Saturday, October 29, 2005

I finally got rid of my cold this week. Although I'm still a bit snotty I've been sleeping a lot better. Mum and Dad are very pleased (and less tired), as I'm sure you can imagine.

Mum and Dad have obviously decided that I'm a big boy now, as they've moved me into my own room! I've been sleeping much better in here, mostly because it's a lot quieter (I can't hear Dad's snoring anymore). I'm also a lot closer to all my toys, which is always a good thing:

And as I'm a big boy, Mum did the Transformer thing on my pram. So now I can see where we're going when we're out and about instead of looking at Mum all the time. Not that looking at Mum isn't fun, but when there's a lot of exciting stuff going on I don't want to miss any of it. She's also figured out how to put me facing out in the baby carrier too, which almost better than going forward in the pram. Now all's I have to do is learn how to crawl... (Perhaps I could get my mate Ewan to give me some tips?)

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Ma and Pa came to visit on Friday. They were very pleased to see me and said that I'd grown loads. It was good to see them, and I'm really sorry my teeth and my cold kept them awake as well as Mum and Dad. I hope they will forgive me.

On Saturday, Dad and Pa spent several happy hours fixing the door to the bathroom. With only a moderate amount of huffing and puffing, they moved the door to the opposite side of the doorframe. This has made a big difference to the amount of usable space in the bathroom, which is great as now at least three people can watch me playing in the tub.

And guess what happened on Sunday lunchtime? That's right: we went to a pub! It was Aunty Cheryl's 21st birthday, so we all went out to the Black Cock, as they were so nice to us last weekend. Mum wanted to feed me before we left, but I ended up falling asleep in my lunch (I was very tired on account of shouting at my teeth all night). So we ended up eating our lunch all together in the pub; we all had a lovely timeand a lovely meal.

Friday, October 21, 2005

As you may remember, I've got two kidneys but one of them is only doing 3% of the running. So on Thursday we went to see the Kidney Specialist to find out a bit more about the situation. She was a very nice lady, and as far as I can gather it was all good news. She said that all the tests they've done indicate that my overall kidney function is fine and not a cause for concern. The only risk factor for having one-and-a-bit kidneys is that there's no backup if anything goes wrong, so I need to be a little bit careful about infections and hypertension, but otherwise there's nothing to be done.

They've also discovered that I was born with two healthy kidneys, but that one stopped growing sometime during my first few days outside. They don't know why this happened, but I was in pretty poor shape back then and I guess it might just have decided it was all too hard and given trying.

She also talked a little about my funny phosphate levels. She reckoned this was caused by my body trying to correct things after birth, and that things would probably get back to normal once I started eating the full range of foods. Mum has just started feeding me Chicken and Yogurt and other yummy things, so it won't be too long before I'm all tubbed up on proper food.

My teeth are still giving me jip, and they've caused us several sleepless nights in the past week. To make things worse, I've contracted a horrible cold which is making me feel terrible: My head hurts all over, and I can't breath properly though my nose so I have to breath though my mouth instead, which then goes all dry and makes my tongue taste like old carpet. I'm not a happy bunny.

Monday, October 17, 2005

Funny Aunty Ceri came to stay this Saturday. She arrived later afternoon, just after we got back from a really nice lunch at Mrs Coldbeck's house. As you can see below, strange things happen to me when Aunty Ceri is around. She's great fun, and I've really enjoyed having her around to play with these past few days.

On Sunday, we went swimming with Rowan at Llanishen Leisure Centre! It was like a really big bath, but much noiser and colder and without any bubbles or yellow ducks. I wasn't sure about it to start with but I soon got the hang of it, although my friend Rowan wasn't very happy. I even managed to survive the wave machine (although Aunty Ceri was nearly swept away; I think she needs to eat more). By the end of it I was laughing and smiling and having a really good time and I hope we go back soon.

My teeth have been a bit better these past few days. I've been trying the "Ambersol" liquid that Thomas suggested (thanks for the tip!) It's pretty powerful stuff: when my teeth are hurting it stops me in mid-scream, and when I persuaded Dad to try it he lost all sensation in his lips and couldn't talk. It worked so well at 4am on Monday morning that I forgot all about my teeth and wanted to play. Mum and Dad weren't so happy about that though: apparently it's only play-time when the lights are on, even if I make lots of really cute noises.

On Monday afternoon we went on a field trip to Castle Coch. I thought it was great, and I couldn't stop wriggling with excitment the whole way round. My favourite bits were the posh babies crib and the gift shop (I've think I've inherited the Gift Shop Gene from Mum and Aunty Ceri).

Later on, we met my new Health Visitor. She was very nice, although I had to try really hard to get a word in edgeways as she can talk more words per minute than Aunty Ceri. I was on top form: I rolled over, I chatted nicely, and I demonstrated my excellent head control.

On Tuesday, we went to Mum's school for lunch. It was good to see everyone, although I did manage to be sick all over one of Mum's teacher friends. I thought it was very funny, but I think she was a bit yucked out by the whole thing, but she did forgive eventually. I really enjoyed being the centre of attention for a few hours.

