Happy Birthday Nana Yagan! Mom & Dad told me that I am your birthday gift this year. Not sure how that works, exactly; I think they just forgot to get you a real present.
Mom continued the hyper-aggressive feeding schedule I was on yesterday, never letting me get more than about an hour and a half of sleep during the day before interrupting me for my next meal. It’s definitely getting on my nerves a bit and I’ve already started voicing my opinion a bit more assertively. No more mister nice gal if they keep this up.
Dad got up early and left to fight Grandma & Grandpa Yagan’s small claims case against some bad guy. Mom and I hung out all morning, basically just eating, sleeping, and, yes, pooing. Dad came home with some much needed supplies (in particular, two changing pad covers, since I seem to pee on them all the time) and lunch for Mom (and, indirectly, me).
Everything was going just fine all afternoon until I started hearing Mom and Dad talking about a “bath.” I had no idea what this might be, but it seemed to be generating a lot of excitement between them. So, Dad changed me at 4:30 pm, but instead of putting my clean diaper on me, he just put his hand under my butt and carried me toward the bathroom. Dad, that was stupid.
Just as he was about to step in to the bathroom: phhhhhhhleeeeeeeeewweghght. I pooped all over his hand. That’ll teach him. How am I supposed to grow up to be a modest young lady if he’s parading me around the house naked?
So, back to the changing table we went. He cleaned me up a bit but tempted fate by carrying back to the bathroom — still naked. He’s a slow learner. He then decided to put me in the mesh hammock-like-thing that stretches over the baby bath for little infants. Now, you all must know what I did as soon as my little bottom landed in there. I pooped. And of course, the mesh netting was too fine for the poop to go through. Ha, Dad. Now what are are you going to?
So, he took off his pants and held my naked, poopy bottom over his knee while Mom washed it off. Then Mom vetoed the whole bathtub concept and gave me a sponge bath on a towel laid out on the floor of the bathroom while Dad took a shower.
I got all dressed up in my St. Patrick’s Day outfit and after a couple more meals Dad and I had another changing fiasco (why does Mom still let him anywhere near the diapers!?). I had big poop in my diaper and Dad went about his usual clumsy attempts to change me. He half took off the diaper before realizing he forgot something. So, while he’s getting it out of the drawer, I kicked my sock-covered foot right into the poop. While Dad was screaming some words Mom didn’t seem to think I should be hearing, I peed right in the pile of poo sending a stream of pee-poo all over everything: my onesie, the changing pad, and Dad’s hand. So much for my St. Patty’s Day outfit.
I had good tummy-time today. For the first time ever, I was able to turn my head from one side to the other. It took my a few seconds to do it, and all the while Dad was jumping up and down, cheering me along. When I finally did it, Dad left me all alone and ran up to wake up Mom and tell her.
But perhaps my biggest accomplishment was that I slept through the night. I felt so good making Mom and Dad so happy. I went to bed at 1:00 am and woke up at 6:25 am. Not too bad for my first week.
margaretyagan 
Miss Maggie,
You look absolutely beautiful in your St. Patrick’s Day get-up. I’m so glad that you managed to have an amazingly cute picture taken before you made a mess all over your onesie…you’re definitely catching on quickly.
I’m having so much fun keeping up with your week-long life (perhaps too much fun – I may not ever get my midterms finished in time to come see you!). I miss you already, and I can’t wait to come visit in a few days and shower you with love.
Claire
Hey there cutie,
We love keeping up with your exciting life (or at least I do and I read the good parts to Daniel). Make sure you keep those crazy parents of yours in line. Anyway I look forward to when I will actually get to meet you, but until then know you are loved all the way down in Southern Illinois too!!
love your cousins