Tuesday, June 28, 2005

Ma and Pa came to visit me on Tuesday. They brought me a high chair that Aunty Vonny has kindly lent to me (but it's going to be a while before I can sit in it though as it enormous). It was good to see Ma and Pa, and Mum was especially impressed by Pa's ability to send me to sleep using nothing but a quiet voice and his shoulder:



Ma helped me with my bath in the evening, and she also helped give me some food:



Mum and Dad were a bit tired by Wednesday morning, as I didn't really sleep very well during the night (I think we managed about three hours each). Mum said I did it deliberately because I wanted to spend more time with Ma and Pa; they claimed not to hear me but I'm sure I was screaming loud enough to wake even our neighbours up. Dad said that it's very lucky I look so cute in the mornings.

Monday, June 27, 2005

Fundraising update

I'd like to thank all the people who kindly donated to the Special Care Baby Unit these past few weeks. We've manage to raise a huge sum, well over £1000 at the last count, and there still some donations left to collect. I'm not sure what the Unit is planning to spend it all on, but if I find out I'll let you know.

I would particularly like to thank the following people (listed in no particular order):

Many thanks to you all!

Friday, June 24, 2005

Aunty Ceri has been staying with us for the past few days. She's been a great at entertaining me and Mum and Dad, and has even learned how to change my Nappy (that's way beyond normal Aunty duties in my opinion). However, she's been dressing me up in funny outfits all week, and with Dad's help some of them have been very silly indeed.





I'm a bit worried that some of these will come back to haunt me when I'm rich and famous. I quite like my dungarees though: they're my first real clothes.

The Outreach Nurse came on Thursday: I now weigh 6 pounds and 7 ounces! That's something like an 11 ounce gain over last week; the crash weight gain diet really seems to be paying off. However, she also discovered that I've got another hernia (on the opposite side to the last one), and that it needs sorting out soon. So it looks like I'll be having an overnight stay at the Hospital in the next week or so.

As well as funny Aunty Ceri, I've had lots of other visitors. Mum had a big surprise on Tuesday when Aunty Ros and Uncle Alan dropped by completely unannounced. They used to live opposite Mum and Dad when they lived in Taff's Well, and Mum hasn't seen Ros since then. I'm sure you can imagine how much catching up they had to do. Uncle Alan made me a nice picture too.



I also had a nice cuddle with Aunty Jan:



On Friday, I went back to see my Consultant at the hospital. She seemed very pleased with my progress so far, particularly by my spectactular weigh gain. They also said that they'll be keeping a close eye on me over the next few days, as they don't want my hernia to turn nasty.

Monday, June 20, 2005

It was really hot this weekend. Saturday night was the worst: it was really hot and humid and I don't think mum and Dad had quite understood quite how warm I was. I was completely inconsolable: I drank and drank but I was still thirsty even after I completely emptied Mum. Adding to the problem was that I really hate having no clothes on, but it was too hot to wear even a vest. As you might imagine, I got into a bit of a state and it took a long time to calm me down. The only place I was comfortable was lying on Mum's lap with my bottom in the air. Thankfully, it got cooler as it got later, and I was much better by the early hours of the morning.



We had lots of visitors over the weekend, including Aunty Angie and Uncle Phil, Aunty Aimee and Uncle Mark, and Aunty Cheryl. They were all pleased to see how much I'd grown.

On Monday, Aunty Louisa and her son Thomas came to see us. They'd been at the Three Counties Show for the weekend, and they dropped in to see me on their way home. We met them at the park by the hospital, as I had to go back in to have a few more blood tests. After kunch, we went out to Roath park for an ice cream. Everyone had a good time and I really enjoyed playing with Thomas, as he's full of energy and a bit of a live wire. I can't wait until I'm old enough to play with him properly.


Thursday, June 16, 2005

This has been something of a busy week! On Monday I met Ewan and Aunty Claire for a walk in the park. Ewan is much bigger than me, even though he's only 9 months old:



On Tuesday I had my second set of immunisations. I don't like having injections. Normally lots of babies would be dealt with all at the same time in an Immunisation Clinic at the Doctors, but I had to be done separately because I'm still very prone to infection. It took a while for the Receptionist to find an empty room to put me in, but once I was there everything was over very quickly: I was very brave and I didn't hardly scream at all. It made me feel a bit grotty for a few days afterwards, but thanks to the magic of Calpol I didn't complain at all.

