“In 1994 Michael realized that being married to Lisa was a mistake!!! He wanted a child….be careful what you wish!!! In March of 1994 Debbie Rowe gave birth to Alanna. She is definitely not what Michael expected. From the moment she could speak she put Michael parenting skills to the test, Alanna almost always never obeys him. Michael will never give and in the wake of his death Alanna regrets her behavior and sets off on her own path to fame…but can she take the time to look at herself in the mirror?”
Chapter 1
It was 1994; just a few months after my father settled the Jordan chandler case. My dad was sitting in a rocking chair with me in his arms. I was born a few weeks ago and Dad is already used to having me around. My nursery is adorned with animal wall stickers and jungle bedding.
Dad got up and put me in my crib. He left the room and walked into the kitchen. The phone rang and he said “hello?” It was my grandmother and she was calling to see if she could come over for a visit. Dad said “yes; I will make some tea mother!!!” He hung up the phone and put a tea kettle on the stove. About fifteen minutes later there was a knock on the front door; Dad let her in and they sat at the kitchen table. He poured her some tea and said “I have been missing you very much mother!!!” she smiled and asked “how is the baby doing?” I began to cry and he brought me into the kitchen. He said “she is doing well; she keeps me up most of the night.” She wiped off her glasses and asked “have you seen Debbie since Alanna was born. He said “no, but that is for the best.” She raised her eye brows and asked “are you sure that you can raise her by yourself?” He said “yes; plus I can get help from the nanny if I need it!!!” she said” what are you planning to tell her one day when she asks you where her mommy is; I have faith in you though Michael!!!” She finished her tea and put on her coat. As she was heading out the door she said “please just take into account what I was saying about Alanna having her mother in her life!!!”
After Grandma had left Dad sat in my room and feed me a bottle. He pondered the idea of having Debbie be a part of my life. Even though he and Debbie have really never seen themselves as a couple my father would do anything to make sure I am brought up as normal as possible. He knew it wasn’t going to be easy to confront Debbie, but it had to be done
The next day Dad called Debbie and invited her over to talk. When she got there, all three of us sat in the living room. With me in his arms; he said “we need to figure out where you stand in Alanna’s life!!!” She said “I’ll be honest with you Michael; I’m not ready to be a mother!!!” He said “I’m assuming you would like some sort of recompense?” She said “yeah pretty much!!!” He took out his checkbook and asked “how does two million dollars sound?” She was shocked and said “wow…that’s a lot of money!!!” He said” on one condition….you give me at least two more children.” She said “I would love to give Alanna a couple of siblings. He wrote the check and she left.
Dad was clearly relieved; the thought of having a spouse after what occurred with Lisa Marie scared him. After all who could raise a well-rounded child better than the King of Pop?
March 24 1994,
I am almost a month old and it was time for me to get my first checkup. There is a pediatrician coming to the ranch because it would cause a riot if my father left the house with me. I don’t know how he plans to give me a normal childhood….it’s got to be hard being the most famous person in the world.
The doctor knocked on the door and nanny Grace let her in. Dad said “hello Dr. Rachel.” They shook hands and Dad lay me down on the table. She checked my reflexes and said “she looks just like you Michael; aside from that dirty blonde hair!!!” I had Debbie’s skin color and hair….but I definitely take after my father. He asked “if she has any symptoms’ of Vitiligo can you tell at this age?” She said “I think it is way too early to know!!!” She prepared a needle and gently stuck in my leg. Dad picked me up and said “it is okay, I’m here.”
Dr. Rachel left and Dad continued to comfort me. He softly hummed a tune in my ear as I drifted off to sleep. He walked out of my room and sat down in his office. He turned on the computer and entered a chat with Lisa Marie:
Lisa: how could you Michael?
Michael: how could I what?
Lisa: you having a child so soon after our divorce makes me look like shit!!!
Michael: listen, it’s not my fault that I wanted children…you did this to yourself!!!
Lisa: I have two of my children; I don’t understand why that wasn’t good enough for you
Michael: I am not going to waste my time fighting with you; I have better things to do!!!
He turns the computer off and bows his head in disgust. He quietly whispers “what the hell was I thinking when I married her?”
March 30 1994,
Dad woke up this morning feeling like he had hardly slept at all. This is very common occurrence for him since I have been home. I cry all of the time and he doesn’t know what to do. The nannies kept telling him that I’m just colicky, but he won’t listen.
Today Dad was listening to some of the songs he wants to be on his History album. He sat there in the studio with me crying in his arms. As he tried to comfort me he accidently hit the play button. Once I heard his voice over the loud speakers I stop crying. Dad was stunned and said “if only I had known it was that easy to begin with!!!” He paused the track and my eyes started to water. He pressed play and I calmed down. He chuckled and said “I guess you like my music!!!”
Dad kissed my forehead and stared into my big brown eyes. I smiled and gripped one of his fingers. He grabbed my bottle and said “I know that you are too young to understand me, but I love you more than you could imagine!!!” He said “I’m going to do my best to give you a normal life; I want you to have a childhood!!!”
April 1 1994,
Today is April fool’s day and my father is a total prankster. He bought a big box of silly string cans and covered the whole driveway in a multicolored mess. Now everyone who tries to come in or out of the ranch gets their cars all jammed up. The staff gets back at him thought; they put a realistic looking fake tattoo on my arm. When he saw it he freaked out, it was priceless when he found out that it was a joke!!!
