12th May 1998 Wow, what a big day! Daddy took me down into town, and then we went to the capping bed races and watched Daddy's team lose pushing their bed. But they didn't seem to mind too much, as they took to throwing flower and eggs at the other competitors. Then we went home and I had my last appointment with Paula. I would have been sad to see her go, but she stuck a needle in me! Damn it hurt. So I cried for a while to let Mum and Dad that I wasn't at all happy. But the pain went away. A'how, I now weigh 11lb 6oz, and I'm 62.5 cm long. Which is pretty big. Any my head is big as well - right at the top of the scale for my age group. 13th May 1998 Today there were some more capping things going on. We went down to campus and watched people eating chillis, and drinking this green stuff, and throwing this haggis thing. And then Baxter and this bunch of other people wrestled in porridge. It was so gross. They wanted Daddy to do it too, but he steadfastly refused. Then Mummy took me home and Daddy went to the library to do some work on an essay for school. 14th May 1998 Today Mummy and Daddy got all excited because I finally figured out why Mummy keeps putting me to her breast. That's where the food comes from! Wow, and all this time I thought that it just came in bottles. And in the evening Granddad looked after me and Mummy and Daddy went out for the first time without me - they went to something called the capping show. Being with Granddad was OK, I pretty much just fell asleep for the whole time. 15th May 1998 What an exciting day. Mummy and Daddy took me on a march down into the Octagon about fees and allowances and stuff. It was kinda exciting. There were lots of people there, and they were doing lots of yelling and stuff too. I'm still working on this breast-feeding thing, but I think we're getting the hang of it. 17th May 1998 Daddy is really busy - he's been down at the library at the university today, and he's doing lots of reading and writing. Mum said something about him doing an essay, and she's been looking after me for most of the day. I wonder what it's all about? 18th May 1998 Daddy has been busy all day, working on his essay. He finally took me down to the university late in the afternoon and handed it in. I hope he gets a good mark. Wow, what a stressful couple of days. Mummy looks so tired! 19th May 1998 I've had a really difficult day. Yesterday I was just really hungry, and all I wanted was Mummy's milk. I think I got so demanding that she got annoyed with me. But we sorted it all out. Mummy and Daddy think I'm going through a growth spurt, which means that I want more milk. 20th May 1998 Another day, another dozen nappies. 21st May 1998 Today a plunket nurse came around to see me. I dunno what happened to Paula, but I don't think I mind a new person too much, as this one didn't stick needles in me. She checked me all out, and weighed me, and I came up at 11lb 10oz. Which is pretty good I think. Granddad was around here in the evening using Dad's computer, so I said hi to him and had a good cry to make him pick me up. 22nd May 1998 Today Mummy and Daddy took me down to campus and took me to something called an Education Campaign Meeting. I dunno too much of what they were talking about, some protest about something. I sat there for a while, and then I started to get that uncomfortable feeling in my nappies. But that was OK, because then they took me to the movies, the first movies they've been to since I was born. It was called the Wedding Singer. What I saw was OK, but I slept through most of it on Mummy's breast. 23rd May 1998 We went out to lunch with Granddad at the Botanical Gardens today. And in the morning Daddy helped some other family with a new baby move. 24th May 1998 Wow! Another big day. This afternoon we went to a second reunion of the home birth class. And everyone had a baby. There were six of us there, but I was the oldest by a few hours. And they put us all on the floor for photos and we had lots of fun. I dunno what everyone else thought, but I'm sure I'm the cutest. I was awake the most, that's for sure. How am I supposed to play with these other babies if all they do is sleep, eat, and poo? When we got home after dinner, Mummy and Daddy painted my feet and one of my hands just before my bath, and good prints. They didn't turn out too bad did they? 25th May 1998 It's been quite a long day. For some reason I need to be with Mummy almost all the time - nothing really keeps me happy unless I'm with her, and normally feeding from her. Mummy and Daddy initially thought it was a growth spurt, but it's been going on too long for that.