Emily Gregory

   Born:   5:49pm 17th July, 2003.
   Weight: 4.285 (9 pound 7 ounces)
   Length: 53cm (21")
   Head:   37.6cm (~12cm diameter)
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Since I was born:

   Now:  18th June 2005
   Age:  23 Months
   Weight: ~12kg (26 pounds)
   Length: ~73cm (29")??
   Clothes: 1-2

Sun Oct 31 16:37:03 EST 2004
We had a party last night. (Because my Granddad and Grandma are here). Granddad had to go back to Townsville, but Grandma is still here. The party didn't start too well, as Daddy let me walk down the stairs by myself. It all would have been fine, but I was distracted by the yummy biscuit I had in my hand, and I went sliding down the stairs on the tiles rather than walking down. It was a quick way to get down, but too painful for my taste. I managed to stop sliding by using my nose and forehead.

I took it pretty well, a few little cries, but that's about it. And then my Dad started rubbing this stuff on my face (Savlon). "Stop touching it, can't you see I'm in pain?", sometimes I wonder if that guy has my best interests at heart. I think I was traumatised by this, since I also dreamt that he was putting it over my face while I was sleeping. I tried to bat him away, but I was still sleepy.

But today is a new day, and I saw my Great Aunt Mareen, and Uncle Kevin (from Gatton). That was very nice, and they even wanted to take me with them. Dad came home and said I couldn't go.

I decided to start speaking in sentences, and today I said "There she is". Well of course I'm here, but Grandma and Mum got a big kick out of it.

Well, I best go, Dad wants to get on the computer (again), and I can't let him know I'm using it to tell of the tortures he puts me through.

Lots of Love,

Emily
PS Happy Halloween everyone.


Thu Oct 7 13:04:03 EST 2004
Yeah! Dad got a new camera, so you can expect some more pictures. Well, he's borrowing one. So more pictures coming soon. In the mean time here are some updated ones:


Sat Oct 2 06:40:26 EST 2004
My Daddy is such a slacker, he wouldn't let me near the computer. He had some excuse about being busy at work, and planning for some big trip.

The world is quite different since we last talked, I can see so much more (since I can stand and walk around), but still the best place is on Daddy's shoulders. From there, I can see the whole world all at once.

Right now things seem a little strange, people talk funny, and I keep getting the feeling I should be sleeping when it's still daylight outside. And man, people can't say the alphabet to save their lives. They do really well till they get to the end, and they mess up. And crickey, what is Toosday? Is that the day before Threesday? No worries, I'll straighten them out when they learn to understand me better.

I've met a whole new swag of new friends, Tommy, Vicki, Margot, Catalina and Leo. I hope to play with them some more. Tommy and Vicki have sooo many toys, perhaps I can stay here for a while, and explore them all.

I also met a great new lady called Ah-boo. I even asked her to pick me up today. She was of course, delighted.

Today, we went to a place called chinese buffet. Dad says Paul loves this place, but I dunno, I didn't see him there, so he can't like it that much.

Some words I can say: Mummy, Dad-da, Gam-ma, Hello. I can climb up stairs, but Dad doesn't let me climb back down.

Well, I better go, it's time for my nap, and my fingers are getting tired from all this typing. - Love ya!

PS: No photo updates? yeah, Dad dropped the camera.


Fri Jun 11 23:29:56 EST 2004
I took my first step today!! The first one I took a step towards Daddy when he was making an ordinary block look very interesting (by waving it around). I fell straight down, but later when Mum came home, I took a tiny little step, and stayed on my feet. There was lots of clapping and cheering around the whole world, well, at least the neighbourhood.

I also said "Daddy" today, and then refused to say it again.

I started making the motions to "twinkle twinkle little star", including the finger twinkling, raising my arms, and making a diamond.

In other news, some guy from Purdue stole my idea for the solution of the Reimann Hypothosis.


Mon May 24 08:05:16 EST 2004
Yesterday I started clapping! First, I started clapping with one hand (since the other one was holding me up). It was like air clapping. But later my other hand was free, and I clapped along with Mummy.


Sat May 22 11:19:57 EST 2004
By now, you probably think, I'm one smart kid. Well, just to add to that thought, my Mum handed me the phone the other day, and it was Grandma! (Gunn). I was so excited I let out a Gam-ma. Whoops, I shouldn't have let the adults know how much I can really talk (or I'd never hear the end of it).

