Éowyn's first Easter

It seems with each passing day that Éowyn changes, develops or learns some new trick and this week has been no different, but more of that later.

I was working over last weekend, Thursday through to the Sunday but this week has been my short week, working only Wednesday and Thursday.  However with Éowyn’s latest regime it means that I don’t actually get to see her on the days that I work.  Yes, Éowyn’s sleeping regime is still working.  She goes to bed about 1900-1930, takes her dream feed of hungry baby milk at about 2230 and has been sleeping through the night until at least 0600 and sometimes later.  There has been a couple of days where she has woken earlier, but on the whole that is the routine.  As you can imagine we are delighted, for a disturbed night to be the exception and not the rule, means that we can go to bed relaxed in the knowledge that, in theory, we should get a good night’s sleep.

Good Friday saw a visit from Nanny Fran, Auntie Liz and Auntie Mary.  Apart from Nanny Fran’s brief cuddle at work last Wednesday they hadn’t seen Éowyn for over a month, so they saw some big changes in her appearance and demeanor.  Obviously she has grown quite a bit, but also she is mobile and far more aware of her surroundings.  Her crawling is still in a reverse direction, although she now lifts herself into the classic crawl stance, with legs tucked under her body; but still hasn’t worked out how this translates itself into forward motion.

Unfortunately, and why we still are not too sure, she wasn’t happy sitting on either Nanny Fran’s or her Auntie’s laps.  Perhaps her growing yet under-developed cognisance could not reconcile the fact that Nanny Fran and her Aunties were in her house, usually she goes to them; perhaps she just didn’t want to be cuddled, there were more interesting things on the floor to play with.  It is possible that it is because she hadn’t seen them for a month but we don’t think that it is because the next day she did the same thing to her Granddad when he and Nanny came to visit and she sees them quite regularly.  Then again, perhaps she is just going through one of those phases.  Obviously it is something that we will have to keep an eye on because it is a little upsetting to see her crying when she is being held by her grandparents.

Easter weekend has also seen her take a couple of steps forward.  She has begun to eat three solid meals a day, and eats whatever we give her with gusto, including her newest meal: Cauliflower Cheese.  She eats from her new feeding chair that Nanny Fran bought her for Easter, so she sits a little more upright and you don’t get into quite the same mess as when you have her sitting on your lap.  We have also given her some ‘finger food’:  a little bit of Easter Chocolate,  a little bit of cheese and most importantly, the finger food that no baby around town should ever be with out:  a Farleys Rusk.  She thoroughly enjoyed sitting, chewing her rusk, taking after her dad who even now would quite readily eat one.

One last trick that she has learnt this weekend, started out of the blue on Friday and was mastered by Saturday is the crawl-to-sitting manoeuvre.  She begun to tuck her legs in front of her on Friday and by Saturday morning she was in full sitting stance, as you can see from the photos below and on the Flickr page.  She is so precocious that sometimes we have a job to remember that she is only just 6 months old.  We are wondering whether this latest manoeuvre is a precursor to bum-shuffling.  Stay tuned to find out.

Please enjoy the photos

Love and Peace

Baggie!

Family Time

We have had a week of catching up with friends and family.  Friday night was my first night out on the town since Éowyn came along.  Getting into bed at 0100 in a morning to be woken up by a crying baby at 0530 is not conducive to assisting in hangover recovery.  Quite rightly sympathy was in short supply and you just have to get on with it.  I think Éowyn could sense there was something not quite right and therefore was in one of her fiesty moods especially when Daddy was on his own, and I was on my own for most of the morning.  An NCT organised ‘Nearly New’ sale had Lucinda sharpening her elbows for the mêlée that ensues at these events, while I took primary care responsibilities.  Her foraging proved fruitful as she came back with armfuls of toys for a fraction of the price of their retail value and Éowyn no longer looks like a deprived child.

Saturday afternoon we met up with good friends of mine, Andy and Máire and their daughter Éabha. We haven’t seen Andy and Máire for well over a year and it was the first time that we had met Éabha, who was born a couple of weeks after Éowyn.  We met for lunch near Sheen Gate, Richmond Park in a nice pub called the Plough.  While the weather continued its display of extremes we took advantage of the catering facilities, but managed to squeeze in a walk in the park between showers.  It was good to catch up and reassuring that all new parents go through the same problems and insecurities.  We will not leave it as long to meet up, next time.  You have read it here and so shall it be.

