Yesterday, I met my new pediatrician, Dr. Cooley. She was a nice lady, but I still made sure to make a dramatic exit by screaming, angrily opening the door of the exam room, tearing off my sweatshirt, and swiftly marching down the hall with no shoes. Then, when asked if I’d like a sticker, replying “NOOOOOOOOOOOO!”

(She is setting me up with a developmental pediatrician, neurologist, and place at the feeding clinic, so Mommy was happy.)

Then we went to the park, even though it was cold and rainy. I was promised the park, and gosh darn it, I was going!