Sleeping through the night

I was sorely tempted to use the same pun I used for the first March post on this site in 2009.  For the year is certainly ‘marching on’ with great aplomb, it doesn’t seem five minutes since it was Christmas and we were taking Éowyn to Playbox for the first time.  Now we have experienced our first half-term and have one eye on Easter!

Éowyn is beginning to enjoy Playbox and is apparently coming out of her shell more while she is there.  It must be quite daunting for her as most of the other children are at least a year old than her, which at her tender age is 50% (!) while the oldest are twice her age.  She can, however, hold her own in the intelligence stakes and is not literally dwarfed by the others either, well she does have me as a father!  After a little wobble in behaviour she has begun to turn it around and ‘Pleases’ and ‘Thank-yous’ are back in vogue.  I’m sure it has nothing to do with the fact that I promised her a Gruffalo (there’s no such thing as a Gruffalo) for Easter if she was a good girl.  She even won a star at pre-school for ‘Great Sitting and Listening at Circle Time’. Not sure exactly what ‘Circle Time’ is but very proud of her nevertheless.

Éowyn is great entertainment.  She thoroughly enjoys being read to and will read to you too.  A number of her books that we have read to her regularly she knows the storyline to and can recite great swathes of the story word for word.  If you didn’t know better you would swear that she was reading it.  She even puts the same intonation into the recital as I do.  In fact her ‘reading’ is coming along too.  She now has 31 Flash Cards at her Nanny and Granddad’s, hand made by Lucinda’s mum from cereal packages, and can reel them off without error.  You sometimes forget that she is only 2!  She is also a bit of a practical joker, hiding balls under my pillow seems to be a favourite at the moment.  She also will do impressions occasionally of Lucinda but more commonly of me: she puts on a deep voice and says, “I’ve been at work all day!”

As I have already mentioned last week was our first half term, but it was also half term for Éowyn and Amélie’s cousins.  This is where grandparents that live close by are very handy.  Lucinda’s parents were looking after the older cousins and so Lucinda took Éowyn and Amélie round so that Éowyn could play with her cousins and the cousins could see AmélieÉowyn took her Elefun game round and all enjoyed catching the paper butterflies, although Lucinda did have to remind the older ones that Éowyn is only 2 and they should not crowd her out, even though Éowyn seemed nonplussed about the jostling.  She really loves playing with her older cousins and all four of them are brilliant with her.  Hopefully it will be the same when Amélie reaches a similar age.

Amélie has been making strides of her own in her development.  It is hard not to compare Amélie’s development with that of Éowyn but with a site like this it is hard not to keep having a quick peak to see what Éowyn was doing at the same age.  I will not refer to it in these write ups but if curiosity is a particular weakness of the reader then the Archive section at the side will take you easily to each month.

Apart from two previously described incidents (neither of which Lucinda or I saw), Amélie has not begun to roll, however she does turn herself around if left alone and she is doing all the right things:  lifting her legs up 90° and rolling to her side.  She just doesn’t roll all the way over on to her front.  Still there is plenty of time for that.

After a slow start Amélie is taking to weaning and down thoroughly enjoys her baby rice and her new taste sensation puréed pears.  Whether it is the weaning or just that time in her development but she has begun teething.  Can’t feel anything at the moment when you rub your fingers over her gums but her cheeks are red and anything in her reach is grabbed in a vice-like grip and dragged into her mouth to be gnawed.  Unfortunately this included Éowyn’s little pot of grated cheddar.  If Amélie had been any other baby probably wouldn’t have reacted with quite the vigour I did.  I leapt out of my chair and fished all the little shards of cheese out of her mouth before she could swallow.  It is something that will happen, especially when Amélie becomes mobile but something that we want to be under our control so we can monitor her when she eats her next foodstuff that contains milk protein.

