Week 58 – my nemesis

Reindeer woke unusually early today – at 6am. He seems to have a cold and is very unsettled. In an effort to cheer him up we came downstairs to play and read and I thought I’d put a DVD on as a treat.

A DVD is a big thing in our house as we don’t have a TV, so Reindeer has seen almost nothing on a screen, unless we’re visiting relatives. There’s no real ideology behind not having TV, we just never had time to watch it and so it only gathered dust. We got rid about five years ago and haven’t noticed the absence.

Anyway, I digress. I turned around from trying to sort out our entertainment and had that moment when you’re looking around and you know something isn’t right, but you just can’t place it.

Gradually, with a dawning sense of horror, my brain reluctantly noted that we had acquired an ugly, eight-legged creature that didn’t look plush and appeared to be hiding in the other toys. My brain then ran off to hide leaving me with some primaeval fear and a desire to run away.

A spider. Great. My all-time nemesis of things I can’t cope with.

Best of all? It’s about 4 feet from Reindeer.

Cue panic… What if Reindeer tries to play with it? Or, worse still, eat it?!

Our long-legged interloper and Reindeer both appeared happy to remain still, so I ran for a pint glass and some cardboard. Hurrah for baby board books!

I came back with the glass and spidey realised the game was up. He broke from his cover by the plastic garage and went top speed for the ample cover afforded by the toy box. Deciding I needed to be brave for Reindeer I rushed to intercept it, in complete opposition to my desire to pretend I’d never seen it.

Safely under the glass, I inserted the Baby’s Day book whilst fending off a fascinated Reindeer with my other arm. I could sense him thinking Mama, this looks fun! 

My nemesis was promptly evicted to the garden and I’m now feeling equal measures of residual creeps and super brave for not showing fear in front of Reindeer and just getting in with it. Go me!


Week 58 – molars

Sunday night was really difficult for Reindeer. He woke at around midnight in some distress and difficult to console.

Most of the next three hours were spent in our room being cuddled, sung to, Calpol’d and read ‘That’s not my puppy’ approximately 4,326 times (at Reindeer’s request – this wasn’t a twisted attempt to make him feel better by demonstrating there are worse things than teething pain!).

By 3am he was back in his cot and I was back in my bed, relatively confident that he was properly asleep again now.

Although I suspected teething, the other big clue being refusing to let me brush his teeth, it wasn’t until Wednesday morning that I saw the proof. He opened his mouth wide to cry at the GP and I saw two enormous molars in some very tender gums! 

Having seen these molars I not only understand why he cried, but am astonished he went back to sleep that night. 

To celebrate molar arrival I allowed him to try grapes and pain au chocolat today, both of which he loved. Hopefully he won’t be too bothered by them for long as they must be very sore.

Week 24 – developing

Reindeer’s favourite toy since about four weeks of age has been a wooden safari animal mobile. Once we realised how much he liked it we hung it in the centre of the living room. This has led to quite a few accidents for the adults in the household.

But, Reindeer was transfixed with it and became quite animated when we spun it for him. Once he started to make his first sounds he reserved a lot of these for the mobile, continuing to gurgle and coo for as long as we could turn it. Likewise once he started to laugh the mobile would make him really happy.

In the last couple of days he’s suddenly realised that he can interact with the mobile. If I walk him near it he can hold, push or wiggle the giraffe which will set off the rest of the animals in the mobile. He is ecstatic about this and now wants to be taken near it pretty much every time he sees it!

It is fun to watch him develop in relation to this mobile – he is able to show off many of the new skills he is learning with it and it is really amazing to see. It feels that this mobile is the one thing which really highlights to us how quickly he is learning and adapting. Great fun but slightly worrying as I wonder how we’re going to stay one step ahead once he’s crawling…

Week 23 – sleep

This has been a pretty mixed week as far as sleep goes.

From about eight weeks, Reindeer was waking one or two times in the night and, mostly, going back to sleep as soon as he’d fed. At about 16 weeks he dropped to one night feed and a couple of times even went the whole 12 hours without waking!

Just before Christmas he caught a cold which took a little while to shift. As a result his sleeping regressed – even more when he had a couple of nights teething (no teeth to show for it though – meh). So, we’re back at the two+ feeds stage, but now he doesn’t necessarily go back to sleep straightaway – some nights it can take up to an hour each time.

I’ve just come from putting him to bed for the night and we had a pretty relaxed bath-bed routine. Once he fell asleep after his feed, I just cuddled him for a little while as he looked so peaceful. All of a sudden he started laughing in his sleep. He’s done this a couple of times before, but tonight it was a proper chuckle – whatever he was dreaming of it was making him happy 🙂

I feel really pleased about this because, since becoming a parent, I’ve felt guilty about things most days, e.g., I was tired this morning and so not particularly smiley with him; I had to call a service provider whilst playing with him yesterday so couldn’t give him my full attention; he scratched his head on my glasses frame, etc.

Watching him so happy and peaceful I realise that we must be doing something right and so I’m breathing a little easier as I wind down for the night.