*Clapped for the first time
*Walked 20 metres or so holding only one hand
*Stood on his own for about 8 seconds
*Had a temper tantrum when I wouldn’t let him pull himself up on the side of the bath, nor pull the plug out
*Went on the swings and a sea-saw with his friend Howard
*Squealed with delight when Stacy and I both played with him for ages on the rug
*Flapped his arms up and down like a bird trying to take off when talking to Nana and Grandad on Skype
*Put his hands deep into the pot of Sudocrem and scooped out a handful. Was just about to eat it when Mummy stopped him, cue another temper tantrum
*Ate a green bean
* Went cross eyed at some bubbles
Archive for January, 2011
>Stacy and I spent this morning taking Charlie to the park and playing on the equipment. Charlie squealed with delight with everything we showed him. He particularly loved the swings. I think it gave him a ‘funny feeling’ in his tummy, it certainly did mine!
This afternoon was spent finishing the DIY left from last weekend, and just chillin and playing and making baby food to put in the freezer and chatting to grandparents.
I have an opticians interested in recruiting me. It makes my stomach churn when I think of going back to work, not least because I hate change….and I like the way my life is now. On the bright side, I might only have to work for a year or so before I am on maternity leave again 😀
>Charlie is much better now. His temp was brought down by using Ibuprofen as well as Paracetamol. I co-slept with him whilst Stacy moved into the spare room. He is still clingy and needy but much better than he was.
We haven’t been out the house all week 😦 We missed baby signing, waterbabies, bounce and rhyme, coffee with friends and baby group. My life revolves around Charlie, everything I look forward to during the day is something we do for him. When he is sick and we can’t go, I feel lonely, isolated and a bit stir crazy. Hoping to see my Mum tomorrow though and get out of the house!
I have made the first move to going back to work….I have written my CV and am about to send it to an agency who is going to send out applications to all the local opticians. I hope I get exactly what I want. Ideally this is Sunday and Mondays with a few Sundays off per year to keep some weekends available for family time. It should bring in enough money to make us a tad more comfortable than we are now, but nothing like we were used to when I worked full time! Fingers crossed.
>Look at how my little dude is doing on the walking front!
Charlie is worrying us again today. At 6 this morning he was in the bed with us and he kept moaning and groaning in his sleep. I suspected he was about to vomit and I was right, projectile and all over me. He kept vomiting for the next hour or so before finally falling back to sleep for a bit.
When I decided to bring him downstairs I could barely rouse him, he wouldn’t make eye contact (in fact his eyes were rolling backwards) and he was making a kind of ‘tic’ movement. I started to panic and rang NHS direct who advised me to take him to A+E. We jumped in the car, but by the time we got there he had become responsive and was more alert. Stacy met me there and agreed he seemed ok again and I took him home.
He has spent the day flopped on my lap, hardly moving and the occasional whimper. My poor lamb. He temp got as high as 39 degrees at one point.
Stacy has been cuddling him for a while and his heartbeat is going so fast, he is like a little mouse being held in large hands.
We are just waiting now for the on call doctor to ring us and discuss if we need to take any further action. I hate it when he is ill, so much responsibility.
>I am ready to have a little gush about my weight loss so far.
We started slimming the 2nd week in Decembre. My consultant at Slimming World was surprised to have a new member that week, just before Xmas, but I didn’t want to gain over Xmas and have that to lose too.
I just weighed myself this morning (official weigh in is tomorrow) and I have lost 10 1/2lbs! I feel great and wake up with a smile every morning.
Charlie was happily playing on the bed this morning and so I started pulling out clothes that haven’t fitted in a long time (such as my ball outfit from university and a dress I wore 3 years ago) and they all zipped up easily. A pair of trousers I wore to my concert before Xmas that had to have elastic bands on the waist to allow me to do them up also did up easily. I did a little dance around the bedroom.
Stacy is also losing weight nicely. She has set up an excel spreadsheet and has plotted a graph to show our progress. So like her 😉
Ideally, I would like to be 2 stone lighter (than I am now) by the time I start TTC again in May. That is my goal, and at this rate I will make it. I don’t think I will lose motivation. I would like to be pregnant and not labelled ‘high risk’ due to obesity and not denied a birthing pool.
I do have a small problem though. At the moment I drive to a group 10 minutes away and I do not like the consultant very much. She is a tart and she doesn’t care very much and says things I dislike. A new group is starting on my estate and I will be able to walk to it, meet new people from my local area and hopefully like the consultant more. But the time is a lot later 7.30pm instead on 6.00pm which will mean I will have eaten my dinner at weigh in. I know my personality and I will get obsessed by this small fact. Sometimes my weight goes up by 2lbs after an evening meal!
Also if I change groups tonight, I might even see a gain on the scales due to having eaten dinner. Even though I will know the reason for it, it will still damage my confidence and motivation. (I have a strange obsessional mind).
In order to change groups I am thinking of ways to not eat much dinner….. I don’t like it when I have these types of thoughts. A couple of weeks ago, I decided to speed up my weight loss and ate very little all week. I only saw a 1/2lb loss that week, totally due to not eating enough. I am an intelligent person, and I know the facts, but I sometimes can’t stop the obsessive thoughts.
>A lot of people tell me Charlie looks like me, and every time they do, I beam inside. I am glad he doesn’t look like the donor, not because he isn’t good looking rather than he isn’t in our family.
Stacy does find it a bit difficult when people start gushing about how much he was like me as a baby. My Dad says quite frequently ‘he is just like you were at his age’. It is just a reminder that he isn’t genetically hers. She is getting used to it though, and she is pleased he doesn’t look like the donor too.
I thought I would add a few pictures of me as a baby. Some of them look like Charlie wearing a dress! lol
I have no doubt whatsoever that when Stacy has her baby (baby no 3) that it will come out the spitting image of her! You should see her standing next to her Dad…it’s uncanny.
PS A Jaffa cake is a cake bottom, with an orange jelly (jello) disc on the top of the cake, with a final layer of dark chocolate on the top. Utterly divine and addictive 😉
Naughty Mummy 😉