Showing posts with label Mum. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mum. Show all posts

Saturday, 27 November 2010

Showing his loyalty



Yesterday in a fit of enthusiasm I attempted to bake some healthy scones, all wholemeal flour and no sugar etc. etc. Let's just say they didn't quite work out, unless you were looking for a small wholemeal weapon or an unattractive paperweight.

This morning at breakfast I discovered the true loyalty of our 7 month old baby boy. Disinterested in his strawberry and banana breakfast I thought I'd see if he fancied a nibble on one of the aforementioned rocks... i mean scones, soaked in tea to be slightly edible. Well, the enthusiasm was enormous, in fact when he discovered his piece of scone had fallen from his hand he was visibly upset. My heart did swell.

The video below shows a dedication to him mother's cooking well beyond the call of duty!


Wednesday, 29 September 2010

Hair apparent part 2 - mad baby

The second in our impressions series gives me an excuse to discuss a minor battle that rages between Alexander's mum and dad (Haydn and I to those in the know).

Once again the battle plays out in the hair follicle arena. You see I like the little man's hair all scruffy, ideally sticking up on top with his gorgeous little curls poking out by each ear - so cute! Haydn, however prefers the mad men look above, all brushed down and parted, 'the accountant look' I like to call it. I spend the weekends trying to hide the baby brush, usually unsuccessfully.

I suppose this battle will one day be resolved once Alex is big enough to have his own opinion - he will probably scupper both of us and go for a number one all over... but until then the hair wars will continue to rage on.

Tuesday, 14 September 2010

A sleepy lesson


A few days ago Alex decided he wasn't going to sleep during the day, I think we managed about 40 minutes in total over the course of the day, mostly made up of the following scenario:





1. baby looks very tired
2. mum puts baby into bouncer
3. baby cries
4. mum persists with rocking tired baby
5. baby keeps crying
6. mum picks baby up
7. baby looks even more tired but still refuses to sleep
8. baby eventually falls asleep in arms/bouncer/sofa/pram
9. baby wakes up after approximately 4.5 minutes
10. and repeat

I'd forgotten how exhausting it is and how difficult it is to get anything done at all let alone cook dinner, clean or tidy the house, even take a shower when you don't get those baby nap moments. Alexander is not a huge sleeper during the day but we usually manage at least a few sleeps which last around 45 minutes when I can get a surprising amount done.

By the time Haydn got home I was properly grumpy and completely knackered and so frustrated that I didn't do any of the jobs I was supposed to do.

That night I remembered something...

I get to spend time with my baby ALL DAY LONG and he is the coolest, cuddliest, most fabulous little man in the world and what the hell was I complaining about.

The next day he clearly had catching up to do and was in and out of sleep most of the day - I gazed at his peaceful sleeping face secretly willing him awake.

Sunday, 22 August 2010

Sleeping around

When Alex was one or two month's old I would often look enviously at the other mum's in my mothers group as their babies would always fall asleep on their mums' lap or tummy. Alex never really did that, he might nap on mum or dad for a few minutes but he usually woke up soon after. It's not that he was a bad sleeper, far from it, he slept in his baby bouncer; his hammock; our bed; the middle of the floor and under his rain forest play gym with music blaring... just not on mum or dad :-(.

For the other mums the opposite was often true, their babies would only fall asleep if they were firmly attached their mum or dad. I know it is a blessing really to have a baby that doesn't need me to get to sleep but I was still jealous of how cute the others looked curled up contentedly in their mum's arms.

Well in the past few weeks things have changed, he still falls asleep in those other places it's just sometimes he needs a little help from dad, or mum or Nanna B to finally drop off.

And quite frankly... we love it!


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