sept 21

today, where the power of chemistry ends, love takes over.

august 21st

on august 21st i got a phone call from tami and zia moira, they were at home with you while daddy and i were at work. you were wailing in the background and i knew that what we had thought was a bladder infection, was real.  i raced home from work to bring you to the doctor. zia moira came with us for moral support.  the doctor on duty was not your regular doctor but rather one some years my junior with a brusk but endearing bedside manner.  you cried and cried becuase you are afraid of the doctor's office but  she sort of ignored you and continued to talk to me.  the end result was that you had to give up a urine sample for an office test for a urinary tract infection.  i was dubious that i'd be able to get you to do it. but amazingly enough, in  that small doctor's office bathroom you let your pee pee go-most of it on the floor but enough landed in the urine sample cup to be able to do this test.  the doctor confirmed the diagnosis but instead i was elated that you had made such a big step.  you felt my positive vibes and pranced around the doctor's office while she wrote a prescription for you.  when it was time to go you even wanted to go back in to the exam room to say thank you and bye bye to the doctor- a completely new notion for you.

when we got home...zia moira took you into the bathroom. what she said or did i will never know, but from that afternoon you haven't wet yourself since. on friday it will be exactly a month without diapers and i think you couldn't be happier. you are a fashion plate and so wearing different colored underwear everyday is exhilirating.

you have a lifetime to live ahead of you but it seems like you are already such a big girl.