Poor Eli is teething.
Yesterday afternoon he was opening my mouth and playing with my teeth, and we were talking about how he is growing teeth like mummy's.
Next thing I know he chomps down on my finger, right bang in the middle of his mouth where he has teeth top and bottom. It hurt. Really, really hurt. I asked him to let go but he didn't seem to understand that I wasn't joking. Next thing I know I'm actually screaming in pain trying to get my finger out of the kid's mouth!
Shane came running into the room just as Eli released my finger and he took Eli (now scared and crying) as I collapsed in tears nursing my very sore finger. Not really any blood to draw from that bit of a finger, but he made a nice dent and it was very red and throbbing for a long time!
Sunday, February 23, 2014
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
So last weekend Shane decided to take the side of Eli's cot and convert it to a toddler bed. He did it on Saturday evening and the first couple of nights were relatively uneventful.
Then on Tuesday night he decided that seeing he could get out of bed by himself he really should do that instead of going to sleep.... Wednesday night I tried shutting him in and he still broke out. Late nights, long battles.
Fortunately it got better by the weekend. Interestingly, he never gets out of bed during the night, he cries for us if he needs something, but never tries to get out.
But he has learnt to get up in the morning now too! One morning he called to me and I could hear he was closer - I opened the door and he had crawled right over to the door, and then flopped on his back to call me as though he were in his cot! The next day he pushed the door open, came in and then flopped on his back and called. I tried calling him but had to get up and "get" him. The next day he came in, up to the foot of the bed and crawled up calling.
The next day he woke up unexpectedly around 5am, I think he was cold as the weather had turned. I carried him into bed with me and he snuggled up and went to sleep in my arms, just like when he was a little bubba. Was so nice having a sleep-in together! But then at 7am, like clock work, he was up and trying to get off the bed to go play.
Friday night Shane was sick so I did all the night wake-ups.
By the following Tuesday he was coming in the morning asking us if he could go play.
Wednesday was a little creepy, he came in at 7, shut the door, and just stood there staring at us. I think he is fascinated by his new "power" of being able to get up in the morning. Personally I love it!
Then on Tuesday night he decided that seeing he could get out of bed by himself he really should do that instead of going to sleep.... Wednesday night I tried shutting him in and he still broke out. Late nights, long battles.
Fortunately it got better by the weekend. Interestingly, he never gets out of bed during the night, he cries for us if he needs something, but never tries to get out.
But he has learnt to get up in the morning now too! One morning he called to me and I could hear he was closer - I opened the door and he had crawled right over to the door, and then flopped on his back to call me as though he were in his cot! The next day he pushed the door open, came in and then flopped on his back and called. I tried calling him but had to get up and "get" him. The next day he came in, up to the foot of the bed and crawled up calling.
The next day he woke up unexpectedly around 5am, I think he was cold as the weather had turned. I carried him into bed with me and he snuggled up and went to sleep in my arms, just like when he was a little bubba. Was so nice having a sleep-in together! But then at 7am, like clock work, he was up and trying to get off the bed to go play.
Friday night Shane was sick so I did all the night wake-ups.
By the following Tuesday he was coming in the morning asking us if he could go play.
Wednesday was a little creepy, he came in at 7, shut the door, and just stood there staring at us. I think he is fascinated by his new "power" of being able to get up in the morning. Personally I love it!
Monday, February 17, 2014
Nothing says "Grown up baby" quite like your son walking up to his fort, climbing the ladder, and immediately flinging himself down the slide, on his tummy feet-first. He slid so fast that he shot off the bottom, and lay giggling on the grass, before jumping up and walking over to give me a big hug. Awww! Such an increase in confidence.
He did three self-induced tummy slides down the big slide, plus a slide down the small side un-assisted which was also a first. So much fun playing in the backyard together, I'm so proud of my beautiful boy.
He did three self-induced tummy slides down the big slide, plus a slide down the small side un-assisted which was also a first. So much fun playing in the backyard together, I'm so proud of my beautiful boy.
Sunday, February 16, 2014
Yesterday Ellen Page came out of the closet, in a very articulate speech. I had one of those "Huh, was she not gay?" moments when I heard the news.
Not that I actively speculate as to the sexual orientation of celebrities, or others for that matter. But when a celebrity is notoriously quiet about their love life and is never seen with a member of the opposite sex? Generally they're gay. Yes, this is a massive generalisation. Like all generalisations, you will be able to think of many exceptions in an effort to prove me wrong. That's ok, but it doesn't change my impression.
Like many others before me, I also find myself thinking "Why do they have to come out of the closet publically?" You never hear a straight person announcing that they are attracted to members of the opposite sex. I hope one day to live in a world where a person's sexual orientation isn't news. Where consenting adults can engage in relationships of their choosing without discrimination or public censure. That's the world I want my children to grow up in. Meanwhile, congratulations to Ellen Page for a brave public speech, which I'm sure will inspire many young people who are afraid to be themselves openly. I've always admired her for being a well-spoken, intelligent young lady, and this speech has not changed my opinion of her whatsoever.