While I was sitting in my baby swing Dad walked in wearing a pair of Giant red sunglasses. He looked at me and I laughed for the first time. He took them off and placed them on my tiny head. As he was trying not to fall over with laughter he snapped a picture of me with his camera. Its times like this that prove that Dad is the best father anyone could ask for.
September 12 1994,
Not much has really happened in these last 6 months because I was so young I had essentially the same routine day in and day out. I have come a long way since then; I even try to communicate with my father by babbling.
Today Dad and I were sitting on the couch watching cartoons when I had had enough of being quiet; I began to mumble gibberish and Dad look at me smiling. He asked “are you telling me stories again?” I grabbed his hand and continued to talk nonsense. He picked me up and took me into the kitchen and made a bottle of formula. He said “before I know it you’ll be eating baby food. We went into the living room and sat back down.
There I lay in my father’s arms staring up at him as he softly sang one of his slow songs. I reached for him and he grinned.
September 13 1994,
When Dad got me up this morning he placed me on the floor in the living room and walked into the kitchen. I rolled over onto my stomach and push myself up wards. Then I started to slowly crawl across the floor. He came back into the room to see if I was alright and was shocked!!!
Dad shrieked with joy and said “oh my gosh, you’re crawling!!!” He quickly grabbed the video camera and started to tape me. Afterwards he picked me up and said “I think it’s time to start baby proofing the house!!!
September 14 1994,
Today Dad got me up and it looked as if the house had been completely transformed overnight. Almost every cupboard had a lock on it and all the staircases had gates in front in front of them. The electrical outlets had covers and there was padding over just about every sharp corner in the whole house. It’s funny that he is taking all of these precautionary measures when I have only crawled a few feet so far.
At 3:00pm there was a knock on the front door. When Dad answered it there stood Frank Delileo my father’s manager. He welcomed him inside and they sat down in the living room to chat. Dad put me on the couch next to him. Frank said “wow; she is getting so big Michael!!!” Dad said “yeah I know; she started crawling yesterday!!!” Frank clasped his hands together and said “the reason why I stopped by today is to talk about things.” Dad asked “what things?” Frank chuckled and said “dare I say it…a worldwide tour to promote History!!!” Dad giggled and said” you know how much I HATE touring Frank!!!” Frank said “I promise Mike after this tour you can have a long break!!!” Dad said “alright I’ll do it just give me until Alanna is a year and a half.”
After Frank had left and Dad put me down for a nap and thought about what he had just agreed to. His biggest goal as a father is to make sure that I have a childhood. It is probably going to be hard for him to decide whether or not to take me with him while he is touring. I don’t think that he could leave me behind; it would just tear him to pieces knowing that he was missing big milestones in my life. My grandfather hardly paid any attention to him growing and Dad would never ever want that for me!!! I’m pretty sure he had come to a decision hours ago…I know that I am going with him!!!
September 22 1994,
I’m really starting to get the hang of this “crawling” thing; Dad doesn’t seem to use to it yet though. Today I was crawling around the kitchen and picked up a tiny piece of string that must have fell off one of Dad shirts. I was about to put it in my mouth when he turned around and said “no…that’s gross!!!” Then I started to pull cook books off of a shelf and he came over to clean them up. He looked at me as he knelt down and asked “you aren’t going to make this easy for me; are you?”
Dad picked me up and put me in my highchair. I began to cry and he said “I’m sorry but, I need to finish cooking this!!!” when his soup was done he came over and sat next to me. He passed me a toy and said “here you go cutie!!!” The phone rang and he answered it. Whoever it was didn’t intend to have a long conversation because he hung up a few minutes later. He sat back down and said “that was your mommy….she wants to come see you tomorrow”
Dad is defiantly worried about her coming here; especially since she told him that she DID NOT want to play a big role in my life!!! He doesn’t want her in and out of my life but, I think he knows that it might be hard for me growing up without a mother. He is such a good father though…I have I feeling that I will turn out just fine!!!
September 23 1994,
Dad came into my room to wake me up this morning and Debbie was with him. He took me out of my crib and handed me to her. She said “I can’t believe she is almost 7 months old!!!” I took one look at her and started to cry. She asked “what’s wrong, you want Daddy don’t you?” She gave me back to him and said “she doesn’t seem to remember me at all!!!” He was comforting me and said “how could she; the last time you saw her she was only a few weeks old?” Upset by what he had said she stormed downstairs!!!
Dad followed her with me in his arms and said “Debbie make up your mind; you either want to be in her life or you don’t!!! He put me on the floor and Debbie asked “what gives you the right to talk to me like this Michael?” He said “let’s see…I feed her, Change her diapers, comfort her, and I pay for EVERYTHING!!!” She grabbed her purse and said “you’re right Michael; call me when you are ready for another kid!!!” She slammed the door behind her and Dad threw his hands in the air out of frustration!!!
He sat down and put his head in his hands mumbling something under his breath and I grabbed onto his shoelaces. He smiled and said “I want what is best for you and she is definitely not it.” Dad picked me up and said “the two of us are going to turn out to be best friends…I just know it!!!” he gave me my pacifier and I rested my head on his shoulder.
November 15 1994,
I am 8 months old today and when Dad got me up today something was different. He took me downstairs and put me in my highchair. Normally by now he would have already had a bottle of formula heated up for me…that’s strange!!! He sat down with a jar of baby food and a small spoon in his hands. He removed the lid off the jar and said “I’ve got some banana flavored baby food for you to try!!!” He scooped a small spoonful and fed it to me. I had a disgusted look on my face and he began to giggle. He said “I guess you don’t like the taste of bananas!!!”
