Hello all! Can't believe it's already time to talk names, you're all much braver than me, the thought of DS and a newborn makes me come over a bit lightheaded and queasy!
Glad Sky is feeling better Queen, hope she continues to improve.
Xiao same on my commute, hope the coughing clears up!
Oi you need to post a video of BOi's groovy mooves! Glad I made you laugh, I swear my phone has a mind of it's own at times. Autocorrect changes things and I'm like 'really phone? You got that from that? Have you been smoking crack again?'
Figgy clever Danny with his animal noises!
We seem to have had a rubbish couple of weeks; we went up to Scotland to visit husband's family which was nice, and C was a star in the car both ways, but hates sleeping in the travel cot so ended up in bed with us a lot. Co-sleeping is not for us. He likes to sleep either on my chest (cause I don't, you know, need to breath or anything) or sideways across the bed with his farty arse right in my face. So we were all shattered after that trip. Then C started throwing the most epic meltdowns at bedtime and doing that squirmy, screaming thing where they flail in your arms and seem to bend in ways that defy the laws of physics. So we brought bedtime forward, which seems to help about 50% of the time. Then we had the long weekend and he was just miserable and overtired all weekend. Took a trip to Tatton Park (lovely) and he quite liked the farm and all the animals, even if he did point at all of them (sheep, pigs, goats, horses, dogs) and say 'CAT!' Later on though he took off running and tripped, going face first into the path. Much blood and some tears were shed (some of them my husband's. Ahem.) Then two days later he tries to do a handstand off a toy motorbike at nursery and gives himself a black eye. He did amuse my friend in the car when I asked him if he had hurt his head by slapping himself in the forehead and going 'ooomph!' and repeating it every time anyone asked if he had fallen over or hurt his head.
For the past week he's also been waking up loads at night and screaming blue murder when we try and get him down again. I noticed he was a bit warm yesterday and had some sticky stuff leaking from his ear, took him to the Dr and he's got a raging ear infection, and probably didn't want to lie down as the pressure was hurting him. Cue me and husband feeling like shite for getting so frustrated with him for not sleeping. He's on some ear spray now, and slept through last night after being dosed with calpol and ibuprofen, so fingers crossed we're over the hump of that.
In other, more cheerful news, he's had a bit of a language explosion. Cat, nana (for all food), rah-rah for the broom (which he adores and carried round the house all day), daddy for dad and dadda for me, uh-oh and oopses for when he chucks stuff, ssssoooocks and shuuuuzzz are the newest ones. He can also point to his nose, head and if you ask him where his socks are he either points to his feet or goes and gets some from his bedroom.
Oi C is also trying to jump, but mostly seems to launch himself backwards. He does a rather interesting Beyonce style bum thrust when he's dancing too! We need to get together soon!