The teething though has had its benefits.  Since birth Amélie has only slept through the night once or twice.  She is usually crying to be fed every3 hours but because she was in pain with her teeth we rubbed Bonjela into her gums and gave her Calpol before putting her to sleep in her cot (she has now out-grown the moses basket).  The combination must have knocked her out because she slept for 7 hours.  Unfortunately, Lucinda and I didn’t fully appreciate that because we were half expected to be woke so still had a restless night.  Amazingly though, now she has realised that she can sleep through the night it has become a habit and she has carried this on for the last week or so.  Long may it continue.

Amélie’s reflux though has not really changed lately.  It is definitely better than it was for the first couple of months of her life however she still can completely soak you through and you have to change her a least a half dozen times a day.  As part of the ongoing investigation Amélie had an ultrasound at Ashford hospital on Wednesday.  Amélie was very good allowing the doctor to examine her.  They had a good look at her stomach and then asked us to feed her so that they could see it all working.  As per the Law of Murphy Amélie quite happily polished off her bottle and refused to throw up.  No reflux at all.  In the words of the mighty Alf Stewart you stand there like a great Galah! The good news was that there was nothing physical they could see and a couple of conditions they were looking for can be eliminated.  It is just one of those things that we have to live with and hope that she grows out of.  The sooner the better for the environment (the amount of electricity and water we are using must be incredible) as well as our sanity.

I will leave you now to look at the photos (click on them to view them full size) and write to you all soon

Peace and Love
Baggie


Back in the routine

When I first begun this website with the birth of Éowyn I promised myself that I would attempt to update this website once a fortnight.  Sometimes those updates are easy, so much has happened and I find it difficult to fit everything in.  And then there are updates such as this.  That is not to say that we haven’t done anything, it is just that there has not been much of note.  So I apologise in advance for any ennui induced by what follows.

The cold and the snows of December seem so far away considering the mild start to 2011 (in the South East of the UK anyway), but not only did it close Heathrow airport for 4 days but also put pay to our NCT group’s Christmas party.  We had booked the soft play area of Egham Leisure centre but due to the snowfall decided it would be better not to risk it that day and fortunately Egham Leisure centre were accommodating enough to re-arrange the date for us.  That date was last Sunday, so we had our final Christmas party on the 6th February!  It was good to see the other dads (the mums get together once a week) but was difficult to strike up any conversation since we always had one eye on what they were doing, or were climbing around the soft play area with them.  For those of you unfamiliar with soft play areas, they are basically 3-dimensional mazes with rope bridges, slides, and slopes all padded for extra safety.  Excellent fun!

Éowyn has been settling into playbox a little better.  Still a little clingy when she is dropped off but has been more chatty and joining in more while she is there.  However overall her behaviour has changed since the start of the year.  Now whether it is the terrible twos kicking in, influences from playbox, jealous over Amélie, the fact that I am back at work or a combination of all four it is impossible to say.  Don’t get me wrong she is not an overly naughty child but she is definitely pushing boundaries.  It is ‘I want’ with no manners, she seemingly has forgotten how to say ‘Please’ and ‘Thank-You’.  She even got told off at school for not saying ‘Please’!  Therefore we are employing tough love at the moment and she is not getting anything without asking for it properly.  This has resulting is a number of tantrums and even telling Lucinda: ‘Mommy, I don’t want you anymore, go and put yourself in the bin.’ We thought it was quite an amusing phrase but not that we let her know that!

Amélie has begun to take to eating solid food.  We have begun weaning her early on the dietician’s advice and at first she was struggling to take her baby rice but not any more.  She gobbles her baby rice down but it hasn’t diminished her appetite for her neocate and she is still on her 3 hour cycle.  Baby rice may be a favourite but she isn’t taking to new flavours with the enthusiasm that Éowyn did, but then if you had chronic reflux then maybe you would be wary when trying new foods.  Her weight (6.3kgs (13lb 14oz)) has seemingly settled onto the 25th centile, so our concern over weight loss has lessened but her reflux is still quite bad.  Hopefully after the ultrasound at the beginning of March they will be able to determine what is causing it.  We will keep you updated.

