Watching Aidan grow is such an amazing experience. And he's doing it so fast as well. Sometimes, we just put him in the highchair and watch him. Like a soap opera, he'll go through a whole range of facial expressions, from smiling to being cheeky, from bouncing up and down to flinging his arms up and down. We love him!
Today we discovered a few things that he's learned to do.
1) I love flipping him upside down, and not just because I can but because he loves it. So what happens is that I'll have him face me then I'll hold his ankles and slowly pull him up, then I lower him to the ground and he'll usually use his head to prop himself while I lower his feet to the ground. But today he started to use his hands to hold his weight up while I lower his feet to the ground. He's never done that before. Cool.
2) While watching TV today, actually, while playing Xbox today, Aidan started to crawl towards the stairs. He's never really tried anything with the stairs because I guess he never really knew what to do with it. But today he started to climb up! We got a little scared and stood close to watch him but he actually made it up 2 steps before he stopped. We tried putting him at the bottom again and whipped out the video camera but he didn't really perform like before, this time only doing 1 step before he got bored. Amazing! He figured that out all by himself, what a brilliantly curious boy. We'll watch him next time and probably stop him to climbing the stairs, but this time we let him.
I mean, we take for granted all the simple day to day things that we as adults can do, like climb the stairs or open a door or even drive a car, but to be there to see a child learn these things and watch him do it for the first time....simply breathtaking (you really do hold your breath while they do it).
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Saving the environment
When I was younger, I thought it was fine to bring my half-sipped cup of coke into the toilet with me. After all I'd paid good money for my Maccas meal with my piddling Pr. 5 allowance, so I wasn't going to throw it out just so I could go to the loo.
Nowadays I abhor the idea. Ewww... food and the toilet?! How unsanitary!
Too bad no one told Aidan that. As I'm typing this, he's eating a snack of wholemeal bread, and interspersing it with grunts followed a strained look on his face. His face goes red, his eyebrows shoot up a little, and then he exhales, happily continuing his meal and kicking his feet.
How convenient, he must think, to be able to eat and poop at the same time! Poor mummy and daddy, having to make a mad dash for the toilet. In one sitting, I eat, poop, then bounce on my seat so that it's all squashed and compact for disposal. I am a one-kid eco machine! I am Aidan, the Eco-Warrior!
Nowadays I abhor the idea. Ewww... food and the toilet?! How unsanitary!
Too bad no one told Aidan that. As I'm typing this, he's eating a snack of wholemeal bread, and interspersing it with grunts followed a strained look on his face. His face goes red, his eyebrows shoot up a little, and then he exhales, happily continuing his meal and kicking his feet.
How convenient, he must think, to be able to eat and poop at the same time! Poor mummy and daddy, having to make a mad dash for the toilet. In one sitting, I eat, poop, then bounce on my seat so that it's all squashed and compact for disposal. I am a one-kid eco machine! I am Aidan, the Eco-Warrior!
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Happy 10 months!
Wow I can't believe it's only a couple of months to go before we hit the grand milestone, when bubba turns ONE!!
Been so excitedly thinking and planning for his party already...I've gathered some good ideas, and gearing up for it, especially since it's coming at a time when we're moving to the new house, opening the new cafe, and the in-laws are in town! So much to do!
Today's 10-month marker means there're only 2 months left for planning and getting everything done, and also only 2 months left to lost my last 7 kilos. Which is, coincidentally (not!) the same amount I needed to lose 2 months ago.
They say One is the loneliest number that you'll ever know. For me right now, that number is 7! Haha...
In other news, thanks for the well-wishes and encouraging sms, Aidan's been really good the last couple days since we returned from Queenscliff, sleeping through last night, resettling himself, having longer naps. Tonight he's even resettled himself a couple of times without needing me to keep comforting him physically!