Not that I actively speculate as to the sexual orientation of celebrities, or others for that matter. But when a celebrity is notoriously quiet about their love life and is never seen with a member of the opposite sex? Generally they're gay. Yes, this is a massive generalisation. Like all generalisations, you will be able to think of many exceptions in an effort to prove me wrong. That's ok, but it doesn't change my impression.
Like many others before me, I also find myself thinking "Why do they have to come out of the closet publically?" You never hear a straight person announcing that they are attracted to members of the opposite sex. I hope one day to live in a world where a person's sexual orientation isn't news. Where consenting adults can engage in relationships of their choosing without discrimination or public censure. That's the world I want my children to grow up in. Meanwhile, congratulations to Ellen Page for a brave public speech, which I'm sure will inspire many young people who are afraid to be themselves openly. I've always admired her for being a well-spoken, intelligent young lady, and this speech has not changed my opinion of her whatsoever.
Thursday, January 30, 2014
Dear Eli
Dear Eli,
It's one whole year since you came into our life.
I was so prepared for it to be chaos, but I loved it from day one. I'll never forget that first night together at the hospital, I woke up in the middle of the night, and you were lying there in your bassinet calmly. I thought hmm, ok, I got this. And changed your first ever stinky nappy (first of many!) it occurred to me that your Daddy was missing the first nappy, so I grabbed the camera and took a photo of it. Yep, I photographed your first crap. How about that!
You came home less than 24 hours after you were born.
For the first few months of your life you almost never cried. You really only made a sound if something was wrong - and because you were with me 24/7 nothing was ever really wrong! Of course, as you grew older you learnt you could use your voice to exert your opinion on all sorts of things. And now, as a big 1 year old, you throw some epic tantrums when the world doesn't go your way!
One thing that amazes me is how much more we love you each and every day. The more time we spend with you, the more we get to know you and enjoy your company, the greater our love grows.
You have an awesome sense of humour. You are the kid everybody adores. We are so incredibly proud of you and the cool little man you are turning into - brave, confident, entertaining, interested in the world.
Love always,
Mummy
It's one whole year since you came into our life.
I was so prepared for it to be chaos, but I loved it from day one. I'll never forget that first night together at the hospital, I woke up in the middle of the night, and you were lying there in your bassinet calmly. I thought hmm, ok, I got this. And changed your first ever stinky nappy (first of many!) it occurred to me that your Daddy was missing the first nappy, so I grabbed the camera and took a photo of it. Yep, I photographed your first crap. How about that!
You came home less than 24 hours after you were born.
For the first few months of your life you almost never cried. You really only made a sound if something was wrong - and because you were with me 24/7 nothing was ever really wrong! Of course, as you grew older you learnt you could use your voice to exert your opinion on all sorts of things. And now, as a big 1 year old, you throw some epic tantrums when the world doesn't go your way!
One thing that amazes me is how much more we love you each and every day. The more time we spend with you, the more we get to know you and enjoy your company, the greater our love grows.
You have an awesome sense of humour. You are the kid everybody adores. We are so incredibly proud of you and the cool little man you are turning into - brave, confident, entertaining, interested in the world.
Love always,
Mummy
Wednesday, January 22, 2014
Things I love about Eli
The way he shuts himself in his room and sits behind the door giggling and waiting for me to come find him
His obsession with blueberries - he never throws or wastes any, and carefully eats them one by one.
The fact he LOVES broccoli, which is his Daddy's least favourite food ever.
His amazing smile.
A couple of weeks ago it occurred to me that Eli could probably walk. I based this on the fact that he was spending most of his time on his feet, either cruising around the furniture or standing in the middle of the room playing with his toys.
So one Sunday afternoon, after we got home from his friend Milly's 1st birthday party, I watched him standing there with a ball in each hand giggling. So I knelt down 4 feet away and asked him to walk to me. He stood there giggling for awhile, and then he cheerfully picked up his foot and moved it towards me, and took four confident steps in my direction, before flinging his arms around my neck with a giggle.
A week after his first steps we're at Samantha's 1st birthday party. Suddenly, he takes off towards her! He walked a few times that day, apparently inspired by all of the exciting things and people to see. Now he seems inclined some days to walk a lot, others not. To him it's an exciting novelty rather than a mode of transportation. He's always crawled so quickly he has no need of an alternate transport method.
It's one of those milestones that prior to having kids I thought would matter, but now kind of doesn't. They learn these things so gradually over time that there is no definitive milestone, just constant learning every day.
So one Sunday afternoon, after we got home from his friend Milly's 1st birthday party, I watched him standing there with a ball in each hand giggling. So I knelt down 4 feet away and asked him to walk to me. He stood there giggling for awhile, and then he cheerfully picked up his foot and moved it towards me, and took four confident steps in my direction, before flinging his arms around my neck with a giggle.
A week after his first steps we're at Samantha's 1st birthday party. Suddenly, he takes off towards her! He walked a few times that day, apparently inspired by all of the exciting things and people to see. Now he seems inclined some days to walk a lot, others not. To him it's an exciting novelty rather than a mode of transportation. He's always crawled so quickly he has no need of an alternate transport method.
It's one of those milestones that prior to having kids I thought would matter, but now kind of doesn't. They learn these things so gradually over time that there is no definitive milestone, just constant learning every day.
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