As avid readers will recall Lucinda’s cousin Alex and his wife Sally and daughter Isabel are currently over from Australia and we were hoping to meet up with them on Saturday night before the big family meeting on Sunday.  However due, in part to Éowyn’s fiestiness but also our own exhaustion we shamefully cancelled and took them for a walk around Savill Garden in Virginia Water on the Sunday morning instead.  Then it was back to Lucinda’s parents for a big family get together.  Éowyn was on her best behaviour which was nice and entertained everyone by blowing raspberries at each in turn.  It is nice being part of such a close family and it will be excellent for Éowyn as she grows up.

Wednesday saw a flying visit to West Bromwich  (my only day off this week, so we couldn’t stay overnight) to visit our solicitors (nothing bad, just a re-mortgage!) with the added bonus of seeing Nanny Fran.  We also popped in to see Éowyn‘s Great-Grandma, as it was her birthday.  I don’t think that we could have given her a better birthday present, as although Éowyn was tired and due a feed she kept her Great-Grandma entertained.  It is a shame that we don’t life closer so that we could see more of my family, but hopefully they will pop over during the Easter break.

The dream feed of hungry baby milk is doing its job.  We have had 5 nights of uninterrupted sleep this week, and Éowyn is waking up in a much better mood too.  She also is taking her morning naps easier too, however she still fights sleep if she thinks that there is something interesting going on.  At least I and especially Lucinda can feel a little more human again now that our sleep is not being disturbed.  We will see how long this lasts before the routine is altered again.  Perhaps we should try some of these albums to help her to sleep.

Hope that you all have a good week, or so and plenty of Easter eggs.

Love and Peace

Baggie!

First Mother's Day

It has been a week of events.  It was my birthday, my first as a father, and then of course it was Mother’s Day, Lucinda’s first as a mom.  Obviously Éowyn was oblivious to all but nevertheless it is not diminished by that to us.  I was at work on both days, but my birthday was made special by a visit from Lucinda and Éowyn and a trip for lunch.  My birthday present from the family is rather special and no doubt will warrant a page to itself with plenty of photos for it is to fulfil a bit of a childhood ambition and to be a zoo-keeper for the day.  I will be helping to look after the big cats, including a white tiger, before mucking out the meerkats and putting the hippos and giraffes to bed.  It is at Colchester Zoo and so we are going to spend a couple of nights at a hotel and spa nearby so that travel in the morning is not an issue and I can take a well-deserved break afterwards.

Éowyn’s first Mother’s day present to Lucinda was to book her a luxury manicure and pedicure; a chance for Lucinda to have some relaxation and time for herself, while Éowyn and daddy have some father and daughter time.  Her second present was even better: a full night’s sleep.  For the first time in weeks she slept through the night and although that should be a cause of celebration it did not translate into a full night’s sleep for Lucinda, as she was half listening for Éowyn all night.

To celebrate both my birthday and mother’s day Lucinda and I went for a Monday morning lunch in Richmond while Nanny and Granddad looked after Éowyn.  We headed for Gaucho Grill, one of my personal favourites.  The steaks are to die for but all the food is fantastic, everything is bursting with flavour, and it just goes to prove that you get what you pay for.  It is pricy but good food is worth paying for.

Lucinda’s cousin, Alex, his wife Sally, and daughter Isabel have arrived safely from Australia.  I am not sure quite what relation that makes Isabel to Éowyn, second cousin I think, but I always get these things wrong.  Hopefully we should be able to spend some time with the guys before they head back home.

As I mentioned earlier, Sunday night Éowyn slept through the night.  This was due to a double dream feed attack from us.  At 2130 I fed Éowyn a small bottle of milk and at 2300 Lucinda fed her another small bottle.  This seemed to do the trick and we were patting ourselves on the backs thinking that we had finally sussed it.  Unfortunately, she had dragged us into another false sense of security as this trick did not work two nights running.

It did give us some information though.  All the books seems to point to the same conclusion: Éowyn was waking up because she was hungry and breast milk just wasn’t satisfying enough for her to last through the night.  So we have turned to ‘hungry baby milk’ for the dream feed.  First night she took the bottle, she slept though to 0630!  Success!  Second night, she refused her dream feed and so woke up at 0130.  Took the hungry baby milk and slept through to 0730!  This is far too premature to even talk about success but if only we can get her to take the dream feed before we go to bed we should be able to get a lie in until at least 0630.  If you had told me six months ago that I would class 0630 as a lie in, I would have mocked you within an inch of your life; now I am just grateful!

Anyhow, enough of my ramblings please enjoy the latest photos.

Love and peace

Baggie!