Well, things aren’t going too badly at the moment – It is 08:42 now, Jack is asleep at the moment and I have done some of the things that Claire has left me on the list of ‘To Do’ stuff, namely washing up the baby bottles and pumping apparatus, etc.
Claire left the house this morning at around 05:00 to get the train t’ ‘Big Smoke’. I think I have mentioned this before, but Claire is far from quiet in anything she does, and me being the lightest sleeper in the world, I was wide awake at 05:45 and was already in and out of the shower.
Jack is normally awake naturally around 06:00, with the occasional lay-in some days, such as weekends. Today, however, I had to wake him up at 06:30, as otherwise, he could throw the day’s planning that Claire has also left, and me trying to work out times on-the-fly probably isn’t the best idea. (I have to use the whiteboard in the kitchen when cooking, as I have to plan the times to put the sausages on, etc!)
Anyway, I got him up and checked his bum, as he’s usually full of poo first thing in the morning, but today I had a little dilemma, as he hadn’t yet poo’d, but his nappy was full of wee… “Do I change him now… fast, or do I wait and have his nappy erupt like a volcano?”
Well, needless to say that I changed his nappy faster than a Formula 1 pit-crew, saving myself from having to scrape poo off of the carpet. Which wouldn’t be nice.
Straight downstairs to find the bottle that Claire had prepared earlier for him in an insulated bag, and straight into the lounge to watch BBC Breakfast whilst feeding him, where he drank about 150mls from the 200mls that was in there. We’re still writing down the volumes that he drinks – might have to update that ol’ Excel chart at some point, but not today!
No major dramas there, so we milled around the house, and went to read a story on our bed, as this is normally what Claire would do in the morning whilst I get ready to go to work.
We read some random story about a woman who had to make eleven shirts made from nettles to save her brothers…!?! Something about them being swans… Good job he’s too small to understand what I was reading to him, as that’s just weird!!
Jack then showed me (downstairs on the lounge floor) how he rolls over onto his front and uses his arms to prop himself up. This is a trick that we’re now having to watch out for when we put him to bed, as he’s getting good at it now. The only problem comes, like about 5 minutes ago, I went up there to check he was ok and laying on his back, but instead he’s laying on his side on the edge of the cot with the whole of his right leg dangling out between the bars. Not quite a Houdini just yet!
I’ve just realised that it’s 09:00 and I am still wearing the same t-shirt that I put on this morning – no sick or dribble all down it yet… must be time for a t-shirt change soon!
He should be awake any minute now, so I’ll check back later when he’s next asleep.
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