Nanny Grace walked passed us and started to laugh. Dad threw the jar in the garbage and said “well, I think that one is out of the question.” He grabbed another jar out of the pantry and sat back down. He said “this one is strawberry!!!” I swallowed it and it tasted a heck of a lot better than the last one!!! Dad stuck the spoon in the jar and said “I wonder what it tastes like?” He put it in his mouth and made a weird face. He ran over to the sink and started to wash his mouth out by drinking water straight from the tap. Nanny Grace was laughing so hard that she began to snort. She asked “that didn’t taste very good did it Michael?” He looked up while trying to catch his breath and said “that was way too sour for me!!!”
November 16 1994,
Thanksgiving is next week and Dad really wants the family to come over for the holiday. Usually they would all meet at Havenhurst, but now that Dad is starting his own family he thinks that it is important to create memories for me at Neverland. There is a problem with his plan though…he would have to invite my Grandfather and the two of them argue a lot!!!
When I woke up from my nap Grandma was there and Dad took me downstairs. He passed me to her and sat at the kitchen table. She said “if you want to do Thanksgiving here you have to let Joe come Michael.” He said “you know I don’t get along with Joseph mother!!!” She said “he’s different now.” Dad took a sip of his iced tea and said “people like that don’t ever change!!!” I reached out for him and he grabbed me.
Dad grabbed a bottle off the counter and gave it to me. Grandma got up and said “I promise that he won’t cause a scene.” He sighed and said “he can come over but, I don’t want any trouble!!!” She said “with that said; I think it will be fun to have the whole family here together!!!” He said irritated “just let it be known that I’m doing this for Alanna; not for me!!!”
November 24 1994,
The day has finally come…today is Thanksgiving!!! Dad seems excited but, I think when people actually start to show up he’ll be stressed out. He woke me up and brought me to the living room. He closed the baby gate and went to get something out of the fridge. One good thing about having such a large family is there is always a lot of food to go around. Everyone is bringing a different food with them to the ranch so nobody has to be cooking all day long.
While I entertained myself playing with various toys, Dad took the turkey out of the oven and cut up some pineapple to go alongside it. Many people wouldn’t believe this but; he is a really good cook!!! He heard a knock at the front door and let everybody inside. My uncle Marlon stepped over the baby gate and picked me up. Dad came into the room and said “it’s nice to see you Marlon; I haven’t seen you in forever!!!” He hugged him and we went into the dining room.
Dad took me from Uncle Marlon and put me in my highchair. The whole family filed into the room and started to lay food down on the table. Dad brought the turkey out and just as he was about to say grace he heard a door slam…it was my Grandpa Joe!!! He came in and sat down next to Grandma. Dad cleared his throat and said “thank you Lord for bringing us here together and for making this a good family memory for all of us to look back on; amen!!!”
Dad sat next to me and asked “how is everyone doing?” Uncle Jermaine said “I’m dating someone; I really she is the one Mike!!!” Dad asked “who is she?” Uncle Jermaine laughed and said “she is Randy’s ex-girlfriend Alejandra!!!” This was typical behavior for my Uncle; he had divorced Hazel Gordy years ago and had three children with her. Their names are, Jay (19), Autumn (18), and Jaimy (7). They were all celebrating the holiday with their mother…that bothered my father because he really missed them.
Grandma passed Dad the bowl of sweet potatoes and said “give some to the baby Michael.” He scooped some onto my tray and I didn’t know what to make of it. After a while I started to eat it and it wasn’t that bad. A few minutes later Aunt Janet pointed to me. Dad looked at me and had covered myself almost head to toe in sweet potato. Everybody busted out into laughter and he said “oh…. My…. gosh!!!” He grabbed a napkin and wiped off my face as best as he could.
When dinner was over everyone got up and started to leave. Grandpa and Dad were standing at the kitchen counter while an awkward feeling filled the air. Dad said “I’m glad we can be civil to each other…you know for Alanna.” Grandpa hugged him and said “I really do care about you Michael!!!” Dad didn’t respond and put some dishes in the dishwasher. My grandparents left and once again it was just the two of us.
November 30 1994,
Dad is going to be leaving in a few days to do some charity work for less fortunate children. Since Christmas is next month he wants to clear schedule his so he can spend more time with me. He and I were sitting on the living room floor playing and he asked “are you going to miss while I’m gone?” I truly hope that he isn’t away for too long because he is the one that knows me best. The nanny doesn’t really need to do much when Dad is around because he wouldn’t want us to get too attached!!!
I passed Dad a block and he started to build a tower. He knocked it down and said “I know I’ll think about you all the time and call you every day!!!” He picked me up and kissed me on the forehead. Then we went into the kitchen and he made me a bottle. Nanny Grace was at the sink and she said “she will be just fine with me when you’re in Africa.” He said “I don’t think she is going to go to sleep easily without me here!!!”At most I have spent a full day with the nanny since I was born and every night Dad sings to me until I fall asleep.
December 3 1994,
Dad was walking around the house trying to pack his bags because his flight to Africa leaves in a half hour. He walked over to me and said “it’s for me to go….I’ll miss you very much!!!” While he forced back tears I played with his sunglass. As he was shutting the front door nanny Grace picked me up and said “you and I are our going to have fun!!!”