It was Dad's birthday on Wednesday, and Nana and Grandpa came to see us. It's been several weeks since either of them have visited and I've put on loads of weight since then. They arrived just as the Outreach Nurse was leaving (I'm now 5 pounds 11 ounces, or as Dad likes to say, "fat"). We all went out for a walk in the rain in the afternoon, but somehow we ended up in the pub (all visits by grandparents seem to end up with us all going to the pub: how does that happen?)



They also brought some presents from Uncle Dave. I particularly liked Ultraman (he's a Super Hero who's really big in Thailand): if I lie on his tummy I can chew on his nose. I've got some growing to do though: Ultraman is much the same size as my friend Ewan.



I had to go back to the hospital on Friday to have some more blood tests. They've still not quite got my medication quite right, so I'll have to go back again on Monday for some more.

Sunday, June 12, 2005

I've been very windy the past few nights, and when I get windy I feel the need to tell Mum and Dad about it very loudly. None of us have slept quite as well as we hoped, but this weekend has been nice and quiet and we've been using it to catch up on sleep and relax.

Bathtime has become much more bareable since I've noticed the fascinating plumbing in the bathroom:


I can stare at these pipes without getting bored for at least ten minutes. I find it really calms me down after the traumatic experience of being dressed after a bath. Even better, I've aso discovered that my Nursery has some pipes in it too; I can see them from my changing mat and these are just as exciting.

The Mog seems to be coping quite well with my arrival, but I sometimes catch her looking a bit sad when I'm getting attention from Mum and Dad. I think she gets a bit jealous. She's sniffed me once or twice, and she's put her tail on my head several times, but otherwise she seems to ignore me. She really doesn't like it when I make a lot of noise though.


Thursday, June 09, 2005



Today was a bit tiring, as I had to go back to the hospital. I'm sure you remember that the Consultants stopped some of my medicines last week so that they could establish a baseline for various things in my blood. Well, I went back to the hospital today so that they could do the baseline blood tests. All the tests were done in the Children's Hospital rather than the Neonatal Unit, so I didn't get to see as many of my old friends as I'd hoped (although I did see one of my Doctor friends: the people in the Children's Hospital aren't used to dealing with babies as small as me, so they had to draft in some help from the Neonatal Unit to find a suitable place to take the blood samples from).

Everyone said I was very brave. The worst thing about it was that it took quite a long time to get all the samples they needed, and I was starving before they started. I was so hungry afterwards that I guzzled my feed rather quickly, and I had tummyache until half of it bounced back up and went all over the nice new chairs they have in the Children's Hospital. I think Mum was embarassed, but I felt much better.

The Outreach Nurse came to see me yesterday: I'm now 5 pounds 4 ounces (2.38kg)! Mum and Dad have noticed that my head has started to fill out: it used to be somewhat squashed because my skull is still quite soft and pliable, but it's much rounder than it used to be. She also said that I was very strong, and that I had good head control, but I think that's just Medicalspeak for "he's a bit of a wriggler!".

Finally, Mum and Dad asked me to say thankyou very much for all your kind comments about the end of the daily blog. They said that it's not the end of this blog but an adjustment of the frequency of the posts. They'll update it twice a week or so, and more if anything interesting has happened, so please do keep checking back.

Monday, June 06, 2005

We went to Roath Park today. This was my second trip anywhere in the car (the first was coming back from the hospital) and it was very exciting for all involved. After some headscratching, Mum managed to figure out how to collapse the the pushchair and get it into the car; no mean feat given that my pushchair almost qualifies to be Transformer (robots in diguise!). Roath Park was great: we walked round the lake and looked at all the ducks and swans, and then Mum and Aunty Ceri had an ice-cream while I had a quick snooze. Dad was very impressed by the huge piece of dredging equipment they're using to clean the lake, which looked like someone had parked a JCB on top of a small barge. Later, we walked back past the playground, which looked very exciting and I'm looking forward to spending lots of time there.

