10 weeks old!

I have been here for ten weeks now. It seems like much longer to me. It is difficult for me to imagine a world before me. I'm sure it was terrible. I am going to start referring to time based on my age. Today is 10 weeks AD (after David). I am confident that in the future this will be the standard time. Anytime before I was born will be BD (before David) or L (lame).

So far things have been going according to plan. I progress much faster than the average baby in virtually every way. I enjoy seeing other babies because it makes me feel good about myself. I have recently discovered how to suck on my fist. It is exhilarating. I spend a good portion of my day doing that.

I have yet to conquer my phobia of being alone. Despite this crippling fear my parents often leave me by myself when I sleep. When I wake up and notice that nobody else is with me I am overcome with the feeling that I will be left in my crib forever. I scream as loud as I can, hoping that a passerby will notice that my irresponsible parents have left their child to fend for himself. Each time I cry I am surprised (I will admit pleasantly) that my mother or father immediately enters to pick me up. I forget this last part every time I wake up alone and I am certain that my parents have left me for good.

It has been nice to get out of the apartment more often these past few weeks. I enjoyed cruising in the stroller through the market. 
 

In the beginning....

My name is David, and as you can tell from the picture above I am cute as fuck. I just turned 2 months old and I live in Phnom Penh, Cambodia with my mom and dad. We live in a (kind of shitty) 3 bedroom apartment near Psar Toul Kork. My mother is from the Philippines and my father is from United States. I do not currently have citizenship to any country. We are in the process of getting my US citizenship. As far as I know we have no plans to move there but my parents think that is the best option for me.

Because of my father's apparent disregard for my health and well-being, I was born in Cambodia. However, I am strong and resilient so I made it out unscathed and ready to rock.

The past few months I have been getting used to everything around me. I spend most time at home with my mom. On weekends I like going to the pool, taking long walks and reading. I enjoy adventure/epic novels (Harold and the Purple Crayon), biographies (The Very Hungry Caterpillar) and personal/spiritual guidebooks (Are You a Cow?).