On a different (non-intellectual) note, I'm tall enough now to reach on top of the table, and grab things. Mummy was going no-no, but Daddy was saying "Go Emily! Grab the book, Mummy's wallet, the iron (just kidding)".


Wed May 12 20:07:19 EST 2004
Well, I thought I'd go for a walk today. So I did! I walked all around the house and back again using my trusty plastic walker thing. I asked dad what it was called, and he said "plastic walker thing".

Also I'm getting some more teeth coming through. I now have two in the bottom and I think there is another one coming through at the top. At least it hurts and I rub my top gum a lot.

Last weekend Grandma (Gunn) was here! Yay! I'm so lucky. She looks after me so well, and it's great to have extra people dote over me.

The weekend before that, I went to volleyball with Daddy for the Flaming Chalice! Wow, what exciting me. Things happening everywhere, balls bouncing, people making noise. It was very amazing. I had a lot of trouble concentrating on having my drink, but hey .. who wants to drink when there is so much action going on. Mum promised to take me more often. Little does she know that Dad is playing in the corporate games this weekend and V-league is on the weekend after.

Dad keeps asking me to say "da da", so I say "mum mum mum" and look at him smugly.


Thu Apr 22 19:14:55 EST 2004
Today I said "Da da". Of course, Dad wasn't home, so Mum called Da Da at work, and I dutifuly repeated the words he so wanted to hear. I feel a bit bad for making him wait, but he's been so nice to me this week, I thought I'd give him a reward.

Yesterday he proudly showed me off to his co-workers, and we had lunch together too. I love my Da da.

I forgot to mention that when Grandma was here (early March), I started copying my Dad when he shakes his head. Since then we have a special time where we shake our heads and say "No Mummy, I don't want any :)".


Sat Apr 17 16:01:05 EST 2004
I started sharing! I would take a drink of water, and then push it to my mum's mouth, for her to take a drink. then I would have a drink, then it's her turn. I tried this will Daddy too, but he takes too much. Oh well, I'm sure there's plenty enough to go around.

I've been a bit slack lately updating the photos, but in the past month my grandma visited from Tully. She went and climbed Uluru. Wow. What an adventure. I sure hope I get to climb it one day. Did you know it's 500 times taller than I am? (348m for those who aren't keeping up with my vital statistics).

While she was here, we went to O'Reilys where I tried out my new mode of transport, and we also went to the botanical gardens and the base of Mount Cootha.

And, just a week later, I went up to Townsville, and saw so many of my relatives. Including my cousin Robbie, Aunty Meredith and Uncle Tim which I met for the first time.

Last month I found a great new place to store things (see picture on right). Mum thought I wouldn't be able to reach this till I was 2 :-)


Mon Apr 12 22:53:13 EST 2004
Nothing too exciting, except: *drum roll* I stood up by myself today. Twice. Mum/Dad? Where are you? Ahh .. on the phone, no doubt off calling my grandparents again. Common, it was just like a split second ... Being proud parents is one thing, but when I get older, I'm sure it's gunna be a problem.

I started calling Dad, "Ba Ba". It wouldn't be the first time he's been called a woolly sheep.


Tue Mar 9 23:06:39 EST 2004
Today, I had a pillow fight with Daddy. What great fun. I mean, it was a little one sided, because Dad used pillows that were way too large for me to throw, but still, it was lots of fun. I think I won, because I wanted to play more.

I've been "cruising" the furniture, and trying to play with the power plugs (but Mummy doesn't let me). And I have a great fascination for this room that Mum and Dad frequent with shinny walls, and some glass, and this object that makes funny noises when you press a button. Wow, what a great place. One day I will sneak in when they are not looking.

That reminds me, the other day, Daddy let me into this great room, and then I made it into a second smaller room. The floor was very smooth, and all of a sudden rain would come down on my head. Heh Heh .. how cool .. and again .. *giggle*. I'm not sure how, but I think Dad had something to do with this rain, but the expectation, the suspense, the funny feeling on my head. It all added up to a great time. In the end, I was soaked, and Mummy had to change me (just kidding Dad did).