She put some toys on the floor and said “you sit here; I will be right back.” I grabbed the teddy bear and pulled on its ear. She came back into the room and sat down in front of me. I passed her the bear and she said “I think it’s time for you to eat something.” She took me into the kitchen and opened a jar of baby food. While nanny Grace was feeding me the phone rang:
Grace: Jackson residence
Dad: hello; it’s Michael
Grace: oh…hi Michael
Dad: how is Alanna doing?
Grace: she’s fine; I can’t believe you are calling me to check in…it’s only been 45 minutes!!!
Dad: OK, OK, OK; just call me if you need anything!!!
Grace: goodbye Michael!!!
Dad: bye
That night nanny Grace brought me to my room to put me to bed and I started to cry. She said “it’s alright; Daddy will be back in a few more days!!!” She took me out of my crib and spent 4 hours trying to calm me down. Just as she was about to give up the front door slammed shut. She walked the top of the staircase with me in her arms to see who it was. Dad was standing at the bottom looking up at me. Nanny Grace was shocked and asked “what are you doing here Michael?” He ran up the steps a she passed me to him and he said “I couldn’t leave…it was killing me knowing that I might miss something important!!!”
Dad brought me into my room and sat in the rocking chair with me in his arms. Within 2 minutes I had drifted off to sleep and nanny Grace asked “how in the world did that work for you and not for me?” He shut off the light as he left and said “I guess she’s just a daddy’s girl!!!”
If Dad leaves me behind again I don’t know what I’ll do!!! I missed him so much and it’s hard for the only parent I have ever known to go away for any amount of time. Contrary to what many people believe; he is a very hands on father. All that matters is he loves me and I love him!!! That is all that should ever really matter!!!
December 24 1994
Tonight is Christmas Eve and Dad is beyond excited to show me what the holiday is all about. I am too young to understand what is really going on; all I know is that there is a big tree in the middle of our living room!!! We have been listening to Christmas music all day long and he is pretty much dying of anticipation!!!
When I woke up from my nap Dad brought me downstairs and took me into the kitchen. The chef was taking cookies out of the oven and Dad said “I want to see if I can get her to decorate a cookie!!!” The chef asked “are you sure she is old enough Michael?” He said “the worst that can happen is she makes a mess!!! He put me in my highchair and put some red frosting on the tray. Dad gave me a candy cane shaped cookie. I started to eat the frosting and he laughed. When it was gone I reached out for the tube and he said “no, you can’t have any more…you’ll get sick!!!”
After dinner dad took me into the living room and I sat on his lap as he read me the Night Before Christmas. When the book was over he brought me to my bedroom and put me in my crib. He kissed my forehead and said “I’ll see you in morning!!!”
December 25 1994,
My bedroom door swung open and Dad came in and picked me up. He said “merry 1st Christmas Alanna!!!” I heard Grandma yell “do you what me to take pictures of her as you are bringing her down Michael?” He said “of course I do Mother!!!” He took me downstairs and said “wow; look at all these presents!!!”
As I looked around the living room Dad welcomed family members with me in his arms. Truth be told he didn’t want any of them coming over but, they invited themselves. I think my uncles are very jealous of my father’s fame and fortune. It is awkward for everyone now when they are all together. Even my Grandpa Joe had shown up; which made Dad tense and jumpy. He is determined to not let that get in the way of making it a good Christmas for me!!!
Dad propped me up on the couch with a few pillows and went into the kitchen. He came back with a jar of baby food and a small spoon in his hands. Grandma sat down next to him and asked “how is she taking to the solid foods?” He said “she loves the sweet potato one; this flavor is cinnamon apple.” He stated feeding it to me and my eyes widen and Grandma laughed. I tried to grab the jar from him and he said “I think she likes it!!!”
After I had been fed; people begun to pass out gifts and Dad put on a Santa Clause hat. There were tons of gifts stacked up half way to the ceiling. As Dad was helping me unwarp my presents he looked at Grandma who was watching what everyone else was getting. She is not allowed to celebrate holidays or receive gifts because she is a Jehovah’s Witness. Dad used to be one too but, he stopped practicing the religion a few months before I was born.
Grandpa opened one of his presents and asked “what the fuck is this?” Dad jumped up and covered my ears. He said “watch your mouth Joseph!!!” Grandpa said “she can’t understand what I am saying!!!’ Dad said “you would be surprised if you knew what Alanna can absorb at her age!!!” Grandpa rolled his eyes and said “yeah right!!!” Dad began to get very irritated and said “I’m so close to asking you to leave Joe…don’t push it!!!”
About 4 hours later when most of the gifts had been opened Dad went into his bedroom and came back carrying a big wrapped box. He put it in front of me and knelt down and said “wait till you see what I got you!!! He tore into the wrapping and underneath it was rocking horse. I smiled as he put me on it.
My Dad was so happy when everyone left and I had opened all of my gifts. He tried his best to keep his cool and make it a good day for me. I know that I had a great time!!! He needs to stop being so hard on himself!!!
January 2 1995
This morning when Dad got me up he noticed that I had a tooth trying to come through. I was up most of the night crying and now he knows why. He took me downstairs and gave me a teething ring. We sat down in the living room watching Blue’s Clues videos as he tried to comfort me
Dad got up and brought me some sliced strawberries in a bowl and sat next to me. He ate one of them and passed me the bowl. I pushed it back into his hands and he said “oh come on; I know you’re hungry!!!” Nanny Grace walked into the room and said “she looks like she is in a lot of pain Michael!!!” He said “yeah, she hasn’t taken that teething ring out of her mouth yet!!!” He ended up giving me some Benadryl so the both of us could get some much needed sleep.