I think it's 'coz the other day I just let him cry for almost an hour in the early morning so he got the point that I wasn't coming. Sorry to the bleeding hearts, but it actually worked (after only 1 try instead of long drawn-out weeks when I had to put up with crying from 7am to 11pm everyday!), my resolve has thickened, especially when it comes to disciplining him lately. No touching wires, no touching DVDs and stereo equipment, no toppling the heater, no touching his water vapouriser, no opening drawers.
The latter he learnt the hard way when he opened the kitchen drawer today and clipped his little finger. Not too hard, not to worry, but 'coz his left had was pushing against it, and his right index finger had slipped in, he got an Owie. I grabbed it quickly before it got wedged further, but I think I could've done it a little gentler! (Panicked mum at work!)
The little sugar plum wailed - but recovered almost immediately! It wasn't even a "I'm in paaainn!" cry - rather more like a "ow...that really hurt! Oooh. Biscuits..." kinda cry.
Good thing he's a cutie. Here's the proof.
Been so excitedly thinking and planning for his party already...I've gathered some good ideas, and gearing up for it, especially since it's coming at a time when we're moving to the new house, opening the new cafe, and the in-laws are in town! So much to do!
Today's 10-month marker means there're only 2 months left for planning and getting everything done, and also only 2 months left to lost my last 7 kilos. Which is, coincidentally (not!) the same amount I needed to lose 2 months ago.
They say One is the loneliest number that you'll ever know. For me right now, that number is 7! Haha...
In other news, thanks for the well-wishes and encouraging sms, Aidan's been really good the last couple days since we returned from Queenscliff, sleeping through last night, resettling himself, having longer naps. Tonight he's even resettled himself a couple of times without needing me to keep comforting him physically!
I think it's 'coz the other day I just let him cry for almost an hour in the early morning so he got the point that I wasn't coming. Sorry to the bleeding hearts, but it actually worked (after only 1 try instead of long drawn-out weeks when I had to put up with crying from 7am to 11pm everyday!), my resolve has thickened, especially when it comes to disciplining him lately. No touching wires, no touching DVDs and stereo equipment, no toppling the heater, no touching his water vapouriser, no opening drawers.
The latter he learnt the hard way when he opened the kitchen drawer today and clipped his little finger. Not too hard, not to worry, but 'coz his left had was pushing against it, and his right index finger had slipped in, he got an Owie. I grabbed it quickly before it got wedged further, but I think I could've done it a little gentler! (Panicked mum at work!)
The little sugar plum wailed - but recovered almost immediately! It wasn't even a "I'm in paaainn!" cry - rather more like a "ow...that really hurt! Oooh. Biscuits..." kinda cry.
Good thing he's a cutie. Here's the proof.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Mummmyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy..........
There's just something about a child's infernal whining that can make any sane person climb a wall, smash a plate, or gnaw their eyes out with their dentures. And that particular whining, friends, happens to belong to my almost-10 month old whenever he's down with a cold.
It's grating, and has the capacity to suck the life-force out of you the way ah peks at Tiong Bahru market suck the marrow from bones. It builds from a small whimper to a crescendo, culminating in a full-blown wail. WAIL if you don't pick him up on time. WAIL if you put him back in the cot before he's fully asleep. WAIL if you remove him from harm's way. WAIL if you remove the piece of paper he's slowly mulching in his mouth, making its way to his digestive tract.
But oh joy when he's recovered, and the twinkle returns to his eye! Now I just need to retrain him in the art of resettling himself to sleep, and maybe, just maybe, I can get a few hours of uninterrupted sleep!
PS. Will post the pics from our weekend away to Queenscliff soon.
It's grating, and has the capacity to suck the life-force out of you the way ah peks at Tiong Bahru market suck the marrow from bones. It builds from a small whimper to a crescendo, culminating in a full-blown wail. WAIL if you don't pick him up on time. WAIL if you put him back in the cot before he's fully asleep. WAIL if you remove him from harm's way. WAIL if you remove the piece of paper he's slowly mulching in his mouth, making its way to his digestive tract.
