Sunday, July 31, 2005

Mum and Dad have been very pleased with me these past few days. Since Thursday, I've slept right the way through the night Mum and Dad have been very smiley - I think all the extra sleep has sent them a bit doolally! I've not yet decided if this is going to be a regular fixture, but it's working well right now.

We went to see Aunty Cheryl on Saturday: she's been to see us lots of times, so we thought we'd better return the favour. She spent a lot of time trying to tickle my tummy; but apparently she used to spend a lot of time trying to tickle Mum's tummy when she was my size, so I guess I shouldn't have been surprised.

On Saturday, we tried out the Sling on a short walk: It's like being cuddled and it was pretty comfortable. I tried to go to sleep, but it was raining and it's hard to sleep when you're getting wet from the drops running off Dad's nose.

Friday, July 29, 2005

I've been a very smiley boy this week. Mind you, I've not had much choice about it. Since learning how to smile a few weeks back, Mum and Dad have been doing increasingly silly things to make it happen. It wasn't so bad when they were pulling faces and making silly noises, but now Mum has started singing at me and Dad has started blowing rasberries on my tummy. I'm not sure I can take much more.

I had another set of immunisations on Tuesday, but I was a very good boy as I didn't really complain at all. It's quite exciting really, as now that I've had all three jabs, I'm allowed to go swimming. Dad says the swimming pool is a bit like a huge bath that we all get in together, and I'm really looking forward to seeing it sometime soon.

On Thursday the Outreach Nurse came to weigh me: I'm now 8 pounds and 3 ounces. We had a big surprise when it was to put me down in my pram for a sleep though: The Mog was in my pram! It looked like she'd been there for some time, as she was fast asleep and all curled round. She wasn't very happy about being moved, but she had lots of fuss from Mum to make up for it.

On Friday, I met up with Rowan and Mabli for a "spot of cake and a cuppa". We had a great time playing on the mat until Rowan and me had a great idea about doing some synchronised nappy noises (Mabli didn't think it was a funny plan at all and decided to leave before we did it). Both our Mum's were shocked by the volumne, and we all had to go and be changed after that.

Sunday, July 24, 2005

I've been catching up with my friends from the Unit this week. On Wednesday I went to see Rowan (my friend from the Unit). The Outreach Nurse was visiting him, so we all got on the scales for a "weighing party" (I'm now 7 pounds and 15 ounces; I'm hoping to make it to 8 pounds by next week). And on Friday, I saw Mabli: she's been back at home for about two weeks and seems to be doing really well.

On Sunday, Mum took me to see all her friends at Church. I found being in Church a bit strange: there are quiet sections where you can go to sleep but there are also some very loud bits when everyone sings. Some of the songs sounded familiar though - I think Mum must have sung them before I arrived. Everyone was very pleased to see me, and they gave me a big clap when I went up to the front to see the Vicar. Afterwards, lots of people came to say hello while they drank their coffee. Everyone was very nice.

Later, I had a surprise visit from Uncle Stuart. He was visiting a friend in Monmouth and dropped in to say hello on his way home. I thought Uncle Stuart was great and I smiled at him alot. All the kids in my street were really jealous as he also let me have a go on his new bike:

Now that the weather has gone a bit colder, Mum has been experimenting with my wardrobe. I've not been completely happy with all the combinations she's tried though, as the photo below shows:

Wednesday, July 20, 2005

Sponsored Sing Update

I'd like to say a huge "Thankyou" to all the people from Mum's school who held the sponsored sing back in May. Mum found out last night that they've raised over £500 pounds! I'm sure the Unit will be very pleased: well done to one and all.

Sunday, July 17, 2005

Another day, another barbeque! This one was held by the staff at Mum's last school, and Mum and me went with Aunty Claire. It was a really nice day, and I got lots of cuddles from lots of nice people:

Saturday, July 16, 2005

Ma and Pa came to see us today. They're using our house as a kind of stop-off point on their way to France for a holiday. It was good to see them, and I even managed to smile at Pa. He was very pleased as I think this is the first time I've smiled at someone who's not Mum or Dad.