Wed Feb 18 22:35:59 EST 2004
Today, I was very restless and couldn't get to sleep, I was still up at 8:30pm, so Daddy lay down on the couch and I fell asleep on his chest. I think he liked it, and it wasn't as nearly as distracting as Mummy, since she smells like breast milk.

Here are some pictures of lots of different things. Dad will have to organize them. There are pictures from the storm, watching tele, playing with the cousins, playing with Grandma, getting baptised, and my lovely dress. These photos will move into different areas at some point.

Just some random photos. Okay, so there is one in there of my doing the splits, and there are the first photos of me standing up (but I'm still holding on).

Also there are some more fun pictures of me getting through a gate, standing (assisted), and dragging along my parachute.


Sun Feb 8 11:52:50 EST 2004
If you love me, you'd sign my guestbook.


Sun Feb 8 11:14:51 EST 2004
I did the splits today (sideways!), and of course Mummy took a picture. I also started to stand up this week. It's still assisted by various things like the couch, toys, books, Daddy's legs, and the television (I can reach the buttons on it!).

Although I'm quite adept with my tongue, I'm still having trouble communicating with my parents, but my range of sounds is increasing. I can see they are trying to figure out what I am saying, I'm telling you, they should get me those flags.

I'm smart, good looking and athletic. It's tough being me :-)


Wed Feb 4 06:53:59 EST 2004
I got a bone to pick with my Mummy. She went to the gym, so Daddy was looking after me. I was playing happily away, and well, you know what happens when Daddy's look after kids: I fell backwards and smacked my head. *thump*. Waaahhhh. So I called out to Mum: "Mumma", "Mumma". But she didn't come, and even worse Dad was all smiles. What is wrong with that guy? He is normally so nice to me. Then when Mummy did come home, Dad told her the story and she was all smiles too. I think they missed the point, I smacked my head.


Tue Feb 3 22:18:20 EST 2004
Did I mention I'm teething? What a wierd name for something. It should be called "piercing" or "agonizing" or "ripping" or something like that. Mummy has been doing a very good job of calming me down and distracting me, but the trouble is I'm part Gunn, and Mum says they have a healthy appetite.

In other news (perhaps I should have mentioned this first), I was baptized over the weekend. Must have been a pretty big deal, because came from far and wide to see me, including both my grandparents. Personally, I think it was just a good excuse to fly down and see me :-) And I certainly tried to make it worth their while. Dad took some pictures, and he says they will be here shortly (yeah right).


Sat Jan 24 13:55:23 EST 2004
There are these really interesting cords behind the television, so I crawled over to them and pulled them out. Was quite a journey, getting over books and other things which seemed to be blocking my path.

I haven't see to much of my Daddy lately. Apparently he started working. He must leave very early, because I don't see him. There is this other nice guy though. He is well dressed, gives great hugs and smells good to. I included a picture of him.


Thu Jan 22 06:47:46 EST 2004
I'm 6 months old! Well, 5 days ago. And pretty much on my birthday I started to be able to crawl. About time those legs started moving. I kept telling them to go, but they just wouldn't. So I crawled up to Daddy, but then he moved further away. But I just caught up to him again. I think he was doing it on purpose to test me. The great thing now, is that I can crawl over to Mummy to get a cuddle! Here a few little moves of me crawling: (Quick Time Format) Crawling1, Crawling2, Crawling3 (best one)

Daddy asked me how I was the other day, so I gave him the "OK" symbol, but I just did it once to keep him guessing as to whether I did it on purpose, or it was just random luck.

About a month ago, I started eating "solid" food. Well, solid foods? It's not really that solid, it's more like mush, and I liked it better when it had some Mummy milk in it!


Christmas 2003
On the road again, just can't wait to get on the road again. Dad. Can we fly next time please?

We drove to Townsville for Christmas. Crickey, what a long trip, but it was well worth it. I saw both sets of Grandparents, and lots of Aunts, and Uncles.

On Christmas morning, we started at Uncle Stuarts and Aunty Rowena's place, with a nice 6am arrive time. Dad wasn't looking too happy getting up that early, but I think he put on a brave face.

I received lots of lovely new toys and clothes. Enough to make it tough to fit everything in on the way home! For mid-morning, we went to Uncle Colins, and Aunty Jacqui's place, where poor Uncle Colin was beaten every time at his new Foosball table. But that was his just desserts after beating everyone at golf.


