December 2003 Archives

I was thinking about the transition post yesterday and I decided to take some positive action.

So I removed Emily's basket and made up the cot. I figured she is gonna have to get used to it at some stage so I might as well give it a try.

And she was fine, I am sure she loved all the extra room to wriggle about in! Especially as she was so snug in nannys croched blanket - thanks mom!

Click here to view a couple of pics - the morning after the first night in the cot!

Emily slept in her cot for the first time last night. Well, when I say 'in the cot' she was actually in her basket which was placed on in the cot, so it kind of counts. We decided it was about time we made the transition to cot from basket due to Emily's increasing size and in anticaption of trying the whole sleep training thing (which we will need to do in the not too distant future!).

I must say that it was very weird not looking out over the side of my bed to check if she was ok in the night, or to pull her blankets over her to keep her snugly. The cot is still in our room for now but its over by the wall instead.

I know, it all sounds a bit silly and possibly insignificant but I suppose the transition is more for me than her! Its a bit nerve-wracking the thought of her being in a room on her own.

So Stage 1 - Move into cot away from bed and next to wall.
& Stage 2 - Move behind wall and into own room.

I'm sure I'll be thankful eventually!

There I was minding my own business, wrapping christmas pressies and I looked up and saw Emily had hold of the monkey hanging on her playmat! I could hardly believe my eyes, I was so excited I nearly jumped up and cheered! Now I know why parents get all excited over the smallest of things. Well I don't know when or how she grabbed it but I soon called Warren to tell him the exciting discovery, it made my day...and it took her a full 5-10 mins to work out that she could let go of it!

On another note she has also taking to shouting very loudly every morning. Not crying...shouting! I look over in ner basket thinking she needs something and she just laughs at me...so I think ok you little monkey I will go back to sleep. BUt no, she keeps on shouting until finally I am awake, at which point she goes back to sleep. I think she is learning!

Anyway keeping you updated on the picture front click here to see the lates piccies.

I'm a bit late posting this but better late than never!

I went out on Friday night!. The next step on the road to normality. Mind you it wasn't a full blown stay out late come back drunk and spend the weekend recovering event, it was a much more civilised, out with my mates for a chinese and back before midnight affair! But it was still a big step for me and it was great to acutally get my gladrags on and have a glass of wine out with people. I had spent the previous day and half preparing for it by getting plenty of food ready for Emily, just in case!

So a night out for me and a night in for Woz as babysitter. I think he had fun too, at least it was nice for them to spend time alone together, important bonding time. And it was lovely to come back to them both waiting with a cuddle for me!

I don't think I am ready for the hangover times yet though, I don't think I could handle having to do stuff and feeling rubbish at the same time! And poor Emily suffered the effects of my chinese the next day by being very sicky, too much spicey stuff, anyway.

But all in all it was great to get out, feel vaguely normal again and have some fun. One of these days I might even go out for a bop.

It's a bit blurry, but they still look lovely.
Polaroids are great, aren't they?

Click the picture to see it larger. :)

My first post in over a month.... I've been ticked off by 'er in doors for not posting enough, so I'll try and be better.

Anyway, we have ourselves a Thumb Sucker. It started with a general sucking of her fist when she was hungry, but somehow over time, she's found her thumb in amongst that clump of fingers, and is now making quite a (noisy) habit of it.

We are slightly concerned, but I don't really know what we might do about it (barring strapping her hands to her chair somehow). We have wanted to avoid the dummy route, and have so far, but at least with a dummy you can take it off her at some point. Removing her thumbs is an altogether messier affair, and aren't opposable thumbs the whole point to us humans in the first place?

Anyways, it looks like we are stuck with it now. I just hope she grows out of it earlier than my sister (28 years and counting...).