lucky number seven

I think Mum, Dad and I are going somewhere - when I finally got Dad to open up the laptop so he could update my website and photos for all my family and friends to see, he said something about a "guilt trip".

Anyway, I've just turned seven months old so I thought I'd update my page with some photos and an update as to what I've been doing lately.

Mum is still working a couple of days a week so I spend Tuesdays and Thursdays with Nan and Pop, but the rest of the week I get to go out with Mum and see all my friends from the baby group. We don't go to baby group anymore, but we all still get along since the graduation so we still get together a couple of times a week and go to the beach (sounds more like she's 17 than 7 months!).

I'm not quite crawling... well, not forwards anyway. I know how to get around backwards and can manoeuvre my way around the house so I can get to most of my toys without needing anyone to help me. I think Mum and Dad would like it if I started going forwards, but I'm pretty happy going backwards. (well - it would seem a little more normal if she'd go in the direction she's pointing but, the more mobile she is, the more "baby-proofing" we have to perform so secretly we're ok with her going backwards)

I went to the doctor's for my six month checkup and they said that I was "a-ok", and I got my needles which are supposed to stop me from getting sick so Dad reckons my "log books" are up to date.

The other day I had a really long phone call with Gram and Pa - Dad had set up the webcam so Gram and Pa were on the loudspeaker and they could watch me as I played on the floor with my toys. It was really fun to listen to them on the phone (although it took a bit of getting used to hearing voices without actually seeing anyone). I haven't seen them since I visited them in Queensland months and months ago so I guess they've changed heaps (I know I have!).

My latest trick is to go from lying on the ground to a sitting position. Now that I can do that, I'm pretty happy on the ground with my toys to play with - I can either sit there playing for a while or backwards-crawl to get somewhere else, then back myself up into a sitting position to play with something else - I think you could say that I'm pretty mobile. (it's funny though - it's not uncommon for her to literally back herself into a corner, then revert to the seated position so it looks like she's been put in the "naughty corner" to think about what she's done!)

sick bubby...

just a quick update...

Mum and Dad reckon I've got this thing called a "cold". I'm not sure what it is, but it's not nice. I was really getting used to sleeping through the night and my routine, when all of a sudden I wake up in the middle of the night and I can't breathe because there's this stuff in my head that's making me really uncomfortable.

Mum and Dad have been really good though, they stay with me in the night time and they've looked after me whenever I've cried out in the middle of the night - at 2, 3, 4, 5am in the morning... whenever I want. (it's not like we have a choice!)

I'm starting to get over it now - today was the first day in a while that I wanted to smile - Mum and Dad have been trying to keep me happy, but, even if I have to say so myself, I've been a little grumpy lately (a little?... she's been quite an unhappy little bubby over the last couple of days... it's been quite heart-breaking)

Hopefully I'm over the worst of it now, I've started to eat my dinner again (she went off the solids for a couple of days), so, if I'm lucky, Dad won't put that thing up my nose again. (it's not like it's fun - we've had to put an aspirator up her nose to suck out the snot! - welcome to parenthood, leave your ickyness fears at the door!)

just 'sit a while'...

so...

I'm now officially 5 months old, and Mum and Dad have finally given me my next milestone - sitting.

It was a month ago that they tested me out the first time - and I thought I've been doing pretty well, but up until now, Mum and Dad have said that I've only been 'propped'. Today they've finally agreed that I'm sitting by myself - I think it was because they sat me on my mat and as I reached out for the crinkly noisy bit, I lost my balance but was able to regather it and stay upright. (actually, it's more the fact that she can quite comfortably look after herself whilst she's sitting up, you still have to be there in case she topples, but she's certainly in control)

I've never really liked it on the floor, and ever since Mum and Dad propped me up when I was four months old, I've really wanted to sit up all by myself. They let me have a few minutes every few days until I was strong enough to look after myself, keeping an eye on me in case I lost balance (there were a couple of near "face plants" into the rug).

Anyway, I just thought I'd let you know... if anyone needs me, I'll just be sitting around somewhere...