8 Months

Today is my 8 month birthday!  Unfortunately, it was not a great day.  First of all, Mommy dragged me to the grocery store today.  Ever since the carwash incident that still gives me nightmares, I don't like going to the store anymore.  It brings back too many memories.  I screamed and cried the whole time we were there but Mommy wouldn't leave!  She is so mean!  Then Mommy and Daddy tried to feed me again, and again I threw up for several hours afterwards.  My doctor keeps telling us that I will be fine but Mommy is a worry-wart.  She doesn't like that I seem to throw up more than I even eat.  She asks me, "Chubba!  Where is all of this coming from?".  But I don't answer because I don't know.  And because I can't talk yet.  I just stare at her with sad, watery eyes.  Woe is me!  And of course I waited until after my bath before I started puking, so then I had to take another bath when it was all over.  Ugh!

Another reason why my day didn't turn out so well is because I thought my Aunt Heather was going to give birth to my soon-to-be-boyfriend Liam, but it looks like she won't have him until tomorrow.  Her water broke this morning and I thought he would be born on my 8 month birthday...I guess I'll have to wait one more day.  Aunt Shannon said that I'll be a cougar now instead of a puma!  She also thinks the reason I wouldn't eat and then threw up what I did eat, is because I'm trying to slim down for Liam.  She knows me so well! 

Despite everything that happened to me today, I am hopeful that the rest of the month will be better.  Maybe I'll start crawling, maybe I'll start talking.  Maybe I'll start producing enzymes to digest some real food!  Who knows what I'll be up to this month.  One thing I know for sure is that I won't get any cuter.  It's just not possible!!!