Saturday, 3 May 2014

10 months.


Dear LJ,

You are 10 months old and mummy was two weeks late in taking your photos. 

What's new this month?

You learnt to point your finger and do so at every thing you see. 
You found a love for Postman pat and remain the stillest I've seen you while you watch.
You are nearly walking on your own but you still prefer to hold my hand. 
You discovered you can pick and choose the food you want to eat.
You have got worse at going down to sleep but better at sleeping through.
You now have FOUR teeth and more coming.
You jumped a whole weight bracket at your latest weigh in.
You eat too much cheese, that's properly why.
You love strawberries and eat them all without dropping one.
You had your first taste of chocolate and LOVED it.
You cry when mummy OR daddy leave for work. 
You love trains and cars and will push them around the floor.
You give flirty smiles to everyone and then hide away all shy.
You have a favourite toy and it's a green train.
You lie back in the bath when daddy tells you to 'kick back'.
You still get excited at everything and circle your wrists and ankles.
You throw a tantrum if you don't get your own way.
You now get up at 5am every day.
You are generally a happy boy and everyone tells me so.

Oh and Mummy loves you 10 times as much! 


So I was a little late with the monthly battle photos, I knew it was too good to be true that I'd done the previous eight and nine month photos on time. I thought I was being clever and took the chair downstairs to the conservatory for bigger opportunities for distraction out the window while I took the photos. In reality all this created was a harder floor for LJ to try and face plant.


I tried my usual tricks of holding an interesting object up above my head while attempting to take photos with the other hand. I even had postman pat playing on the iPad in the background but all I got were leaning photos on the side as he attempted to watch past the camera. 


I actually think I had too much light in the conservatory because I was also getting stressed at my camera and the settings. 


They all look a little blurry to me and not sharp enough but of course this could be down to the time I have to take a photo before he tries to jump off the chair. I was even crazily thinking of continuing the monthly photos for the rest of his life (or until he hates me for them) and then I thought, lets get to 12 months first.


The fan worked but was in the wrong location.

10 months is waaaaay too close to having a 1 year old for my liking. I'm still very much in denial that he will be one soon (43 days to be exact). I've only considered the fact I need to sort something out to celebrate him turning one as it's going to happen whether I can deal with it or not. We do have his birthday presents sorted though! I won't give it away yet but Ali and I are pretty excited to see his face when he sees them. I love that you can see he now has preferred toys to play with and his favourites developing, it means we can get him things he will really LOVE. 

Yes, I'm totally aware I will enjoy his birthday more than him.


I got my latest #sundaymorningmadness photo while LJ was watching Postman pat. I'm a little sad most of our Sunday morning madness photos haven't been in bed lately. He doesn't really do staying in confined spaces anymore, especially since we stopped the breast feeds completely last month. Once he's done with his bottle, he's off climbing the window sill or hitting daddy in the back and trying to nose dive off the side of the bed. 


45 weeks. 


Don't you just love a newly awake baby in the morning (OK, maybe not too early in the morning). He is also sporting more Primark pjs, they are actually 12-18m but I just turn them up. As much as I love him in the onesie pjs, he can't walk around in them or even crawl as he ends up with two legs in the body part, so I opt for pjs as it makes things easier. 


Oh, something I left off the above list - You learnt to stick out your tongue. 

So after 10 months of being a mummy, I've been venturing out the last couple of weeks to social events on my own (as in without baby, not alone). I'm torn with how I feel about it, on one hand it's great to be just me again and do things I would have done pre-baby, but on the other hand I feel like I'm missing a part of me when LJ isn't with me. 


We all headed out to celebrating my friend's Hen do last week. It was a FULL day out, I went to a spa, had a lovely neck, back and shoulders massage and then went out for dinner. I think it's the first time i've been away all day on my own, I have been out before but Ali has always been with me and my mum has had LJ. So it was a first for daddy to have him all day and a first for me to be out without my boys (How has he managed to dodge that one for 10 months?!) It was a really great day! I loved my massage, even if I could hear how bad my shoulders were, I guess that's what you get for laying down and feeding a baby in bed every morning for all those months and making sure you don't squish them. 


It was so much fun going back to my friends in-between the spa and meal and getting ready together and very much like old times. I did have a big case of mummy guilt - more so that I had the option to go home in-between but I chose not too. I just figured if I go back then I'll get involved in bedtime routine and that's very unpredictable. I missed LJ like mad but I laughed so much my cheeks hurt at dinner.


I may have also had some wine and cocktails and then because I hadn't been at home all day, LJ decided he needed a mummy cuddle for an hour at 2am. The two or three times I've been out for a drink and then came home, I have always been greeted with LJ in the night keeping me awake. Now I'm not saying this is true to everyone (don't go out drinking and then expect this to work) but I've not suffered from a hangover in the morning. I may be extremely tired but no hangover, I guess not sleeping after drinking means no time to get hungover. 