Friday, October 14, 2005

I wish my teeth would hurry up and arrive. They've been troubling me for several weeks now, but on Wednesday they were particularly bad. They hurt me all day, and I wasn't able to nap properly and by bedtime I was all tired out. And then they really started to hurt. They hurt so much that I couldn't even bear to have my fingers in my mouth. They hurt so much I couldn't go to sleep, even though I was exhausted.

Mum and Dad tried their best, but there's not much they can do once they've given you CalPol, teething powder and teething gel. I don't think any of use slept well that night: I woke up up screaming every at least once every hour between 7pm and 4am. I would fall asleep in their arms, only to wake up again as soon as they tried to put me in my cot. Fortunately, by morning my my teeth had stopped hurting quite so much and I was able smile again.

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Nana came to stay on Saturday, and we all had a lot of fun. Mum and Dad were very giddy when they woke me up for my bedtime bottle in the evening. I later found out that my sneaky parents had sneaked off to the cinema to see Serenity. And they didn't take me! I was a bit put out really: next time I'm going to insist that they take me too. While they were out, Nana made me a new hat. I thought it was pretty impressive that she could make a whole hat in a day:

On Sunday, we all went to Roath Park for a walk (or hobble, in Dad's case) and a cup of tea. Then we went out for lunch at the Black Cock pub (I've realised that grandparents are to pubs like moths are to flames; but noone seems to mind). The staff there were excellent and did a great job of warming up my lunch, and we all had a good time.

Later on in the afternoon, we saw Angela and Phil again. They've invited us to their wedding in December, and we're all really excited about it. They also brought me a really cool toy that plays lots of different nursery rhymes really loudly when you bash its nose. I liked it a lot, but Dad wondered if its batteries might mysteriously go missing if it carried on.

Saturday, October 08, 2005

We went to the Hosptial a lot this week. We all went to the Genetics clinic on Wednesday to find out if I've inherited Dad's alpha one antitrypsin deficiency. The Consultant we saw was very interesting, and told us lots about the condition but I didn't understand much as it was all very technical. Apparently, Dad's jeans have got two Z's in them, and this means I can only have the condition if Mum's jeans have some Z in them too. I thought it would be easy to check Mum's jeans for Z's, but apparently they have to take some blood samples. I was a bit worried that they were going to take some from me, but luckily they'll only take blood from me if they find some Z's in Mum's jeans. I was very relieved, as it's not often I come away from the Hospital without being jabbed by someone. We'll get the results in the next few weeks or so.

On Thursday, Dad went to have his cast removed. His leg no longer has a funny solid purple sock on it, but it still looks a bit odd. It's quite a bit smaller than his other one, and his skin has gone all wrinkly where the cast used to be. They took away his crutches too, which has left him either hopping or hobbling slowly around the house. However, we were all very pleased that he was able to go in the bath again, as his foot was getting a bit stinky.

And finally, on Friday we went to Clinic at the Hosptial. Everyone is very pleased with my development and progress (I now weight 11 pounds 3!), and they don't want to see me again for another four months or so. The only downside is that the Outreach Nurse doesn't need to see me anymore. She's been a great help and a great friend; we'll miss her a lot.

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

It was Mum's birthday on Monday! I helped her unwrap her presents while we all had a bit of a lie-in (wrapping paper is fun to play with and tastes yummy, but it turns your tongue blue). Later on I showed Mum the surprise Cake I got her (with some help from Dad, Aunty Aimee and Uncle Mark - many thanks to all). We sang "Happy Birthday" and she had to blow out a candle and make a wish. It was very exciting.

This morning, I went to the practise at the Childminder's again. We went to a playgroup, and I had a great time looking at all the children running about and laughing. I think I'm going to enjoy spending time with the Childminder.

Earlier this evening, Dad said that it was high time the Thai Yellowphant and me made up. I was a bit frightened on account of her scaring me silly a few days ago, but he said that she'd been all lonely on the side of the bath and that she deserved another chance. I decided that she could play with me so long as there was no squeaking:

It took a while, but I soon discovered that her trunk is a good size for holding, and that if I hold it right I can chew on her ears. She didn't seem to mind too much and we had a nice bath with no squeaks. I think we're friends again now.

Sunday, October 02, 2005

On Thursday, I met up with the gang at Mabli's house for a weighing party: I'm now 10 pounds 11. This isn't as much as Mum and Dad had hoped given the amount of food I've been eating, but it's still very respectible. The Outreach Nurse also said that all the chatting I've been doing (and I've been doing it a lot recently) takes a lot of energy. I think she was trying to say that I'd grow faster if I was quieter.

On Friday I had a terrible scare. I was having a lovely bath with lots of bubbles when Dad decided to put one of my bath toys in with me. He chose a bright yellow elephant with a long trunk, and I chased it round the bath happily for a bit before it all went horribly wrong: Dad made the elephant squeak! I jumped out of my skin, and I didn't stop crying until I was all tucked up in bed. I think Dad felt pretty bad about it, but at least he won't go scaring me in the bath again.

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