Mon Nov 17 14:53:28 EST 2003
Today I thought I'd go for a crawl. Mummy put me down on my tummy, and so then all I had to do was get my bottom in the air and start moving. Hey! Hey? What's going on? Damn, I'm only 4 months old and already my bottom is too big. Ahh... must be the nappy? Hey Dad: Does this nappy make my bottom look big? (Dad laughs, and Mum says: Don't answer that).

And of course Happy MonthDay to me (I'm 4 months old). I got a great present from Peta yesterday. A drum set :-)


Sun Nov 9 08:48:59 EST 2003
Sorry for the long time between updates. Dad's been hogging the computer working on his web sites (FlamingText.com and AusPrices.com). Dad made me type that. Talk about shameless promotion.

So what has been going on since last time I updated that site! Wow .. so much, I've been trying to talk with my parents. They still don't understand me, but apparently I can kinda say Hello. They repeat it a bunch of times, and when I'm sick of hearing them, I say "Aaa-low". And they get all excited.

Today, my daddy called me a creep. I didn't think that was very nice, but that's what they call it when you start moving on the floor before you start crawling. So Daddy, you're a creep, I'm a creeper.

Last weekend, my Dad left me. But he came back. He went a VB tournament in Grafton. His team came second, and his knee came out second best.

What's with all this napping. I have figured out if I scream enough, my Mummy will come and get me. Trouble is, half the time I get so tired from the screaming that I fall asleep. Really, it's from the screaming, not because I was tired before hand.

Ohh Ohh (ga gah), I went to my first wedding. Yay! And my Daddy looked so handsome too. Yeah Mum looked alright too, but she always looks good to me (especially when I'm hungry). Daddy's good friends Lachlan and Sarah got married (Photos), and I made a new friend Sonja.


Wed Oct 1 07:20:56 EST 2003
Wow, what a busy life I have. I don't know how my parents can keep up. I met my grandma last week, how great was that. And I helped out on the lettuce farm. You may ask, how could I possibly help. Well, as it turns out, Grandma works too hard on the farm (and Granddad too), so while I was there, they found lots of excuses to take a break, and come have a cup of coffee down and enjoy my effervescent presence.

Go the Lions! Pretty good game wasn't it (only because we won). Pity it was such a blowout. I told Dad to put money on a 50 point spread, but he said I was too optimistic. See, I tell ya, what do grown ups know.

There have been a lot of animals out in our back yard lately, there is a family of magpies (mum, dad and two little ones), blue tongue lizards, and some bearded dragons. The magpies are not afraid of us at all, and one of them was stalking Dad when he was in the back yard. Oh, and the lizards, they are great, my Dad takes me out to look at them, and other other day, there were three in the backyard. And they were fighting (naughty lizards). I have have a picture.

I've been trying to communicate with my parents, but all that comes out is "goo" and "gaa", which is very frustrating. But they seem to get a lot of enjoyment out. They must be easily amused.

My Grandma (Gunn) had a great suggestion. She said babies should come with flags that they hold up, so that they can tell you what is wrong "I'm hungry", "I've got wind", "Some wierd pain", and "I need a hug". Well, I think that is a great idea .. but do they give me these little flags so I can hold them up? No.


Wed Sep 10 17:49:08 EST 2003
Not an update yet, but one is coming! I got to see my cousins in Sydney, they are so much fun. And I got to see my great (and fabulous) grandparents. And I'm *finally* going to see my Grandma (tomorrow).

Everybody try not to faint, my friend Vicki was finally added to her parents website. Everybody says she is very cute, but of course she is, just like me :-)


Thu Aug 21 22:28:13 EST 2003
More pictures!

Okay, you are probably bored of all the pictures, so let me tell you about my problems. Ohh .. the wind. Who would have thought something so invisible could be so painful. People say to give me simethicone (Infancol (sp?)), research shows (here, here, and here) that there is no difference between this and a placebo. Strangely both the placebo and the simethicone show improvements (but this could just be because I'm getting older), and no known side effects. But hey, I'm just a baby, don't take medical advice from me!

In other news, I grew out of my first 000. It's a shame, cause it was a really pretty jumpsuit, and I think my dad really liked it. Here is a picture with me wearing it. Oh, those were the days.