But oh joy when he's recovered, and the twinkle returns to his eye! Now I just need to retrain him in the art of resettling himself to sleep, and maybe, just maybe, I can get a few hours of uninterrupted sleep!
PS. Will post the pics from our weekend away to Queenscliff soon.
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Today's a special day...
;-) Hope it's been a good day! EG thought we could have a late celebration with everyone here in September too?!
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Today is...Pasta Day!
Daddy Soh had a brainwave today!
"Let's make some pasta! From scratch!"
So we finally broke in our pasta maker which we got 3 years ago. Here's some of the action...
More here on our Flickr photostream.
"Let's make some pasta! From scratch!"
So we finally broke in our pasta maker which we got 3 years ago. Here's some of the action...
More here on our Flickr photostream.
Sleep...perchance to dream...
Finally! EG and I got much needed rest last night after bubba finally went to bed at 11-ish.
We'd actually put him down at 8pm, but he woke up EVERY half-hour thereafter. It took a lot of rocking and swinging and singing before he fell asleep eventually in my arms. I fell asleep too, sitting in the armchair cuddling him!
So today we woke up at the normal time (phew!) and 'coz he's still a little sick he's pretty whiny. Whinge...whinge...whinge...mummy...mummy...mummy... I think he's actually recovering 'coz he only ever does this when he's getting better and has enough strength to hold that pitch-perfect whine. The grating one that tires you out just listening to it.
But at least he's not as sick anymore - fever broke yesterday. Which was a good thing considering the three, yes you heard me right, THREE hours spent waiting at the eczema clinic at the Children's hospital. We attended a lecture on how to provide relief for eczema sufferers, waited for another 2 hours to see the doc, spent just 10 mins with a super-fast talking Dr. Lakshmi who steamrolled through her diagnosis, and popped out to get his medication and more DermEze.
One good thing about being on the dole though - consults and medication are cheaper, or free! His Elidel cream (which'd worked before, when Yuls gave us some left-over from ZG's bout with eczema (even though I know you're not supposed to share prescriptions)) came to only $5 down from $32! Woohoo... I get another cheap refill, then a private script for it will cost full-price.
Anyhoo! We're off on a holiday this weekend (Sun arvo to Tues) to the coast - Queenscliff! With the Chews, and our two respective family nannies - Evie and Ellie! Haha...
We'd actually put him down at 8pm, but he woke up EVERY half-hour thereafter. It took a lot of rocking and swinging and singing before he fell asleep eventually in my arms. I fell asleep too, sitting in the armchair cuddling him!
So today we woke up at the normal time (phew!) and 'coz he's still a little sick he's pretty whiny. Whinge...whinge...whinge...mummy...mummy...mummy... I think he's actually recovering 'coz he only ever does this when he's getting better and has enough strength to hold that pitch-perfect whine. The grating one that tires you out just listening to it.
But at least he's not as sick anymore - fever broke yesterday. Which was a good thing considering the three, yes you heard me right, THREE hours spent waiting at the eczema clinic at the Children's hospital. We attended a lecture on how to provide relief for eczema sufferers, waited for another 2 hours to see the doc, spent just 10 mins with a super-fast talking Dr. Lakshmi who steamrolled through her diagnosis, and popped out to get his medication and more DermEze.
One good thing about being on the dole though - consults and medication are cheaper, or free! His Elidel cream (which'd worked before, when Yuls gave us some left-over from ZG's bout with eczema (even though I know you're not supposed to share prescriptions)) came to only $5 down from $32! Woohoo... I get another cheap refill, then a private script for it will cost full-price.
Anyhoo! We're off on a holiday this weekend (Sun arvo to Tues) to the coast - Queenscliff! With the Chews, and our two respective family nannies - Evie and Ellie! Haha...
Monday, June 30, 2008
Aidan's sleeping habits
Having been Aidan's sleepmate for the last 2 nights, I've observed some very interesting things about his sleeping patterns.
1) He sleep crawls.
Sometimes when he stirs in the middle of the night, he'll get onto all fours and start crawling and then eventually sit up and whine. I know that he's still semi-asleep cos his eyes are closed.