Chapter 1
It was 1994; just a few months after my father settled the Jordan chandler case. My dad was sitting in a rocking chair with me in his arms. I was born a few weeks ago and Dad is already used to having me around. My nursery is adorned with animal wall stickers and jungle bedding.
Dad got up and put me in my crib. He left the room and walked into the kitchen. The phone rang and he said “hello?” It was my grandmother and she was calling to see if she could come over for a visit. Dad said “yes; I will make some tea mother!!!” He hung up the phone and put a tea kettle on the stove. About fifteen minutes later there was a knock on the front door; Dad let her in and they sat at the kitchen table. He poured her some tea and said “I have been missing you very much mother!!!” she smiled and asked “how is the baby doing?” I began to cry and he brought me into the kitchen. He said “she is doing well; she keeps me up most of the night.” She wiped off her glasses and asked “have you seen Debbie since Alanna was born. He said “no, but that is for the best.” She raised her eye brows and asked “are you sure that you can raise her by yourself?” He said “yes; plus I can get help from the nanny if I need it!!!” she said” what are you planning to tell her one day when she asks you where her mommy is; I have faith in you though Michael!!!” She finished her tea and put on her coat. As she was heading out the door she said “please just take into account what I was saying about Alanna having her mother in her life!!!”
After Grandma had left Dad sat in my room and feed me a bottle. He pondered the idea of having Debbie be a part of my life. Even though he and Debbie have really never seen themselves as a couple my father would do anything to make sure I am brought up as normal as possible. He knew it wasn’t going to be easy to confront Debbie, but it had to be done
The next day Dad called Debbie and invited her over to talk. When she got there, all three of us sat in the living room. With me in his arms; he said “we need to figure out where you stand in Alanna’s life!!!” She said “I’ll be honest with you Michael; I’m not ready to be a mother!!!” He said “I’m assuming you would like some sort of recompense?” She said “yeah pretty much!!!” He took out his checkbook and asked “how does two million dollars sound?” She was shocked and said “wow…that’s a lot of money!!!” He said” on one condition….you give me at least two more children.” She said “I would love to give Alanna a couple of siblings. He wrote the check and she left.
Dad was clearly relieved; the thought of having a spouse after what occurred with Lisa Marie scared him. After all who could raise a well-rounded child better than the King of Pop?
March 24 1994,
I am almost a month old and it was time for me to get my first checkup. There is a pediatrician coming to the ranch because it would cause a riot if my father left the house with me. I don’t know how he plans to give me a normal childhood….it’s got to be hard being the most famous person in the world.
The doctor knocked on the door and nanny Grace let her in. Dad said “hello Dr. Rachel.” They shook hands and Dad lay me down on the table. She checked my reflexes and said “she looks just like you Michael; aside from that dirty blonde hair!!!” I had Debbie’s skin color and hair….but I definitely take after my father. He asked “if she has any symptoms’ of Vitiligo can you tell at this age?” She said “I think it is way too early to know!!!” She prepared a needle and gently stuck in my leg. Dad picked me up and said “it is okay, I’m here.”
Dr. Rachel left and Dad continued to comfort me. He softly hummed a tune in my ear as I drifted off to sleep. He walked out of my room and sat down in his office. He turned on the computer and entered a chat with Lisa Marie:
Lisa: how could you Michael?
Michael: how could I what?
Lisa: you having a child so soon after our divorce makes me look like shit!!!
Michael: listen, it’s not my fault that I wanted children…you did this to yourself!!!
Lisa: I have two of my children; I don’t understand why that wasn’t good enough for you
Michael: I am not going to waste my time fighting with you; I have better things to do!!!
He turns the computer off and bows his head in disgust. He quietly whispers “what the hell was I thinking when I married her?”
March 30 1994,
Dad woke up this morning feeling like he had hardly slept at all. This is very common occurrence for him since I have been home. I cry all of the time and he doesn’t know what to do. The nannies kept telling him that I’m just colicky, but he won’t listen.
Today Dad was listening to some of the songs he wants to be on his History album. He sat there in the studio with me crying in his arms. As he tried to comfort me he accidently hit the play button. Once I heard his voice over the loud speakers I stop crying. Dad was stunned and said “if only I had known it was that easy to begin with!!!” He paused the track and my eyes started to water. He pressed play and I calmed down. He chuckled and said “I guess you like my music!!!”
Dad kissed my forehead and stared into my big brown eyes. I smiled and gripped one of his fingers. He grabbed my bottle and said “I know that you are too young to understand me, but I love you more than you could imagine!!!” He said “I’m going to do my best to give you a normal life; I want you to have a childhood!!!”
April 1 1994,
Today is April fool’s day and my father is a total prankster. He bought a big box of silly string cans and covered the whole driveway in a multicolored mess. Now everyone who tries to come in or out of the ranch gets their cars all jammed up. The staff gets back at him thought; they put a realistic looking fake tattoo on my arm. When he saw it he freaked out, it was priceless when he found out that it was a joke!!!
While I was sitting in my baby swing Dad walked in wearing a pair of Giant red sunglasses. He looked at me and I laughed for the first time. He took them off and placed them on my tiny head. As he was trying not to fall over with laughter he snapped a picture of me with his camera. Its times like this that prove that Dad is the best father anyone could ask for.