Before I leave you to look at the photos just a quick note about the other love of my life:  West Bromwich Albion.  Roberto Di Matteo has been put on gardening leave and Roy Hodgson has been bought in as Head Coach.  For one game (a disappointing 3-3 draw with West Ham United – we were 3-0 up at half time!) in between appointments an ex-player Michael Appleton was in charge and at 34 became the youngest person to be in charge of a Premier League team, remember that for your pub quiz team.  I had nothing against RDM (we haven’t been in the relegation zone all season) but if Roy can tighten our defence and keep us up he may have a chance to put his tenure at Liverpool behind him.  Come on you Baggies!

Peace and Love

Baggie

A week off

All too quickly the final days of last year’s leave has ended, reality kicks in and I have to return to work.  It has been good to spend a week with the family, even though we didn’t get half the things done that we had planned to do.  Time just seems to fly past far too quickly, especially where there is a baby and a toddler involved.  Nevertheless we have managed to squeeze in a few things.

Amélie is still a concern to us.  She is putting on weight but seems to be encroaching on the 25th centile line (and not in a positive way) and, more concerning, her reflux is still severe.  You can change her a dozen times in a day (and yourself as least twice!) and she will seemingly be continously soaked through.  Doctors tend to dismiss reflux as a laundry problem but it is more than that.  Lucinda was wearing a new T-shirt on Sunday when she was caught.  The vomit bleached her top, that is not just bringing up a little milk, that is stomach acid.  If that is what it does to a T-shirt imagine what it must be doing to her throat and airways.  The drugs that we have been prescribed should be reducing the stomach acid, would dread to think what it would have done if it had been full strength acid!

Fortunately we have been able to both attend the appointments with the doctor and although he doesn’t seem to think that there is any cause for concern he has finally given us a paediatric referral.  Now that is another strange and convoluted procedure.  First you get the referral from your GP.  They give you a print out with phone number and reference number (among other things); Then you phone the number and quote your reference number and the triage goes through your child’s symptoms;  They then arrange a paediatrician to call you on a given day to go through your child’s symptoms in detail and then if they think the case is deemed worthy they will arrange an appointment to see you (and your child) in person.  Simples!  We will keep you posted!

We also saw the dietician this week, who suggested that we try weaning early but is reluctant to do anything drastic until we have been seen (or spoken to) the paediatrician in case they suggest something for the reflux.  Now Amélie has not shown interest in food in the way that Éowyn did. (Remember the infamous Coconut Macaroon incident?) Nevertheless we took heed and Lucinda gave Amélie her first taste of solid food on Tuesday 25th January: baby rice and water.  She seemed to enjoy it, opening her mouth on cue.  However, she soon had her fill and pushed the spoon away.  I call that a success, especially since she kept it down.

Amélie has achieved a couple of firsts since the last update.  The first first (so to speak) was to roll over.  She has done it twice, once with Lucinda and once with me.  However both times we both have missed it.  Lucinda left her on the bed was out of the room for a moment came back and she was on her front.  I was changing her on the floor, again left the room for a moment and came back and she was on her belly.  Either she rolled or the house fairies are having a laugh with us.

Amélie’s other first since the last update was to go swimming.  We asked Éowyn what she would like to do since we were all together as a family and she asked to go swimming.  It was a little surprising as she has been nervous of late since she had a bad experience at a pool.  Nothing major but it had put her off.  So when she suggested it we jumped at the opportunity.  Both of the girls loved it.  Amélie was just serene as Lucinda held her in the water while I was trying to teach Éowyn to swim, while at the same time being mindful that a false move could put us back.  I think a few more lessons are required but she did spend most of the time on her front kicking her legs (supported by Dad) so progress.