This week I took a theatre trip with the girls from work to see Blood Brothers and have dinner. It was a great show but if you know the story line then you know it's not a great show to go watch when you are thinking about feeling guilty about missing your baby at home. 


I also did some overtime at work and plan to again next week. I'm torn between feeling like I'm not at work enough hours to get everything done and feel on top of things and then obviously I don't want to have less time with LJ. I figure every so often that doing some overtime and getting some extra money won't hurt too much. I do notice the difference when I'm away from LJ for a long time because when he does wake in the night, he doesn't want me to let him go, he can look in a deep sleep but the minute I go to put him down in his cot, he throws his arms in the air and cries and climbs up to reach me. 

It breaks my heart.

I attempted to try and do some sleep training a couple of weeks back and the first time we did it we got to 9 minutes and he fell asleep. The second time I tried it he was still going at 20 minutes and I was at breaking point. I'm just not a strong enough person to put me and him through that, I don't care how many people tell me to stick at it and get through it, it doesn't work for us and I'm OK with that. I may complain about being tired and getting up and now even bedtime can be a long drawn out process for us but I will do it as long as it takes until we can work on something better when he understands more. At the moment, all he thinks is I'm being abandoned and sometimes that's what I feel I'm doing. 

Everyday is an emotional roller coaster being a mum. It's all so worth it though, especially when you get to see the excitement on your baby's face when you get his bunny rabbits out for cuddles. We celebrated Bonsai's 2nd birthday with cuddles and a nail clipping (he can't say we don't spoil him!) and LJ just gets so excited to see them. I'm loving the warmer weather and being able to get outside in the afternoon and hang out with the bunnies or cruise around the garden decking, the summer can't come quick enough. 

I did make Ali proud this week and to be honest, I was quite proud myself... 


Mini figure mystery pack from 2012 found in the clearance aisle for 60p a packet. 

Now i'm not a bargain hunter and I HATE sales with a passion, I find them chaotic and I don't have the motivation. So when I stumbled across this find while I was looking for a pen to buy because i'd been disorganised and didn't pack one in my work bag ready to write the thank you card to LJ's nursery, I was quite VERY impressed. Sitting at the end of an aisle in a little box that said reduced to clear - 60p was 5 lego packets. 

Obviously I bought all 5 and ended up using the lottery pen to write in the card.


I then dropped LJ off for his last ever nursery day (we found a childminder, she is lovely, LJ gets on great there and i'm hoping to feel a lot better about it all from now on) and was brave and didn't cry, even though he did and I practically ran into the office to open these up before too many people got in. 


I text Ali to inform him he had the best girlfriend ever and then told him I was going to open ALL FIVE packets when I got to work. I kept him in suspense and texted him a picture as I opened each one and it certainly made my Monday morning more fun.


It's cool that we got more lady lego and some funky characters too. Ali really wanted the man robot lego as we have a lady robot at home (and who doesn't like a love story?) and he also wanted the bandit. 



I didn't get him the bandit but I did get five different lego mini-figures, which I didn't think was too bad considering for the first time ever I just counted how many packets were there, did the math and then dumped them all in my shopping basket. 


We called this one sleepy logi bear but i'm not sure why as our son is never sleepy (and isn't much of a fan of a bear). 


So I worked away happily on Monday with my proud purchases looking at me and feeling pretty impressed with myself. We now have lots of Lego people ready for future play time! Although Ali got the box down today to put a new one in and LJ spotted it and got excited and zombie crawled over very fast and jammed both hands in only to be told by his daddy that he was being too rough with them and he had to wait until he was older to play. Cue upset tantrum and a flash forward to 15 years and hearing the same phase being repeated to LJ - will Ali ever let him play with them? That is the question. 


Maybe that will be another thing mummy and LJ do while daddy is at work, like when I give him a little bit of chocolate to stay still during a nappy change and we don't tell daddy about it. 


So who else has discovered the new mini-figure sets out in the stores? 

We did and got excited and then disappointed very quickly. Sorry all, we aren't fans of the new Simpsons mini-figure set. They just look so weird and cheap, not that it didn't stop us feeling all the packets and guessing who was in all of them (If your looking for a certain one then let me know, we'll find it for you!) but we got one anyway, funnily enough Ali said the only ones he was interested in getting were itchy and starchy, the cat and the mouse and we ended up getting the packet that we were clueless about and it was the mouse. So after some googling on the mini-figures website, we read up that the Simpsons aren't a one off on the side release, they are the next series that will be current for the next 4 months. Boo. What does everyone else think about them? If you have kids that collect the lego, are they excited for them or is this totally aimed at the big kid adult collectors?

So i'm glad that I found my series 12 lego people because it makes up for a very unexciting 4 months to come for lego updates. I guess i'll have to keep searching for clearance lego because it sure was an exciting find. 


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