Hannah wakes me up at 7:50. I try to nurse her, no go. She keeps letting go, which is usually a sign of something. But I'm still so tired, I just pretend to sleep hoping she'll do the same.
She turns to me, and puffs air into my face, puh puh puh puh puh. I usually do a motorboat sort of sound when she has to poo or is pooing, and this was her version of it. She then let out a little fart to drive her point home.
When we arrived at the washroom, poo.
She's almost 8 months, and becoming sentient.
We're working on the sign language too. I could've sworn her hands were making the poo sign as well, as she was gripping a finger or too, but I think that is coincidence. I use milk, toilet, poop, all done, and more, with her. I like to believe she signs all done when she is finished on the toilet, and I obey.
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