rocking week 2 with no top on – raunchy
I am two weeks old now. It’s pretty sweet.
I went from doing long feeds to taking shorter feeds and having longer sleeps. This freaked my Mum out a little bit, but she should eat a chill cake. I met the community nurse and she said I had grown a centimetre and weighed 3.4kg which is about 300grams more than my birth weight. I went to the doctor a few days later and while I hadn’t put on any more weight, I had grown another whole centimetre which makes me 51cm tall now. My godfather Barthur says that if I keep going at this rate I’ll be 42 metres tall by the time I am 80. I think he is silly but he has a nice scratchy beard so I will let him off this one time.
I’ve had lots of visitors come to meet me at home which is nice (Mum especially likes it when they bring treats). I make a wonderful array of silly noises and faces which keep everyone quite amused. Despite being officially autumn, it is millions of degrees and we don’t have air conditioning in our house, so sometimes I get hot and grumpy and that is why I haven’t been wearing much in the way of clothes this week.
I’m settled into my new home and lots of new things. Generally I hated everything the first time, but second or third time around I realise that things aren’t so bad. Like the stroller, for example – it’s a pretty neat thing and I quite like going for short walks now. I didn’t like my bouncer/rocker much either at first but now I sleep in it all the time. I have been outside in a baby sling too but Mum thinks maybe I’m still a bit too small for it. I had two more baths which I didn’t like at all, but this week I had my first lovely quiet happy bath.
so fresh and so clean!
I love having tummy time with Daddy and my neck muscles are getting nice and strong already! My favourite thing of all though is the gym ball. It is the last resort thing that stops me crying when nothing else will. I also like Daddy’s nappies the best because he gives me a nice rub down with a towel and applies powder to my butt by tapping the bottle in the same way he would put salt on his dinner. I very much enjoy making a second (or even third) mess when I’m halfway through having my nappy changed which keeps the parentals on their toes and also keeps Huggies in business.
bounce time with dad
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