I surprised everyone by getting through the night without a bottle (though I was pretty restless after 3am). Dad tried to stretch me just a few minutes too long — he hopped in the shower after I made it clear that I was ready to eat. By the time he got out, Mom had already gotten my bottle and started feeding me. Dad finished up and then couldn’t resist hanging out with me for about 15 minutes before he took off for work.
There were three things to note today:
– I had a playdate with Gil, who’s the son of Jess’s friend Tamara (from the KSG). Gil was so fun and it was really cool to get a sense for what I’m going to be like in 14 months. He still fit in my bouncy chair, so it’s good to know that I’ll be able to use it for a quite a while. Like many others, Gil seemed pretty impressed by my rotund belly, though he took it to the next level, petting it like a little kitten.
– I pooped – twice! After going over four days without pooping just last week, I let loose twice today, just two days after my last poop-venture.
– I learned how to shriek today. And I don’t mean cry. I mean shriek. This is a non-stop, high-pitched wail. Rather than a continuous cry, I unleashed long, loud, separate shrieks that drove Mom and Aunt Claire nuts. Dad missed most of my shrieking, though I gave him a small dose while he was taking care of me during Aunt Claire’s run and Mom’s mat pilates.
I turned in for bed around 8:30.
margaretyagan 
