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New Routine!

AHA! I have been looking at my baby books again! Little Jack - as much as I love him - has been driving me bonkers in the mornings just lately. I've been getting a tad stressed and had my wondering if maybe I was slipping into a mild depression, or if maybe I was just too over tired from the constant disrupted sleep. I'm leaning towards the later of the two theories mostly because by the time we've both had a nap through the day I'm fine again (although I do have a docs appointment next week just to make sure). In an attempt to ease the pressure I turned to my baby books and had a look at 2-3 months. There's a suggested time-table of activities and sleeps - only suggested and it does point out that all babies are different and to only use it as a guide line - but I've been giving it a try. And so far it seems to be working! It's early days yet though. We started with it yesterday evening by keeping him up through his late afternoon nap and then putting him t

Jack's 2 months old today

And driving us bonkers. We're all ill. What ever cold bug Jack picked up while we were away this weekend has been passed on to us all. The whole house is filled with snot. Our throats are sore, I'm loosing my hearing, and poor little Jack can't settle at all. His cries are not helping our headaches either. Di from worked popped in today to keep me up to date with the gossip. It's all go with the call centre at the moment with people being brought in from other departments to make calls. Once they've managed to get 2 appointments in a day they can go back to their original post. I really hope I'm not expected to do that when I go back because I HATE call centre work! And I'm not very good at it either... Today I had to let my web sites for Juvy (the lady who did my wedding dress) go. I've hardly worked on them at all since I got that promotion at work, and then with having Jack to look after I have done pretty much nothing. That's no good for Juvy sin

Busy Weekend

We did a tour of family this weekend! It was great, but shattering Friday evening we packed up both cats and Jack and drove over to my mums. Fizgig was staying there after his misbehaviour at Christmas which meant we have no intention of taking over to Jenny's again (little horror picking on poor Olly) but it wasn't the fun stay he was expecting as when we got there he was greeted by 2 NEW kittens! He was a little taken aback by that! After tea with Mum and John we set off again over to Jenny's but didn't get there till just gone midnight! All credit to little Jack though because he was good as gold all the way, only miffing a bit when we stopped the car for any reason without getting out. it must have tuckered him out though because he slept from 12.30am till 5.30am! Saturday was a full day. We took Jack over to meet his Auntie Rachel and his cousins - including new Baby Alex! So cute! They look less alike now, but still have many of the same traits! Kate and Dave co

Brave little man!

He's 8 weeks old today, which means a trip to the docs for some of his jabs and a once over to make sure he's ok. He's been well behaved all morning, even letting me get washed, dressed and hair brushed without too much fuss. He went in his car seat and into the car without howling, and was wake but quiet all the way to the docs. It's cooler today so I had him dressed in his jeans and shirt, but the waiting room was a sauna so he whinged a little then until I took his shirt off. Once in with the doc he was good as she checked all his 'little boy bits' to make sure he was 'complete' (and he is). I was so proud as I sat at the docs desk and tucked him up close to my body for a snuggle. And then it happened. Two injections! One in each leg! My god did he scream! Cried until he was sick! They make you hold your baby down while it's being done. He was looking me right in eyes when he was jabbed. I swear they make you hold them like that less to stop them

Little Pooh Monster!

Yorkie's got the day off today, and boy am I glad he did! I'm waiting on a delivery from Kiddicare today and it's another scorcher so he stayed in in case it arrived while I took Jack for a walk to settle him down for a bit. We went for an hour long wonder around the 'posh' housing estate, then over to the park, and back along the road. It was lovely! We even bumped into one of my former Avon customers who came over to admire Jack just as he woke up and desided he'd had enough and wanted some food. So back we got, I changed his nappy and settled down for a long feed, sprawled out on the settee, feet up, Jack laid on my hip having a long feed. And then the 'foaming' started - the kind of farts that Yorkie and I know all too well as being not farts at all, but poohs. He poohed and poohed and poohed, all the time feeding and looking me right in the eye. And then it happened! I can only liken it to watching a lava flow on the Discovery Channel. Pooh... great

Sunshine!

The weather is amazing! It's so warm and sunny right now, people are walking around in summer clothes, sunbathing, and doing all kinds of lovely summery stuff. I love the sun! I want to be out in it all day! Jack... isn't quite so keen it would seem. He would appear to take after his dad and hate being warm. He's been unhappy for the last couple of days already. He spent pretty much all of yesterday in just his nappy, and last night despite the fact that we had door and windows open all day the bedroom was round 25 degrees C until sun-up. Needless to say I didn't get much sleep worrying about him being too hot. And he was awake again at 5.45am screaming because he was so thirsty. He's only just gone back to sleep about 15 mins ago (9.30am), just because he's shattered I'm sure. I'd love to sleep too but am having to do a ton of washing. With him being hot and drinking more we're getting through more poohy nappies which means more washing (curse tho

Quiet Moments

When ever I have a few moments to myself and let my mind wonder I start to think about doing something creative again. I've done next to nothing for ages. Okay, so I did some cross stitch while I was pregnant, and I did those jungle animal painting for Jack's room, but that's been it. And they weren't terribly creative anyway. I keep thinking that maybe I should start painting properly again, or maybe I should have another go at writing. But I am a little stuck for inspiration. Jack takes up pretty much my whole world at the moment and any painting I tried to do would only reflect how soppy I feel over him which is not my style so I'm not keen on that. Plus, baby and paint might not be a good mix right now. That'll be more fun when he's big enough to join in and paint too. So that leaves writing. More than just my blog - which is rambling not writing - something enjoyable like I used to do years ago. But again, what inspiration do I have right now. Motherh

Thunder Storms

It seems I have passed on something less than brilliant to our poor son - a sensitivity to thunder storms. This morning he woke up at 5 for a feed and change as normal, but wouldn't settle. He was whinging and fidgety and stressed, and so was I, which made for a poor combination at that time of the morning. We were like this till 6.30, but just around 6.15ish the sky blackened and there was thunder. Lots of long, low, deep rumbles of thunder that got closer and closer and then suddenly stopped. My headache cleared pretty much right away - as I'm used to happening - and Jack suddenly settles and went to sleep until gone 9. This evening my headache came back just as he started to gripe again. Again he was fed and clean, but no amount of cuddles and love or anything else we tried would calm him. We even tried him with the gripe water. Then there was more thunder, and as it cleared he fell asleep. If i could have chosen things to pass on to Jack, that would not have been on the

6 weeks old already - and a new friend!

Hard to believe isn't it? But there you are. Jack is six weeks old already. We had a nice day yesterday. We went to visit Jen and her lads, had lunch there and wandered over to the park for a bit so Adam could have a play on the slides. Jack was awake all morning having had a good nights sleep (only getting me out of bed 3 times instead of 4 or 5) and then slept all afternoon. Typically he was then awake and stressed most of the evening, but slept brilliantly again last night, only getting me up twice! Yorkie swears he looked different by yesterday tea time than he had at breakfast, and given the amount of food and sleep he had I can believe it. He seems to be having another grow! I hadn't noticed since I'd been with him all day, but when I laid him on his play gym he seemed longer than last time he's been on it a day or two ago. As for the new friend.... Jill and Gary gained a new son, and Morgan a brother, yesterday at 6.44pm. Congratulations to them!