2) He likes cuddles
When he wakes up I realise that the only thing that can put him to sleep is to hold him. Just like Sarah, he likes to cuddle up really close to me. Very sweet little boy that needs that physical touch before he calms.
3) He drools
Oh yes and just like Sarah, he drools when he sleeps too.
It's been an interesting and bonding time the last 2 night but it has to stop. He's definitely harder to put down then before now that he's been getting a lot of cuddles due to him being sick.
I'll miss him tonight...
Oh and another thing. He ripped out 2 of the keys from my laptop, lucky I don't use them very much. He's very fast with his hands.
1) He sleep crawls.
Sometimes when he stirs in the middle of the night, he'll get onto all fours and start crawling and then eventually sit up and whine. I know that he's still semi-asleep cos his eyes are closed.
2) He likes cuddles
When he wakes up I realise that the only thing that can put him to sleep is to hold him. Just like Sarah, he likes to cuddle up really close to me. Very sweet little boy that needs that physical touch before he calms.
3) He drools
Oh yes and just like Sarah, he drools when he sleeps too.
It's been an interesting and bonding time the last 2 night but it has to stop. He's definitely harder to put down then before now that he's been getting a lot of cuddles due to him being sick.
I'll miss him tonight...
Oh and another thing. He ripped out 2 of the keys from my laptop, lucky I don't use them very much. He's very fast with his hands.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
The bestest
Yay EG blogged!
I simply am very grateful for where I am right now.
Even though little bubba's running a temp and is crankier than a trapped possum, I'm still relaxed and happy. Why? Because I'm got the bestest husband (yes, gush) ever, who always does more than his fair share of taking care of the little prince. Especially since he's around heaps while we wait (the interminable wait!) for the new cafe to start up. And even though he suffers from horrible insomnia in the night and barely sleeps (usually at 5am!), he's still up and ready to care for Aidan when we need him. What a champ! Somebuddy's gonna get a great Father's Day trophy...
Between the three of us (me, EG and Ellie), this boy is simply PAMPERED! We cuddle him, kiss him, carry him, wipe his snot, clean his drool, feed him, dress him, bath him, change his diapers, play with him, pick him up when he's tired of playing, and sleep with him when he's sick.
Yes, co-sleep. Tonight will be the 3rd night one of us shares our bed with him (the night shift), while the other sleeps in the a separate room so they can care for him in the day. This fever and cold is taking quite a toll on all of us! I hope it passes soon...
I simply am very grateful for where I am right now.
Even though little bubba's running a temp and is crankier than a trapped possum, I'm still relaxed and happy. Why? Because I'm got the bestest husband (yes, gush) ever, who always does more than his fair share of taking care of the little prince. Especially since he's around heaps while we wait (the interminable wait!) for the new cafe to start up. And even though he suffers from horrible insomnia in the night and barely sleeps (usually at 5am!), he's still up and ready to care for Aidan when we need him. What a champ! Somebuddy's gonna get a great Father's Day trophy...
Between the three of us (me, EG and Ellie), this boy is simply PAMPERED! We cuddle him, kiss him, carry him, wipe his snot, clean his drool, feed him, dress him, bath him, change his diapers, play with him, pick him up when he's tired of playing, and sleep with him when he's sick.
Yes, co-sleep. Tonight will be the 3rd night one of us shares our bed with him (the night shift), while the other sleeps in the a separate room so they can care for him in the day. This fever and cold is taking quite a toll on all of us! I hope it passes soon...
Our booboo is sick
It's hard seeing Aidan sick. It started 2 days ago with a bit of a cough, then the cough got worse and now he's running a temp.
For the last 2 night, we've had to hold him to sleep cos he just wouldn't resettle by himself. The night before, I put him in the bed with Sarah cos he wouldn't resettle but in the end he probably kept Sarah awake most of the night with either his cough or his snore (yes he snores quite loudly). The last night even after he slept in my arms, he wouldn't let me put him down. So I ended up sleeping in the study with him in my arms. But through the night i could feel his temperature going up again like the day before, and by the morning Sarah took his temperature and it was 39 degrees C, so off to the doctors he went.