In the afternoon, we all went went to a barbeque at Mrs Coldbeck's house. It was great: Mum, Dad, Ma and Pa had lots of yummy food to eat and I had loads of cuddles from lots of Mum's teacher friends:

(I had cuddles from lots of other people too, but they somehow escaped the camera)

By the time we got home I was really rather tired. Aunty Cheryl gave me some food, and then I had a very screamy bath. Mum and Dad were very pleased with me in the evening and night as I slept beautifully and didn't wake up until 4am!

After a rather busy start, the rest of this week has been pretty quiet (if a little warm). The Outreach Nurse came on Wednesday to check me over and look at my wound (everything was fine, and when she weighed me I came in at 7 pounds 7.5 ounces). I've mostly been recovering, and I've spent a lot of time alseep.

I've been fighting my routine a bit this week, probably because I've grown so much and I don't need quite as much sleep as I used to. The main sticking point has been the early evening, when I get rather too tired to enjoy my bath. I get very screamy when I get overtired. Mum and Dad have been trying some new strategies to try and get me back on track. They've combined some of the suggestions from the Baby Whisperer and Babies! books (many thanks to Aunty Sal for the last one). Things seems to be working a bit better than before, although bed-time / bath-time is still tricky. My main problem at the moment is that my Hernia operation has left me with terrible wind, and I find it hard to sleep when I've got a hurty belly.

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

Dad said I should draw everyone's attention to this article on the BBC website. Neonatal Units need more Nurses!

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

I went to the Paediatric Unit at the Hospital yesterday to have my other Hernia sorted out. My operation was scheduled for 1:30pm, so we went in after my early morning feed, and they put me in a room of my own with an enormous bed for me, a fold-up bed for Mum, several chairs and a TV.

I saw quite a lot of Doctors and Specialists in the morning; all of them wanted to see my Hernia, and one of them drew a great big arrow on my leg to show everyone else where it was. I wasn't allowed to eat or drink anything for the whole morning, but being poked helped keep my mind off being hungry. Mum and Dad were suprised by how well I coped, and I only needed my Emergency Dummy for the last hour or so. I think that being warm and sleepy helped: the Hospital is warm at the best of times, and I'd chosen to go in on what must be the hottest few days of the year so far.

Mum and Dad were allowed to come with me as far as the Surgery unit, and then they went off to get some lunch while took me away for the operation. Mum and Dad were a bit worried, but I was fine asa I was getting lots of attention from the Nurses. I don't remember much after that.

I was starving when I came round, but fortunately Mum was there to help me out. I was a bit too sleepy to have much food, but it did make me feel better, and I think Mum and Dad were very pleased to see that I was OK. They took Mum and me back down to my room on a big trolley: Mum said that it felt like being in a giant pram. The journey back took me through some of the main corridors in the Hosptial; we had lots of "Aws" when people saw Mum and me on the trolley.

I spent a lot of time sleeping after that, feeding whenever I woke up. the day past very quickly: Mum and Dad had their tea then watched Ferris Bueller's Day Off and before long it was time for bed.

I managed to have lots of fun with my monitors in the night, especially as the Nurses had them set to maximum volume so that they could hear it from their desk in the corrior. With Bear's help, I found could set them off long enough to make them get up from their desk, only to make them stop as soon as they got to the door. It was also very effective at keeping Mum and Dad awake while they tried to get some sleep on the fold-up bed: at full volume they're quite devastating close range, particularly in the quiet of the night. By the time morning arrived, I was feeling much better. Mum and Dad looked a bit tired though.

The Doctors came to see me at about 10am this morning, looked at my wound, prodded me a bit and then said that I could go home. It can sometimes take a while to get all the paperwork done for a discharge, but things moved very quickly and I was home by midday. It's good to be home.

Sunday, July 10, 2005

This is a whole new look for me:

I can't manage it very often, and Mum and Dad have to work very hard to make it happen. But they seem very pleased when I manage to pull it off.

