april 2, daddy has done a lot to try and get me ready for prince to be born. a few weeks ago daddy tryed to get me off the bottle (for good). i had been off and on between the bottle and the sippy cup for a long time daddy just does not have the heart not to give in when im up late at night crying for my bottle.

today daddy had his mind set that he was going to get it done and over with. the drama is only when i go to bed at night. daddy went thourgh my bedtime rotine like every night. he gave me a bath read me a book and put me to bed. as soon as my head hit my pillow i said daddy i want my bottle. he passed me my sippy cup and said here you go. i said no i want my bottle. he said i lost all your bottles there all gone. i said daddy please give me my bottle. he said there is no more olny the little ones for when prince is born. he grabed the sippy cup and took a sip out it and said mmmmm its good here you try it. i pushed it away when he tryed to pass it to me. he looked at me and sighed and said well your not geting a bottle its ethier this or nothing bud. then i started to cry. he said that is not going to work this time. in between sobs i said daddy i want my bottle. he said with a grin on his face i know you do but your not going to get one no matter how hard you cry and wine. he said im not going to give in. he wanted to do this in the nicest way with no time outs or anything like that. after an hour of crying i grabed the sippy cup and took a sip out of it. daddy said see that was not that bad. from then on i was bottle free.

april 14, daddy is still trying to get me ready for prince to be born. over 2 weeks he has done a lot with me. he got me off the bottle and did i say that he tolite trained me but im not going to talk about that, thats just gross ewwww.

do remeber in dream that i have 1 when the docters said that i would never be able to walk, well this is when all of that comes into play.

april 20, daddy was taking me to a docters oppiment for my legs. when we got there they put us in a tiny room. then when my docter came in the room he was looking at diffrent parts of my legs. he said to daddy that he thinks that he can get me to start walking slowly if i have some diffrent surgreys. daddy put head in his hands. he said no no no this cant be happening, i really dont want her to go under the knife at such a yong age. the doter said but michael this well help her to learn to walk in the long run if we wait too long it may get real bad it is better to do it sooner than later mike. daddy said i know i know i just dont like to see her in pain thats all.daddy looked like he was about to cry and said she is my baby. i looked up at daddy and said daddy dont cry i love you and gave him a big kiss. the docter said it is so safe michael she will be alright. daddy shook his head yes. the docter said the surgery would be in 3 days. daddy left that day so stressed out about what was to come.

april 23, today was the day of my surgery. daddy woke me up in the morning and we headed over to the hospital. when we got there a nurse was waiting for us. she had us go in a room so i could put on my gown. then she came back in the room. she said michael where going to have to give alanna a s-h-o-t to make her fall asleep. daddy said i will have to hold her arm down because she is going to try and move away, hopefully you have good aim. as soon as she came near me with the needle i tryed to get away and bumped daddy in the chin. when she got me with it i slowly closed my eyes. as they rolled me down the hallway daddy kissed me on the forehead. when i woke up daddy was by my bed side he said alanna its daddy. i stayed there for a few more days and then i was alowed to go back to neverland with daddy.