Tue Aug 12 08:50:06 EST 2003
Well, I've been busy getting bigger and cuter. Last week grandma left me, and I still don't forgive her. Thankfully Dad really gave her a hard time on the phone.

On brighter news, Grandad Gregory managed to wrangle a trip down to Brisbane to see me. He made some other excuse about work or meeting some other mate, but I know he came down just to see me.

Last night I went out to diner for the first time (to the Carindale Hotel). I ordered the "regular", and as usual, it was excellent. And then I slept 5 1/2 hours which made Mummy very happy.

I also met my Uncle Colin, he seems like a lot of fun, I got back to my birth weight, and went to Sophie and Ben's birthday party. They had this excellent cake, but I wasn't allowed to have any.

Photos


Sat Jul 26 00:40:26 EST 2003
What a slack Daddy, he didn't update the site on my 1 week birthday. But he did put up a few more pictures. Okay, so I know it's a lot of pictures, but it's a digital camera, you are supposed to take a lot. These pictures contain some more picture from the hospital, my trip home, and first few days at home.

I'm starting to get the hang of moving my head around. Man it's heavy. I was forced to show off my skill at head maneuvering. I was happily checking out my toy snake, and then Daddy took the snake, and put it behind my head (when I was lying on my belly), and starting poking me in the back of the head with it. So I had to lift my head and turn to the other side to check it out. My parents were very proud, but I don't really see the big deal.

I took Mummy on her first outing down to the park (Dad had already taken me around the yard and the rest of the house). Feeling pretty sleepy I took a nap, and basically missed the whole thing. But I overhead Mummy complaining about Daddy doing wheelies in the pram, running with me up the hill, and all around the park. Like I said, I was sleepy, so I missed it all.


Tue Jul 22 22:12:02 EST 2003
Today I'm 5 days old, and slack ol' Dad finally put up some more pictures:

They did it again. Hep-B shot, right in the leg. Talk about traitors. Wonder what they have in store for me tomorrow. I know it's not polite to talk about womens weight, but I'm nearly back to 4kg's. And otherwise healthy!

Today, I did get to see this very nice new place, looks like lots of stuff around for me to own, and a good location for me to boss the parents around. I was pretty sleepy today, so I didn't bother them too much. Could have been this ride in a large motorized vehicle. That was very nice, and I slept the whole time.


Today I'm 4 days old. And already my parents are against me. They let some nurse come in and take my blood. Stuck a huge needle in my foot (maybe 5 mm), and let my foot bleed onto this piece of paper. Something about a neonatal blood screen. I'll show them post mid-thirty mid-life crisis bloody test.

Today I'm three days old.

Yesterday Mummy was getting a little freaked out about me not feeding, as I had lost about 500grams. I have plenty of food stores, but today I thought I'd have a good feed, just to calm Mummy down. She is much happier now. Dad looks happier too, although really, they are both just a blur to me.

I got the hiccups tonight and Mummy and Daddy helped me. Mummy patted me on the back, and my Daddy validated my predicament by telling me how cute I was with hiccups. Sounds like I must be cute and irresistible no matter what I do. This should work to my advantage.

There is this strange tapping noise that seems to go on all the time. Also there is this little black blur next to Daddy. The tapping seems to originate from that. I'll let you know what it is when my eyesight picks up.


G'Day,
    I'm Emily Gregory, and this is my home page. I'm only 2 days old, but my web site is up and running. Dad was a bit slack getting the DNS set up correctly. But I screamed a little, and he fixed it.

    Mummy is doing very well, I'm still teaching her how to breast feed, but she should get it right pretty soon. I'm not really that hungry, since I had heaps of food while I was waiting for the right time to enter this world. I figured the perfect time to enter was 5:49pm on the 17th July 2003.

    They said I would be 8 pounds, and my parents were worried, but in the end, 9 pounds 7 ounces (4.285kg). Dad says he's got a maths degree, but he couldn't even calculate the conversion to pounds correctly, so I told Grandad, and he corrected him.

    Dad is very excited since I am 53cm long, and I imagine it won't be long before he is throwing volleyballs at me. This is the first thing I saw when I came out. but they wouldn't let me back in.

    I'll get some more photos up here as soon as Dad gets his act into gear, or I learn to type. I guess Tommy will just have to learn to type :-)

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