This weekend was very busy. Not only did I see Aunty Liz and Uncle Pete, I also saw Aunty Aimme and Uncle Mark, and Uncle Richard and Aunty Ann too. Plus, Mum and Dad picked this weekend to have the central heating replaced, and there were Plumbers everywhere (they did a great job though). It was also rather warm (particularly when the Plumbers turned the heating to max), but Mum and Dad managed to keep me cool and outside so everything went ok.

Wednesday, July 06, 2005

On Monday I went back to the Hosptial for a "Micturating Cystogram" to check my kidneys. This involved being X-Rayed while someone injected some funny liquid down a long tube that was shoved somewhere very uncomfortable. As you can imagine, I wasn't very impressed. But they were able to say that my kidneys are fine.

However, the Doctor noticed that my new hernia is being caused by my bladder rather than by my guts. This is apparently rather rare: the Doctor had never seen it before. The upshot is that I'll be going in to have it sorted on Monday, and that I'll be staying at the Hospital over night with Mum and Dad until Tuesday. It's a bit scarey, but I think I'll be OK. The hardest part will be keeping Mum and Dad from worrying.

The Outreach Nurse came on Thursday: I'm just short of the 7 pound mark at 6 pounds and 15 ounces. Mum was quite surprised that I've not made it to 7 pounds this week because I've been a bit of a greedy-guts when it comes to food this week.

Sunday, July 03, 2005

I had a really busy weekend. Firstly, a really exciting thing arrived for me to play with while I'm lying on my mat or being changed. I'm getting pretty good at batting the toys on the side arms, but I can't quite reach the ones across the top yet.

On Saturday night, I went to my first party. There were lots of people there and it was very exciting, and I stayed awake for ages even though I was really rather tired. The Party was in honour of Mum and Dad's badmington coach: as well as being his birthday, he's going off to a place called Mongolia for a holiday. Dad says that he's sure to have a great time as he's off riding camels and drinking Yaks' milk.

I was very tired and starving by the time I got home, and I drank so much milk that I was sick all over Mum. She said that I was a bit too young for binge drinking, and that she hoped this wasn't a sign of things to come. However, I made up for it later as I was so tired I slept all the way though to 5am.

On Sunday, I met Nate and his older brother Alex. I think I must have bored him a bit, as he spent the whole time fast alseep. I'm looking forward to playing with him in the future.

Friday, July 01, 2005

The Outreach Nurse came on Thursday to weigh me: I now weigh 6 pounds 10 ounces. I only managed to gain 3 ounces last week, but that's not a problem given that I put on so much the week before. I wonder if I'll reach 7 pounds next week?

My new chair from Toys R Us finally arrived on Thursday too; Mum and me have been waiting for ages for it to arrive, but it was worth the wait. It's got a sort of bounce to it and it's very comfortable. But the best bit is that I can now sit in the kitchen and make sure that Mum and Dad are preparing my food properly.

Friday was a very busy day. First of all, Mum and me went to a Teddy Bear's Picnic in Heath Park with some of the other Mum and babies that have been through the Unit. It turns out that there's a really cool train at Heath Park, and that you can even go for rides on it at particular times of the year. I'm hoping that Pa might like to take me on it when I'm bigger, as he's something of an expert when it comes to trains.

On Friday afternoon, I went back to the hospital for the first of several different tests they've going to do on my kidneys. They're testing to see if I picked up a kidney infection during my stay in the Unit. This test involved lots of cold jelly stuff and a tickly probe and it wasn't too bad, but I'm not looking forward to the one on Monday which needs a course of antibiotics to recover from.

After going for my kidney scan, Mum and me went back up to the Unit to say hello and it was great to see some of my old friends again. Mum tried to take a picture of the huge crowd of Nurses that appeared when went in, but most of them mysteriously dissapeared when she got the camera out:

I've grown a lot since I left the Unit just over a month ago, and I guess I must look quite different now. It must be nice for the staff in the Unit to have ex-patients come back to see them.

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