It has been interesting and a little upsetting to see how Éowyn is dealing with the experience of attending Playbox Playgroup.  Obviously, it is a new place with new people and so it will take her some time to get used to it, as indeed it did when we first took her to Jo’s.  However, now she is a little older and can talk to you it is harder to convince yourself that you are doing the right thing when she says things like: “Daddy, I don’t like school.” “I don’t want to go to school.” It breaks your heart, especially when you drop her off and she is crying and clinging to your leg.  This Monday though (her fifth day) we walked into the classroom and she wandered off.  I asked her for a kiss and to wave me goodbye and she did.  Again progress, although she did get upset in the last 15 minutes or so of the session, probably because she was tired after the weekend.

Lucinda and I just have to be strong and encouraging as well as learn to cope with the other things that happen to your children while they are at school.  Éowyn has seemingly begun to re-inact things that have happened at school with her toys.  She was playing with her toy monkey (Ok, strictly Amélie’s toy monkey but I think that Amélie has lost any ownership of that toy!) and although we only caught the end of the conversation (“…and that’s it and we can go home.”) but it sounded very much like something that the staff would have said to Éowyn when she is upset.  Then Monday she came home with a scratch on her face, only minor and the staff did draw our attention to it and I had to sign the accident book to acknowledge that fact.  They were not sure how she did it but think she caught herself with the end of a book, and it certainly looks feasible.  However later that day she was talking to her monkey “…It is not nice to hit people monkey.  It will make them sad…” We tried to get out of her whether she hit someone or whether they hit her, but we could not draw any conclusions.  Although I don’t like the idea of either Éowyn hitting someone or someone hitting her, a lot worse will probably happen just have to try and get her to talk about it.

In addition to swimming, trips to the doctors and hospital and dropping Éowyn off at Playbox we managed to squeeze in a photoshoot for the girls and a trip to Nanny Fran’s for a Bagnall family photoshoot.  The photoshoot for the girls was a freebie session (to entice you in) for Amélie at 3 months.  It includes a free 10″x8″ print, so we thought we would go for it.  Obviously when you see the other photos you are tempted to buy extras.  Yes, we were suckered into that but thought that the price that we were quoted was reasonable and so the credit card made an appearance.

Nanny Fran’s photoshoot, on the other hand, seemed to be jinxed.  We (her children) bought her the photoshoot as a present for Christmas 2009.  When we turned up at the photographers it was closed and he couldn’t be raised on the telephone.  He called back a couple of days later to apologise but wasn’t prepared to offer compensation and so we decided against using him.  So we found another reasonable studio and booked for the beginning of December.  A week before my sister Mary slipped on the ice at work and broke her elbow, so we decided to push it into January.  So Nanny Fran re-booked for last Sunday.

The southern side of the family, Mary and us four headed up the M40 on Friday for the weekend.  On the Saturday morning we jokingly suggested that she ‘phone them to ensure that they had our booking.  Never a truer word spoken in jest.  Sunday morning we all get dressed up and manage to keep Amélie puke-free so we would all look nice for the photos.  No booking.  Apparently the previous booking wasn’t cancelled properly so the re-schedule shoot was not in the diary.  We have agreed to give it one more go before deciding that it is well and truly jinxed and give it up as a bad job.

Despite that we had a good weekend at Nanny Fran’s.  Éowyn has finally grown too big for her travel cot and so Nanny Fran bought her a ready bed and pink tent to sleep in.  Obviously it takes a little getting used to but she seemed to love it although the excitement meant that she didn’t get to sleep until after 10pm on the Friday night.  Poor Nanny Fran offered to look after Amélie on the Friday night so that Lucinda and I could get some uninterrupted sleep.  On Saturday night Éowyn went to sleep early (as she was tired from the night before) and we took Amélie in with us, however Éowyn who sleeps in the room next to Nanny Fran woke at 0400 and kept her awake.  I bet Nanny Fran was glad we were going so that she could get some sleep.

So now I am back at work and the 1500 e-mails all need reading, some of them as long as this write up!  Thus I will leave you to enjoy the photos.

Peace and Love

Baggie