest I squirm my way into a comfortable position. That can be the cradle of his arm or his arm nook. Yes, that’s right, “arm nook”. Well, I don’t like the sound of “armpit”, so I choose to call it his “arm nook”. Anyway, it is really comfortable andContinue reading “Arm nook”

It’s tough being a baby. There is so much going on in life, but I have so little control over anything. I can’t even control myself. My bodies has a mind of its own. I can’t control my hands or feet very well. I can’t even control my bodily functions. And then there is myContinue reading “Mood Swings”

Sometimes I am so hungry that I am literally biting the hand that feeds me. Well, not really biting, more like gnawing. But the hand is Mommy’s hand and she’s the one literally feeding me. Hmmm. I should rethink my actions or I might be cut off.

A lot happens while I sleep. Apparently I do a lot weird things. I make weird noises, I make weird faces, and I make weird movements. There is a lot of weirdness going on. I would like to say that while doing all of this I am getting a restful sleep, but I’m not. IContinue reading “While I was sleeping”

Yep, that’s me foaming at the mouth. I’m not mad or anything. It is just something that I do. Oddly, I’m not like a typical baby who drools a lot or spits up from time to time. But I do foam at the mouth every once in a while, usually while I sleep. Don’t askContinue reading “Foaming at the mouth”

It goes without saying that my favorite thing in the world is to be close to Mommy and Daddy. It is so peaceful. This is my happy place.

Even after 4 weeks I still can’t get rid of this hiccuping. Of course, I have not been hiccuping for 4 weeks straight, but I have been hiccuping at least once every day for 4 weeks. It is getting tiring.

As I grow, I am more awake and alert. Slowly and surely my facial expressions are increasing. I haven’t quite mastered smiling, but as you can see, I’m getting very close.

I am 4 weeks old today! I feel like I’ve grown and developed a lot these 4 weeks. I heard people talk about how tough the world can be for a little baby, but I don’t think it is that hard. Sure, I sometimes cry like it is the end of the world over theContinue reading “4 weeks, Piece of cake”

I am both a beauty and a beast. I’m not just talking about outward appearances. There are times when I am such an easy baby, conducting myself with beauty and grace. Then there are times where I am on a rampage set on upsetting the peace that has settled upon the land. Nah, I’m justContinue reading “Beauty and the Beast”