Anyway, the doctor said that it's a viral fever and he must have caught it from daycare the other day. So we stayed home today and didn't go to church.
Really pray that he gets better soon.
For the last 2 night, we've had to hold him to sleep cos he just wouldn't resettle by himself. The night before, I put him in the bed with Sarah cos he wouldn't resettle but in the end he probably kept Sarah awake most of the night with either his cough or his snore (yes he snores quite loudly). The last night even after he slept in my arms, he wouldn't let me put him down. So I ended up sleeping in the study with him in my arms. But through the night i could feel his temperature going up again like the day before, and by the morning Sarah took his temperature and it was 39 degrees C, so off to the doctors he went.
Anyway, the doctor said that it's a viral fever and he must have caught it from daycare the other day. So we stayed home today and didn't go to church.
Really pray that he gets better soon.
Friday, June 27, 2008
More precious moments
Lately Aidan's been doing the most adorable little gestures. Like blinking then rolling his eyes heaven-ward when he eats his mini rice-crispies, as if in total rapture.
Or finally swallowing his water from a cup, instead of spitting it out immediately.
Or tugging at his bib to try to yank it off (which he's done before successfully).
Or going "mam-mam-mam-mam-mam" when he wants something (I think he associates "mam" with food? He says it and reaches for his bowl! While kicking his legs repeatedly in the highchair).
Or sticking his tongue out a la Gene Simmons from Kiss, so he can feel his two baby teeth (the baby website says teething children often do this!)
It's all too adorable! Here're some of my favourite moments:
Hmmm little piece of pear...I'm a gonna eat choo!
Yarm yarm yum...
I know I...can...reach...it...
Daddy and I outside our neighbour's house. On our way to my first day at childcare!
Daddy! You're supposed to have your eyes open when we take pictures!!
Mmm...yummy rice crispy...
:ppppppppp
Or finally swallowing his water from a cup, instead of spitting it out immediately.
Or tugging at his bib to try to yank it off (which he's done before successfully).
Or going "mam-mam-mam-mam-mam" when he wants something (I think he associates "mam" with food? He says it and reaches for his bowl! While kicking his legs repeatedly in the highchair).
Or sticking his tongue out a la Gene Simmons from Kiss, so he can feel his two baby teeth (the baby website says teething children often do this!)
It's all too adorable! Here're some of my favourite moments:
Hmmm little piece of pear...I'm a gonna eat choo!
Yarm yarm yum...
I know I...can...reach...it...
Daddy and I outside our neighbour's house. On our way to my first day at childcare!
Daddy! You're supposed to have your eyes open when we take pictures!!
Mmm...yummy rice crispy...
:pppppppppBig Bubba and Little Bubba...in matching green!
Here's a series of pics I took yesterday at lunch at Fuel Cafe, near our home.
Thursday, June 26, 2008
My Signature
Here's something I created today as a signature for a mummy forum I just joined.
Hehe! It took me a couple hours 'coz I'm pretty crap at Photoshop, but I got there in the end. I couldn't figure how to stretch/blend the background, so thanks to Xiaxue for her neat trick!
Hehe! It took me a couple hours 'coz I'm pretty crap at Photoshop, but I got there in the end. I couldn't figure how to stretch/blend the background, so thanks to Xiaxue for her neat trick!
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Child Care
We spent a couple days last week checking out some long day-care and occasional care centres for Aidan, just to see what's out there, and if we can even afford it. Day-care is impossibly expensive, even with the childcare benefit and tax rebates we'll get, and the changes in July! Geez louise batman, the nice places can go up to $80, the not-for-profits are cheaper, but have long wait-lists (and everything's just a tad older). It's probably more worth it for me to stay home and collect the dole than to work and miss out on spending time with Aidan.