Aunty Ceri Went back home after cooking a tasty tea for Mum and Dad. She's great fun to be around, and she's is very important to Mum, Dad and me. I can't wait until she comes back to visit me again later this month.



Dad has run out of paternity leave and will be back in work tomorrow. He said that he's really enjoyed being at home with me, and I think he'll be sad to be back in work. He's not going to have much time to transcribe my thoughts anymore, so he's asked me to tell you all that this will be the last of the daily blogs. However, Mum and Dad will still update this site when important or interesting things happen to me, so please drop back every now and again. They also wanted to say thankyou to all that have helped us get through these past few months: we couldn't have done it without you. I'd also like to thank everyone who has left comments here for me to read, as I've really enjoyed reading them. I can't wait to meet you all for real.

Sunday, June 05, 2005



Aunty Ceri came to stay today. She's very entertaining, but now that she's offically allowed to poke me, I haven't had much time by myself. She's great fun to play with though, even though she said she would eat me up after I was sick on her shoulder. She even helped give me my bath; I was a very good boy and I didn't scream too much even when she took all my clothes off.



We went out for a walk in the afternoon as usual, but it was a bit wet so Mum had to put the Bubble Attachment on my pushchair. If I'm a good boy, I've been promised a trip to Roath Park tomorrow: Mum says it's a really exciting park with a lake and a slide and an ice-cream van and everything, and I can't wait to go.

Saturday, June 04, 2005

I went to the park today with Ellie and Ewan (they belong to Aunty Claire, who is one of Mum's best friends). Ewan is only a few months older than me, but he's huge: he weighs something like 18 pounds and he's well over twice my size. Mum says he looks like a toddler in comparison to me. Ellie is a lot older than both of us and is full of beans; she spent the time at the park running rings around Dad while Ewan went on the swings. As usual I spent the entire time asleep; it's something to do with being outside in the fresh air.

Chris and Paul also came to see me today. Paul is Mum and Dad's badminton coach (although they've not played many matches these last few months), and it was good to see them both.


Friday, June 03, 2005



Mum and Dad were a bit tired today. They seem to think it was something to do with me keeping them awake in the middle of the night, but in my defense I'd been a little bit sick and I needed a cuddle. I usually only wake up once or twice during the night, but I think I was feeling a bit out of sorts last night. Anyway, everyone felt much chirpier after we all had a nap after lunch, and we all went out for a walk in the afternoon after the rain stopped.

Thursday, June 02, 2005

I had a quiet day today. In fact, I spent most of it asleep. Or at least I tried to spend most of it asleep: Dad gets worried that I won't sleep at night if I sleep during the day, and so he tries to keep me awake by carrying me around the house showing me things while talking to me in a Really Loud Voice. It doesn't work though; after eleven weeks in the hosptial I can sleep through anything.

I did have a nice bath in the evening though. I'm slowly beginning to enjoy the whole bathtime experience, particularly the bit where I get to splash water at whooever is holding me. But I still have difficulty relaxing when people take all my clothes off to put me in there: it's just not natural to have nothing on.


Wednesday, June 01, 2005



The Outreach Nurse came agan today (or as Mum likes to call her, the Outrage Nurse) to weigh me and to do a few more blood tests to fine-tune my supplements. I've been putting on about an ounce a day (which is normal for a baby my size), and I'm now four pounds and fifteen ounces (or 2.25kg for the metricly inclined). The blood tests were a bit inconclusive, so they're going to stop giving me some of my medicines for a week before running the tests again. Stopping things for a while before retesting will give them a baseline to help them sort out which things in my blood are coming from me and which things are coming from the various drugs I'm taking.

Ma and Pa were being useful again today: Ma did a sterling job of reorganising the spare room and Pa helped Dad put a new unit from Ikea together for the bathroom. Aunty Cheryl and Aunty Pen came along later to have a quick look at me, but I was a bit grumpy as I was really sleepy and I wanted my tea. in fact, I've been really sleepy all day; I think all the fresh air I've been getting on our afternoon walks has started to catch up with me.

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