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2003-07-23 |
 Hello? Anybody else in this swimming hole? I can hear music... voices... squishy sounds... but mostly, I'm just, like, feeling laid back and concentrating on the basics, like growing a spine and a few vital organs. I could get used to this... as long as the DJ varied the tunes a bit... this "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" number is starting to wear thin... |
| 2003-12-05 |
 Hello my name is Madeleine Claire. I was
born December 5th, 2003 and I live in a place
called Chelsea, Québec in a country whose name I
can't remember but my mom says it's spelled with a lot of 'eh's. I was born
in Ottawa while my parents were living in Toronto (but trying to get their
home in Québec renovated). You can't imagine the noisy mess I came home to
-- and this after 36 hours of labour, trying to calm my mother down after
her caesarian section and screaming at my dad to get me a bloody blankie.
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| 2003-12-09 |
 I
am sooooo freakin' tired... poked, prodded, my temperature taken every
time I try to fall asleep, dozens of strangers making stupid faces at me.
It's taking all my energy just to work up an appetite and, to make matters
worse, my body is sooo uncoordinated. Earlier, I tried to stretch my legs
and ended up breaking wind in a most alarming way... jeez. |
| 2003-12-11 |
 You're
not going to believe this... my first visit home and you think I get
welcomed by my new family? No.... a bunch of hairy workmen await me, their
power saws and power hammers momentarily paused as they bestow their
customary oooohs and aaaahs on me. What kind of parents blow the
kitchen renovation deadline when they've got nine months to plan it? It's
amazing these people ever managed to conceive me at all.... |
| 2003-12-11 |
I just couldn't stand all the hammering and singing (yes... these workmen
sing while they work) so I convinced my handlers to take me to a hotel.
It's not a big hotel, far as I can tell, but the barman, Marco, is ok and
Lise the chambermaid is really friendly and cuddly. Man... I really need
this drink. |
| 2004-01-01 |
I honestly don't know what I'm going to do with these
people -- it took me almost 3 days of hard-core sucking to teach this woman
how to breastfeed and even now, a month later, she's still
struggling. I'm lucky if can get a meal from Leftie without getting sprayed
in the eye and Rightie is such a runt that I only use it to keep my sucking
muscles in shape She tries hard though... I look into her eyes and it's
almost as if she can understand that her purpose in this universe is to make
sure I'm happy. I'm hoping she'll be more alert as she gets older because
she's sometimes hard to wake up when I need a new nappie or little snack in
the wee hours of the morning. She seems to respond well to screaming
though. |
| 2004-01-07 |
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