September 12 1994,
Not much has really happened in these last 6 months because I was so young I had essentially the same routine day in and day out. I have come a long way since then; I even try to communicate with my father by babbling.
Today Dad and I were sitting on the couch watching cartoons when I had had enough of being quiet; I began to mumble gibberish and Dad look at me smiling. He asked “are you telling me stories again?” I grabbed his hand and continued to talk nonsense. He picked me up and took me into the kitchen and made a bottle of formula. He said “before I know it you’ll be eating baby food. We went into the living room and sat back down.
There I lay in my father’s arms staring up at him as he softly sang one of his slow songs. I reached for him and he grinned.
September 13 1994,
When Dad got me up this morning he placed me on the floor in the living room and walked into the kitchen. I rolled over onto my stomach and push myself up wards. Then I started to slowly crawl across the floor. He came back into the room to see if I was alright and was shocked!!!
Dad shrieked with joy and said “oh my gosh, you’re crawling!!!” He quickly grabbed the video camera and started to tape me. Afterwards he picked me up and said “I think it’s time to start baby proofing the house!!!
September 14 1994,
Today Dad got me up and it looked as if the house had been completely transformed overnight. Almost every cupboard had a lock on it and all the staircases had gates in front in front of them. The electrical outlets had covers and there was padding over just about every sharp corner in the whole house. It’s funny that he is taking all of these precautionary measures when I have only crawled a few feet so far.
At 3:00pm there was a knock on the front door. When Dad answered it there stood Frank Delileo my father’s manager. He welcomed him inside and they sat down in the living room to chat. Dad put me on the couch next to him. Frank said “wow; she is getting so big Michael!!!” Dad said “yeah I know; she started crawling yesterday!!!” Frank clasped his hands together and said “the reason why I stopped by today is to talk about things.” Dad asked “what things?” Frank chuckled and said “dare I say it…a worldwide tour to promote History!!!” Dad giggled and said” you know how much I HATE touring Frank!!!” Frank said “I promise Mike after this tour you can have a long break!!!” Dad said “alright I’ll do it just give me until Alanna is a year and a half.”
After Frank had left and Dad put me down for a nap and thought about what he had just agreed to. His biggest goal as a father is to make sure that I have a childhood. It is probably going to be hard for him to decide whether or not to take me with him while he is touring. I don’t think that he could leave me behind; it would just tear him to pieces knowing that he was missing big milestones in my life. My grandfather hardly paid any attention to him growing and Dad would never ever want that for me!!! I’m pretty sure he had come to a decision hours ago…I know that I am going with him!!!
September 22 1994,
I’m really starting to get the hang of this “crawling” thing; Dad doesn’t seem to use to it yet though. Today I was crawling around the kitchen and picked up a tiny piece of string that must have fell off one of Dad shirts. I was about to put it in my mouth when he turned around and said “no…that’s gross!!!” Then I started to pull cook books off of a shelf and he came over to clean them up. He looked at me as he knelt down and asked “you aren’t going to make this easy for me; are you?”
Dad picked me up and put me in my highchair. I began to cry and he said “I’m sorry but, I need to finish cooking this!!!” when his soup was done he came over and sat next to me. He passed me a toy and said “here you go cutie!!!” The phone rang and he answered it. Whoever it was didn’t intend to have a long conversation because he hung up a few minutes later. He sat back down and said “that was your mommy….she wants to come see you tomorrow”
Dad is defiantly worried about her coming here; especially since she told him that she DID NOT want to play a big role in my life!!! He doesn’t want her in and out of my life but, I think he knows that it might be hard for me growing up without a mother. He is such a good father though…I have I feeling that I will turn out just fine!!!
September 23 1994,
Dad came into my room to wake me up this morning and Debbie was with him. He took me out of my crib and handed me to her. She said “I can’t believe she is almost 7 months old!!!” I took one look at her and started to cry. She asked “what’s wrong, you want Daddy don’t you?” She gave me back to him and said “she doesn’t seem to remember me at all!!!” He was comforting me and said “how could she; the last time you saw her she was only a few weeks old?” Upset by what he had said she stormed downstairs!!!
Dad followed her with me in his arms and said “Debbie make up your mind; you either want to be in her life or you don’t!!! He put me on the floor and Debbie asked “what gives you the right to talk to me like this Michael?” He said “let’s see…I feed her, Change her diapers, comfort her, and I pay for EVERYTHING!!!” She grabbed her purse and said “you’re right Michael; call me when you are ready for another kid!!!” She slammed the door behind her and Dad threw his hands in the air out of frustration!!!
He sat down and put his head in his hands mumbling something under his breath and I grabbed onto his shoelaces. He smiled and said “I want what is best for you and she is definitely not it.” Dad picked me up and said “the two of us are going to turn out to be best friends…I just know it!!!” he gave me my pacifier and I rested my head on his shoulder.
November 15 1994,
I am 8 months old today and when Dad got me up today something was different. He took me downstairs and put me in my highchair. Normally by now he would have already had a bottle of formula heated up for me…that’s strange!!! He sat down with a jar of baby food and a small spoon in his hands. He removed the lid off the jar and said “I’ve got some banana flavored baby food for you to try!!!” He scooped a small spoonful and fed it to me. I had a disgusted look on my face and he began to giggle. He said “I guess you don’t like the taste of bananas!!!”