That said, I do feel I'm sometimes suffering from cabin fever, and my brain is slowly atrophying. So I thought I'd sign up for a class that starts in July, and put Aidan in occasional care ($7.80 an hour, phew!) for a few hours.
Yesterday we tried our FIRST day in child care to see how he'd go. Just for the minimum 2 hrs. He's usually pretty good when he's baby-sat by Ellie or Ivy & Stephen, or over at May's, so I wasn't too worried. As we left him playing on the mat though, EG confessed his unease at leaving him with strangers (even accredited ones), and I felt more than a little guilty too. In the end though, 2 hrs flew past pretty quickly amidst running errands and having lunch, and we were back to pick him up again.
He was supposed to have lunch there, which we'd packed for him, but apparently he was so distraught from our absence he refused to eat. They said he wouldn't stop crying until they carried him, so he spent the 2 hrs being shuffled from one embrace to another. Poor bubba. It was a good thing Monday's quiet day, so they could give him extra attention. He didn't seem too upset when we went to pick him up though, just sucking on his dummy in the carer's lap, reading a story together. But he did make whingy noises when he saw us enter the room!
They suggested we put him in twice a week so he could get used to the new faces and the place. Frequency breeds familiarity I suppose! He's never been a fussy baby with strangers (though I suspect racial profiling's at work haha - he's not used to all those white faces!), so it's heartbreaking to hear that he was upset. But we're trying again tomorrow and see how he goes. I'm wondering if I should just cancel my class. What's the point if it just makes him upset and hubby uneasy? I can't help but feel selfish for doing this.
EG has been good though, saying if that's what I need to keep my sanity then it's worth it. If it makes me a better mum in the end for him, to just focus my mind on something else for awhile, then it's worth a little distress (for him, and me!) I do hope he adjusts quickly though!
That said, I do feel I'm sometimes suffering from cabin fever, and my brain is slowly atrophying. So I thought I'd sign up for a class that starts in July, and put Aidan in occasional care ($7.80 an hour, phew!) for a few hours.
Yesterday we tried our FIRST day in child care to see how he'd go. Just for the minimum 2 hrs. He's usually pretty good when he's baby-sat by Ellie or Ivy & Stephen, or over at May's, so I wasn't too worried. As we left him playing on the mat though, EG confessed his unease at leaving him with strangers (even accredited ones), and I felt more than a little guilty too. In the end though, 2 hrs flew past pretty quickly amidst running errands and having lunch, and we were back to pick him up again.
He was supposed to have lunch there, which we'd packed for him, but apparently he was so distraught from our absence he refused to eat. They said he wouldn't stop crying until they carried him, so he spent the 2 hrs being shuffled from one embrace to another. Poor bubba. It was a good thing Monday's quiet day, so they could give him extra attention. He didn't seem too upset when we went to pick him up though, just sucking on his dummy in the carer's lap, reading a story together. But he did make whingy noises when he saw us enter the room!
They suggested we put him in twice a week so he could get used to the new faces and the place. Frequency breeds familiarity I suppose! He's never been a fussy baby with strangers (though I suspect racial profiling's at work haha - he's not used to all those white faces!), so it's heartbreaking to hear that he was upset. But we're trying again tomorrow and see how he goes. I'm wondering if I should just cancel my class. What's the point if it just makes him upset and hubby uneasy? I can't help but feel selfish for doing this.
EG has been good though, saying if that's what I need to keep my sanity then it's worth it. If it makes me a better mum in the end for him, to just focus my mind on something else for awhile, then it's worth a little distress (for him, and me!) I do hope he adjusts quickly though!
First day at Child Care with Daddy and Mummy!
Friday, June 20, 2008
Growing so quickly
I think Aidan may have inherited the Soh hand-holding genes. It's a genetic predisposition that was present from day one - curling his tiny tiny fingers around one of mine, his little fist grasping on for dear life. Even now, his iron-grip is unrelenting as I lay him down to sleep in his cot - he fusses when I pull away, calms when my hand returns. What a cherished bubba. Just like his daddy, and his granny, both displaying generous affection with their loving hands. How warm, this family.
