Stand Up!

It has been quite a busy and emotional week and a bit since the last update.  The week started quite brightly with fine weather as befits the start of June.  Éowyn took full advantage of this in her new paddling pool.  Each morning we took her into the garden to have a splash, which is a very easy way to give her (and us) a wash!  She thoroughly enjoys being in the water and it is something that we want to encourage.

Our friends Neil, Emma and Kerry met us in Chertsey for a walk along the Thames on Thursday.  As with all good walks a meal at a pub was in order and we incorporated this tradition with Thames Court being the goal for the half-way stage of the stroll. We were also introduced to the hobby of geocaching by the guys.  It adds an added interest to a walk and it is quite nice to be part of a secret club where muggles walk by geocaches unaware of the hidden treasures lurking in the undergrowth.

The weekend started with an invite to the evening-do of the wedding of friends of ours Stuart and Sharon Hellyer.  This was Éowyn’s first wedding and she did very well considering she was in a new place, with new people and long past her bedtime.  However by 10pm she was getting really grumpy and we had to say goodbye while the night was still young.  We wish Stuart and Sharon all the best for their future lives together.

Monday we took full advantage of the fine weather and headed to Windsor to meet up with Lee and Caroline and their daughter Georgia.  Caroline and Lucinda meet up quite regularly so the girls know each other, as well as 7 ½ month olds can.  They don’t really play with each other (as yet) and Éowyn took full advantage of her advanced manoeuvrability and went in for Georgia’s dummy while she unsuspectedly sat in the sun.  I suppose she has a long memory from the time that Georgia punched her in the face while they lay on our lounge floor.

Nan and Granddad took us to the Harvester in Windsor Tuesday evening where Éowyn was on her best behaviour once again, until she swallowed a large chunk of the bun that she was chewing and began to choke.  Fortunately the first aid training kicked in and a swift slap to the back dislodged the offending lump but unfortunately brought up a quantity of vomit too.  Not the nicest thing to happen in the middle of dinner.  Éowyn was nonplussed by it all and was none the worse for her incident.  This was the second time in a week that she had bitten a large chunk of food (the first was a baby ricecake last Thursday) and choked, fortunately I have been on hand both times and have not panicked but it is quite upsetting and Lucinda finds it especially so.  We are being extremely careful now with the kind of foodstuffs that she is being given.

As you may recall from the last entry Éowyn’s Great-Great Auntie Iris passed away and Thursday was her funeral.  So although it was nice to see the family and Éowyn got to see her Nanny Fran, it was a shame that it was under such circumstances.  We were a little concerned taking Éowyn to the funeral service as she is a little young to persuade her to behave but we had needn’t fretted.  She slept through the service at the crematorium, which was a little embarrassing since she takes after her dad and snores.  So when the minister asked all to take a minute to reflect on Auntie Iris and pray silently, all that could be heard was the dulcet tones of Éowyn‘s snoring.  I think that Auntie Iris would have found it amusing as a number of people suppressed their sniggering.

She was a good tonic for the people there and a nice distraction.  During the memorial service she was as good as gold, except for continually tapping her Auntie Liz on the back causing her to turn around.  Then at the wake, she crawled around the hall, trying to escape from her daddy and hoping for people to drop crumbs off their plates.  She also begun to say the two words that we have longed to hear: ‘Momomomomomom’ and ‘Dadadadadadadadadadad’.  Well not quite the words but definitely the sounds.  She also got to meet some of the relatives that she hadn’t as yet had the opportunity to meet, including her first cousin once removed Mark and her first cousin twice removed, my first cousin once removed Ray and his wife Pat (that is if I have followed this table correctly).  She also received a couple of presents a nursery rhyme book from her Great Uncle Michael and Great Auntie Yvonne and a hand-knitted doll from her first cousin twice removed Pat.  She is a very lucky little girl to have such generous relatives.  Thank you!

We stayed the night at Nanny Fran’s so that they could have an extended play time, which I am not sure who enjoyed the most.  We also visited her Great-Grandma and for the first time took her to place some flowers on my dad’s grave, her Granddad Vic, for what would have been his 63rd birthday; not that it means anything to her at the moment but more for Lucinda and me.

To complete the triumvirate our next door neighbours, Cliff and Vicky had a baby boy in the early hours of Thursday morning.  Congratulations to them and welcome to the world little one.

In this hectic week of births, deaths and marriages Éowyn has also begun to pull herself up on furniture.  The first time was just before the last update on the 27th May and then nothing for a couple of days, but now she is constantly pulling herself upon and standing for quite a while.  She has taken a tentative step or two but it has, so far, always thrown her off balance but nappies are great shock absorbers for little bottoms.  I don’t think it will be too long before she is walking.  We are not ready!  Keep an eye on this space.

Peace and Love

Baggie!

Forward Motion!

Éowyn’s development is coming on leaps and bounds and her personality is becoming more defined with each passing day.  She is very curious, slightly vain (she likes to look at herself in the mirror  – although that could be due in part to curiosity), puts in just enough effort to attain her goal, loves her food and finds silly things highly amusing.  Above all she is most precocious, a family girl and likes her routine.  This week she has demonstrated all of the above.

Wednesday marked her cousin Maddy’s 7th birthday so a roast dinner and birthday cake was in order around Nan and Granddad’s.  Éowyn joined us at the kitchen table and enjoyed her own (liquidised) roast dinner, a little bit of chicken breast and a selection of vegetables.  She also impressed Nan and Granddad with her new skill:  Crawling forwards!

