Shock horror, I'm posting. What is going on with the world that I would do such a thing.
The last 2 months in brief
- Bella has now been discharged by the community physiotherapist. So she's essentially physically 'normal' (whatever the heck that is) now. She's got some hypermobility in her joints and a penchant for 'w' sitting. Um, so do I. She's got slightly weak ankles, and it's still hard to elicit her reflexes, but that's all neither here nor there. As I keep mentioning to any health professionals who ask, I can't run or catch a ball to save my life, so she was never destined to be a sports star anyway, and it's hard to tell what's the after effects of the GBS and what's genetics. I'm inclined to think that most of the physical symptoms (for want of a better word) are due to genetics.
- Bella is still displaying hideous threeyearoldishness. I have little use for this at all, although some days I think we're starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel. Then we have days like today where she had a defcon 3 style tantrum when we were at the shops. There's nothing like a toddler having a major meltdown in public to make you feel like a really shit parent. We've introduced a star chart to try and deal with her bedtime resistance. So far she's getting a star about 1 day in 3 or 4, so it's not a great motivator for her, but we'll persist, because those good days, she's asleep before 8pm without any fuss whatsoever.Those nights are really good, no one gets angsty, she gets more sleep and wakes up in a better mood, and there is possibly slightly less threeyearoldishness the next day. We do have some good days, and sometimes it's good days because I'm better rested and more able to stay calm in the face of it, and sometimes she appears to have woken up in a mood to be cooperative. I like those days, when I can actually see that she's a lovely little girl who I'm very proud of. She's very good at sharing on those days, she's very caring (at least to people her age or younger), she's incredibly proud of her little brother and loves to show him off.
- Little miss is also going through a growth spurt. The size 2 clothes are now too short in the legs and arms. They still fit width wise but are getting very 3/4 length. Yes, at 3.5 she's just growing out of stuff sized for a 2 year old. She's a lovely, petite little thing.
- Bella is still a smart little tacker, she can do puzzles well beyond her age, and she talks at a much older level too. She loves to help in the kitchen, although her attention span for that is short. She also really, really loves books, and can spend ages in the library. Oh boy does that child like the library. I am so glad my little girl loves books with the same abiding passion that I do. I'll often find her sat with a huge pile of books around her calmly working her way through every book she can get her hands on. She's memorised many, many, many of her bedtime stories. It's so cute when she starts reading the book to Matthew rather than the other way around. We've started reading some poetry as well. She loves When we were Very Young and Now we are Sixe, and we read a bit from Lavender's Blue now and then as well. So yeah, some really, really lovely things about our little girl, just overshadowed by being three. Bring on four I say, four has got to be better.
- Morty, he's the incredible hulk. At 5 months he weighed 8.16kg (or 17lb 15 in old money). He's wearing 9-12 months size clothes (yes at just over 5 months). He looks much bigger than the 10 month old boy across the road. He's big, big big. He's just cut his first two teeth too. Oh and I sometimes give him a steamed carrot to play with when he's sat on my lap at dinner time. He gets very upset if I try to take it away once he's got it. The carrot goes into the chubby little fist, the fist goes to the mouth, Morty sucks on the carrot for dear life and gets a major shock when some of it breaks off, and then screams at me if I try to take it away because that length of carrot is going to have some trouble going down. So yeah, I don't think he's recognising it as food, but it's a start I suppose.
- Morty loves to rock himself in his bouncy chair, he learnt that by kicking his legs and waving his arms that the bouncy would rock. Now he obsessively rocks when he's in it, and when he's sat or lying anywhere else he'll kick and wave to see if whatever he is on will also rock. Boy loves to rock.
- He's a very snuggly baby compared to Bella. he loves to be carried and cuddled and kissed. Gosh it's nice to have one cuddly one (even though I love my fiesty, independent firstborn as well). He loves to be held standing, and he is on the cusp of being able to roll front to back as well as the other way. He chats a lot.
- On the downside, Morty's initial reasonable sleeping has gone awol. He's waking me several times a night now. I'm getting very little sleep and that is not helping with my ability to deal with threeyearoldishness. I really hope it settles down soon.
- Me, back to work in 2 weeks, not happy about it, actually making me very miserable. I've been expressing like a madwoman for a couple of weeks, and I've got enough milk in the freezer for the first week if he drinks everything I send. We'll see how it goes. Just call me Ermintrude, I certainly feel like a milch cow.
- Matthew is still enjoying his new job. He seems to be doing really well.
So photos to make up for, what, 6 weeks or so of not posting.
Here's a youtube video of Morty rocking himself. I promise that there was no outside intervention in making that bouncy rock, boy was doing it all on his own.
Real men wear purple
I can get this whole horse in my mouth if I just try a little harder
We had a jammie day yesterday (Bella is currently suffering a reaction to her MMR vaccination, yup, got hideous measles rash from it so we weren't leaving the house. This was her get up by 5pm.
Evidence of the curls at the base of her head. They really are adorable, and my mother is insanely jealouse that one of my children has some curls.
And both children this morning. We really do have a mini me each.
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