Some new updates! He's displaying his other lower front right-incisor, another little half-tooth to accompany his current one. Man, they are sharp, especially as he gnaws on my fingers to soothe his gums. Also, he's a super fast crawler! You should see the way he charges ahead to any object, especially power plugs and Wii remotes. That's when a firm, deep-voiced "NO, Aidan, stop!" is warranted, and he's actually learned to obey that command! He stops, looks at you, and as you beckon he crawls away or towards you. Other times, he cheekily checks my reaction before touching the forbidden object, ignores my NO, and that's when I have to get up and displace him in order to reinforce my command. I either place him in another part of the room, or in his playpen (without toys) - to which he protests loudly.
That's another new development; he's always enjoyed playing with his toys on his own in his playpen, but lately once he's in he starts to whiiiinnnneee and whiiiiiiinnnneee. I reckon it's 'coz he wants to be mobile and crawl around. The cutest is when I leave him in his room for a bit to go down the hall and rinse his face-cloth in the toilet. Unable to bear my absence (aww, how sweet), he starts this half-crawl, half-cry slowly down the hall, his face screwed up pitifully. Like a puppy dog looking for its owner. Poor bubba! Either way, he's being very clingy, and with his fast-crawling action he manages to chase me into the kitchen while doing his signature hiccupy-whinge. Three seconds and he's there! Which could explain how he toppled off my bed this morning.
Gulp! Yes, ok! I'm sorry! I had to brush my teeth somehow, and he usually just sits there in the middle of the bed, but today he wanted to follow me into the toilet and even when I'd placed him on the floor earlier he just kept following me into the bathroom which has germs I tell you so I just put him on the bed which is waist-high off the floor and turned back to the mirror and the next thing I knew I heard a ker-plunk and I screamed and he was crying but more out of anger than of pain and when I picked him up he was ok and settled fairly quickly and there's no damage done so I'm not a bad mother ok?!
His nose is still a little red though.
Some new updates! He's displaying his other lower front right-incisor, another little half-tooth to accompany his current one. Man, they are sharp, especially as he gnaws on my fingers to soothe his gums. Also, he's a super fast crawler! You should see the way he charges ahead to any object, especially power plugs and Wii remotes. That's when a firm, deep-voiced "NO, Aidan, stop!" is warranted, and he's actually learned to obey that command! He stops, looks at you, and as you beckon he crawls away or towards you. Other times, he cheekily checks my reaction before touching the forbidden object, ignores my NO, and that's when I have to get up and displace him in order to reinforce my command. I either place him in another part of the room, or in his playpen (without toys) - to which he protests loudly.
That's another new development; he's always enjoyed playing with his toys on his own in his playpen, but lately once he's in he starts to whiiiinnnneee and whiiiiiiinnnneee. I reckon it's 'coz he wants to be mobile and crawl around. The cutest is when I leave him in his room for a bit to go down the hall and rinse his face-cloth in the toilet. Unable to bear my absence (aww, how sweet), he starts this half-crawl, half-cry slowly down the hall, his face screwed up pitifully. Like a puppy dog looking for its owner. Poor bubba! Either way, he's being very clingy, and with his fast-crawling action he manages to chase me into the kitchen while doing his signature hiccupy-whinge. Three seconds and he's there! Which could explain how he toppled off my bed this morning.
Gulp! Yes, ok! I'm sorry! I had to brush my teeth somehow, and he usually just sits there in the middle of the bed, but today he wanted to follow me into the toilet and even when I'd placed him on the floor earlier he just kept following me into the bathroom which has germs I tell you so I just put him on the bed which is waist-high off the floor and turned back to the mirror and the next thing I knew I heard a ker-plunk and I screamed and he was crying but more out of anger than of pain and when I picked him up he was ok and settled fairly quickly and there's no damage done so I'm not a bad mother ok?!
His nose is still a little red though.
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