For a number of weeks, she has been able to crawl backwards, but over the last weekend that has developed into forward motion.  Initially it was a couple of tentative steps (if that is the right word) followed by a 180° turn and the easier backward crawling method.  So with an air of training mom and dad encouraged the forward motion with the carrot of a bottle of milk.  Taking after her parents the promise of food was all the encouragement she needed and forward motion was achieved.  Now there is no stopping her, and we have discovered how un-childproof our house it.  She is into everything, and whatever is in reach is instantly tasted to see if it is edible.  She, however, only exerts just enough energy to achieve her goal.  If she is crawling after something lying on the floor, she will crawl to within 6 inches or so of the object and then dive forwards, stretching her arms out to grab it and drag it back towards her, rather than crawl all the way.

Thursday is Songs, Stories and Rhymes at Egham Library.  Although Éowyn does enjoy her nursery rhymes (especially row, row, row your boat and head, shoulders, knees and toes) this week she seemed a little non-plussed by some of it, preferring instead to show off her new found skill, crawling around the other mothers to have a look at the other babies.

Friday was the wedding of friends of mine Nick and Kirsty (you can link to their blog under the ‘Sites of Interest’ column on the right, The Whirly Wheelers).  So that we could attend, Nanny Fran kindly agreed to take a day off work and baby-sit for her.  It has been a while since Mom has spent so much time with her, and obviously she could see how much that she had not only grown, but also developed.  Éowyn was very content to play with her Nan and show off her new skills.  In marked contrast to Nanny’s Fran’s last visit when Éowyn seemed to be upset that Nanny Fran was in her house rather than in West Bromwich.  That I think was just part of her growing awareness and trying to associate people with places.

I think that Éowyn was aware that something was happening, though and as mom and dad got ready and Nanny Fran tried to get her ready for bed she began to cry.  If we went into her, she would stop but would start again as soon as we left.  Mom assured us that she would be alright as she could see the obvious concern in our eyes and as we left the house Éowyn gave up the struggle and succumbed to the arms of Morpheus.  It was one of the hardest things to do, to leave your crying daughter to go out and enjoy yourself, however Mom put our minds to rest with the aid of a picture text message of Éowyn peacefully sleeping in her cot.  Thanks Mom!

Nick and Kirsty’s wedding was excellent, Kirsty looked beautiful but I think that she was upstaged by her son George who held court on the dancefloor (see photos below).   Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves and the live band were excellent, only topped by the hog-roast!  We wish Nick and Kirsty all the best for their future lives together.

Love and peace

Baggie!

Becoming mobile

Out of respect for Eilidh, I have not updated the blog for a couple of weeks.  If you have been directed here to read my tribute to Eilidh please click here, click on her name in the tag cloud or search for her in the Search bar both of which can be found in the right hand column.

We had a shock today, as our first born has reached the tender age of 18 weeks!  We had somehow managed to mislay a couple of weeks and were working on the fact that she was approaching 16 or 17 weeks (we weren’t quite sure) but Friday marks the end of the 18th week since we became parents and as you can see from the photos below Éowyn’s development is still speeding along.  It seems that you only have to leave her for five minutes and she is doing something new at the moment.  She takes after her father in many ways, not all of them good, but one of the better ways is her love of laughing.  She finds delight in most things, mainly her dad doing stupid things, making stupid noises and tickling her belly.  It is without doubt the best noise in the world, it takes away all the world’s worries.

She also takes after her father in her new major achievement.  She has been able to roll onto her belly now for many weeks, and she has been getting herself into the crawl stance for the last couple of weeks, but has not managed the next stage.  Then last Saturday (14th February) she crawled for the first time!  Not very far, half a body length or so, and not very quickly, but nonetheless she crawled.  Only it was in reverse.  Yes she went backwards backing away from the toy she was trying to reach but it was movement!  Apparently I only ever learnt to crawl backwards before taking to two legs, it explains a lot.  It reminds me of the Goofus bird of North American lumberjack tales, that only flies backwards, so that is can see where it has been!  This is an extension of her recent trick of rolling on to her belly and then rotating her lower body round in a circle such that she is 180° to how you left her.  So in her cot, she sleeps with her feet to the foot of the cot, but if she wakes and gets bored, she will kick the covers off, roll on to her belly and then rotate her body round, pivoting around her head and shoulders (see photos below).  You have to be careful where you leave her now!

She is also currently fascinated by food. (yes, like her dad!)  She loves to watch you eat.   I think she is trying to work out why the thing that you have put into your mouth does come back out again.  Anything that is within reach is currently forced into her mouth and chewed.  Today, she tried to grab my coconut macaroon, it is a good job she is my daughter, many a person hasn’t lived to tell the tale of stealing a man’s macaroon!  This is why we had to calculate how old she was. We were thinking that she had not yet reached her 4 month mark and hence no solids, but as she is passed that mark, we aim to introduce her to baby rice on Saturday.  The current NHS guidelines say that you should not give a baby solids before they are 6 months old, but I think that tens of thousands of years of humans introducing solids to babies when they start showing an interest in food hasn’t done us much harm as a species… and she is a Bagnall!

Enjoy the photos below, there are some new ones on the Flickr site too.

Peace and Love

Baggie!