February 12, 1805
We have acquired a new boatman, a frenchman named Toussaint Charbonneau. From my first encounter with him I can already tell he is going to have trouble with the captains. He is loud, obnoxious, and snores a lot when he sleeps, and from what I've seen he is a terrible boatman. But it is not him who I am interested in, it is his Indian wife Sacagawea. We call her Bird Woman. She has extensive knowledge of the lands ahead, and a certain calmness in her that will be useful in challenging situations. I was surprised to discover that she was pregnant after she announced it in camp. Some men doubted that she should come with us on our long journey ahead, I agreed with them at the time. Bird Women went into labor yesterday. There was great excitement in camp knowing that a new member was on the way. It was a long and painstaking birth. The Captains were hard at work tending for BW. Finally someone suggested we give her some rattlesnake tail to hasten the birth. She was fed the concoction and I was told ten minutes later the baby had arrived. We named the boy Jean Baptiste Charboneau, but we all call him Pomp.