Nanny Grace walked passed us and started to laugh. Dad threw the jar in the garbage and said “well, I think that one is out of the question.” He grabbed another jar out of the pantry and sat back down. He said “this one is strawberry!!!” I swallowed it and it tasted a heck of a lot better than the last one!!! Dad stuck the spoon in the jar and said “I wonder what it tastes like?” He put it in his mouth and made a weird face. He ran over to the sink and started to wash his mouth out by drinking water straight from the tap. Nanny Grace was laughing so hard that she began to snort. She asked “that didn’t taste very good did it Michael?” He looked up while trying to catch his breath and said “that was way too sour for me!!!”
November 16 1994,
Thanksgiving is next week and Dad really wants the family to come over for the holiday. Usually they would all meet at Havenhurst, but now that Dad is starting his own family he thinks that it is important to create memories for me at Neverland. There is a problem with his plan though…he would have to invite my Grandfather and the two of them argue a lot!!!
When I woke up from my nap Grandma was there and Dad took me downstairs. He passed me to her and sat at the kitchen table. She said “if you want to do Thanksgiving here you have to let Joe come Michael.” He said “you know I don’t get along with Joseph mother!!!” She said “he’s different now.” Dad took a sip of his iced tea and said “people like that don’t ever change!!!” I reached out for him and he grabbed me.
Dad grabbed a bottle off the counter and gave it to me. Grandma got up and said “I promise that he won’t cause a scene.” He sighed and said “he can come over but, I don’t want any trouble!!!” She said “with that said; I think it will be fun to have the whole family here together!!!” He said irritated “just let it be known that I’m doing this for Alanna; not for me!!!”
November 24 1994,
The day has finally come…today is Thanksgiving!!! Dad seems excited but, I think when people actually start to show up he’ll be stressed out. He woke me up and brought me to the living room. He closed the baby gate and went to get something out of the fridge. One good thing about having such a large family is there is always a lot of food to go around. Everyone is bringing a different food with them to the ranch so nobody has to be cooking all day long.
While I entertained myself playing with various toys, Dad took the turkey out of the oven and cut up some pineapple to go alongside it. Many people wouldn’t believe this but; he is a really good cook!!! He heard a knock at the front door and let everybody inside. My uncle Marlon stepped over the baby gate and picked me up. Dad came into the room and said “it’s nice to see you Marlon; I haven’t seen you in forever!!!” He hugged him and we went into the dining room.
Dad took me from Uncle Marlon and put me in my highchair. The whole family filed into the room and started to lay food down on the table. Dad brought the turkey out and just as he was about to say grace he heard a door slam…it was my Grandpa Joe!!! He came in and sat down next to Grandma. Dad cleared his throat and said “thank you Lord for bringing us here together and for making this a good family memory for all of us to look back on; amen!!!”
Dad sat next to me and asked “how is everyone doing?” Uncle Jermaine said “I’m dating someone; I really she is the one Mike!!!” Dad asked “who is she?” Uncle Jermaine laughed and said “she is Randy’s ex-girlfriend Alejandra!!!” This was typical behavior for my Uncle; he had divorced Hazel Gordy years ago and had three children with her. Their names are, Jay (19), Autumn (18), and Jaimy (7). They were all celebrating the holiday with their mother…that bothered my father because he really missed them.
Grandma passed Dad the bowl of sweet potatoes and said “give some to the baby Michael.” He scooped some onto my tray and I didn’t know what to make of it. After a while I started to eat it and it wasn’t that bad. A few minutes later Aunt Janet pointed to me. Dad looked at me and had covered myself almost head to toe in sweet potato. Everybody busted out into laughter and he said “oh…. My…. gosh!!!” He grabbed a napkin and wiped off my face as best as he could.
When dinner was over everyone got up and started to leave. Grandpa and Dad were standing at the kitchen counter while an awkward feeling filled the air. Dad said “I’m glad we can be civil to each other…you know for Alanna.” Grandpa hugged him and said “I really do care about you Michael!!!” Dad didn’t respond and put some dishes in the dishwasher. My grandparents left and once again it was just the two of us.
November 30 1994,
Dad is going to be leaving in a few days to do some charity work for less fortunate children. Since Christmas is next month he wants to clear schedule his so he can spend more time with me. He and I were sitting on the living room floor playing and he asked “are you going to miss while I’m gone?” I truly hope that he isn’t away for too long because he is the one that knows me best. The nanny doesn’t really need to do much when Dad is around because he wouldn’t want us to get too attached!!!
I passed Dad a block and he started to build a tower. He knocked it down and said “I know I’ll think about you all the time and call you every day!!!” He picked me up and kissed me on the forehead. Then we went into the kitchen and he made me a bottle. Nanny Grace was at the sink and she said “she will be just fine with me when you’re in Africa.” He said “I don’t think she is going to go to sleep easily without me here!!!”At most I have spent a full day with the nanny since I was born and every night Dad sings to me until I fall asleep.
December 3 1994,
Dad was walking around the house trying to pack his bags because his flight to Africa leaves in a half hour. He walked over to me and said “it’s for me to go….I’ll miss you very much!!!” While he forced back tears I played with his sunglass. As he was shutting the front door nanny Grace picked me up and said “you and I are our going to have fun!!!”
She put some toys on the floor and said “you sit here; I will be right back.” I grabbed the teddy bear and pulled on its ear. She came back into the room and sat down in front of me. I passed her the bear and she said “I think it’s time for you to eat something.” She took me into the kitchen and opened a jar of baby food. While nanny Grace was feeding me the phone rang:
Grace: Jackson residence
Dad: hello; it’s Michael
Grace: oh…hi Michael
Dad: how is Alanna doing?
Grace: she’s fine; I can’t believe you are calling me to check in…it’s only been 45 minutes!!!
Dad: OK, OK, OK; just call me if you need anything!!!
Grace: goodbye Michael!!!
Dad: bye
That night nanny Grace brought me to my room to put me to bed and I started to cry. She said “it’s alright; Daddy will be back in a few more days!!!” She took me out of my crib and spent 4 hours trying to calm me down. Just as she was about to give up the front door slammed shut. She walked the top of the staircase with me in her arms to see who it was. Dad was standing at the bottom looking up at me. Nanny Grace was shocked and asked “what are you doing here Michael?” He ran up the steps a she passed me to him and he said “I couldn’t leave…it was killing me knowing that I might miss something important!!!”
Dad brought me into my room and sat in the rocking chair with me in his arms. Within 2 minutes I had drifted off to sleep and nanny Grace asked “how in the world did that work for you and not for me?” He shut off the light as he left and said “I guess she’s just a daddy’s girl!!!”
If Dad leaves me behind again I don’t know what I’ll do!!! I missed him so much and it’s hard for the only parent I have ever known to go away for any amount of time. Contrary to what many people believe; he is a very hands on father. All that matters is he loves me and I love him!!! That is all that should ever really matter!!!
December 24 1994
Tonight is Christmas Eve and Dad is beyond excited to show me what the holiday is all about. I am too young to understand what is really going on; all I know is that there is a big tree in the middle of our living room!!! We have been listening to Christmas music all day long and he is pretty much dying of anticipation!!!
When I woke up from my nap Dad brought me downstairs and took me into the kitchen. The chef was taking cookies out of the oven and Dad said “I want to see if I can get her to decorate a cookie!!!” The chef asked “are you sure she is old enough Michael?” He said “the worst that can happen is she makes a mess!!! He put me in my highchair and put some red frosting on the tray. Dad gave me a candy cane shaped cookie. I started to eat the frosting and he laughed. When it was gone I reached out for the tube and he said “no, you can’t have any more…you’ll get sick!!!”
After dinner dad took me into the living room and I sat on his lap as he read me the Night Before Christmas. When the book was over he brought me to my bedroom and put me in my crib. He kissed my forehead and said “I’ll see you in morning!!!”
December 25 1994,
My bedroom door swung open and Dad came in and picked me up. He said “merry 1st Christmas Alanna!!!” I heard Grandma yell “do you what me to take pictures of her as you are bringing her down Michael?” He said “of course I do Mother!!!” He took me downstairs and said “wow; look at all these presents!!!”
As I looked around the living room Dad welcomed family members with me in his arms. Truth be told he didn’t want any of them coming over but, they invited themselves. I think my uncles are very jealous of my father’s fame and fortune. It is awkward for everyone now when they are all together. Even my Grandpa Joe had shown up; which made Dad tense and jumpy. He is determined to not let that get in the way of making it a good Christmas for me!!!
Dad propped me up on the couch with a few pillows and went into the kitchen. He came back with a jar of baby food and a small spoon in his hands. Grandma sat down next to him and asked “how is she taking to the solid foods?” He said “she loves the sweet potato one; this flavor is cinnamon apple.” He stated feeding it to me and my eyes widen and Grandma laughed. I tried to grab the jar from him and he said “I think she likes it!!!”
After I had been fed; people begun to pass out gifts and Dad put on a Santa Clause hat. There were tons of gifts stacked up half way to the ceiling. As Dad was helping me unwarp my presents he looked at Grandma who was watching what everyone else was getting. She is not allowed to celebrate holidays or receive gifts because she is a Jehovah’s Witness. Dad used to be one too but, he stopped practicing the religion a few months before I was born.
Grandpa opened one of his presents and asked “what the fuck is this?” Dad jumped up and covered my ears. He said “watch your mouth Joseph!!!” Grandpa said “she can’t understand what I am saying!!!’ Dad said “you would be surprised if you knew what Alanna can absorb at her age!!!” Grandpa rolled his eyes and said “yeah right!!!” Dad began to get very irritated and said “I’m so close to asking you to leave Joe…don’t push it!!!”
About 4 hours later when most of the gifts had been opened Dad went into his bedroom and came back carrying a big wrapped box. He put it in front of me and knelt down and said “wait till you see what I got you!!! He tore into the wrapping and underneath it was rocking horse. I smiled as he put me on it.
My Dad was so happy when everyone left and I had opened all of my gifts. He tried his best to keep his cool and make it a good day for me. I know that I had a great time!!! He needs to stop being so hard on himself!!!
January 2 1995
This morning when Dad got me up he noticed that I had a tooth trying to come through. I was up most of the night crying and now he knows why. He took me downstairs and gave me a teething ring. We sat down in the living room watching Blue’s Clues videos as he tried to comfort me
Dad got up and brought me some sliced strawberries in a bowl and sat next to me. He ate one of them and passed me the bowl. I pushed it back into his hands and he said “oh come on; I know you’re hungry!!!” Nanny Grace walked into the room and said “she looks like she is in a lot of pain Michael!!!” He said “yeah, she hasn’t taken that teething ring out of her mouth yet!!!” He ended up giving me some Benadryl so the both of us could get some much needed sleep.