Monday, November 28, 2005

I spent Sunday night in the Children's Hospital. I've had a nasty cough for a few days, but on Saturday I started coughing so much that I was sick every time I ate something. Mum and Dad were a bit concered, so they rang the out of hours Doctor on Sunday morning for some advice. However, as soon as they mentioned the words "premature baby" they wanted to see me straight away.

The Doctor said that I've got "viral broncilitus" (or as Mum says, "snot on the lungs"), and that they'd better keep an eye on me to make sure everything was OK. So we ended up being admitted to the new Children's Hosptial. It's a lovely place: I was in the Ocean ward (for under ones) which has lots of bright pictures of fish and shells and things. They've also got a huge collection of really cool toys for the patients to play with; I particularly liked playing on the baby-gyms:



The Nurses were all very nice to me and Mum too, and with their help I was soon feeling much better. They still made us stay in overnight though (it's very difficult to escape from Hospital at the best of times and this was a Sunday afternoon). I didn't sleep all that well, as it's quite noisy in the Hosptial at night, but the Doctors did let us all go home on Monday morning. I'm very pleased to be home.

Sunday, November 27, 2005

I woke up on Friday to find that the whole world had gone white. Mum took me to my window and told me that the white stuff was really frozen rain and that it was called "snow"; I thought it looked very pretty. Dad said that it was great fun for playing in and he couldn't wait until I was old enough to go sledging. I managed grab a handful of it while Dad was defrosting the car: it was very cold! The Mog was horrified that I wanted to play with it though: she said that any sensible kitten would spend the day under the radiator with her.

I had fun at the Childminder's on Friday: we made tiger masks! I think I look nearly as scarey as The Mog when I'm wearing mine:


Wednesday, November 23, 2005

I've been trying to sit up recently, but I don't have the balance to do it on my own yet. (I had a particularly nasty fall at Baby Massage this week when I wriggled out of Mum's grasp and ended up with my nose on the carpet: it was so sore that there was a full twenty seconds before I started crying). So to avoid future problems, Mum borrowed a really cool item based on a rubber ring from Ewan:



Ewan doesn't need it anymore as he can walk about all by himself. But I find it really handy, as I can practise sitting up without worry about what happens if I fall over. I think it's fab.

Sunday, November 20, 2005



Mum and Dad were feeling much better by the end of the week. I somehow managed to avoid the terrible lurgy: Mum thinks I might have been saved by the antibiotics I'm still taking for my kidneys. Anyway, things were pretty much back to normal by Wednesday.

I had a lovely time at the Childminders on Thursday: we went to the Playgroup and did a lot of playing. It was also her birthday, and I loved looking at all her cards. And on Friday, I played with the Childminder's son as he didn't have to go to school.

Also on Friday, I didn't see Dad until bedtime, as he got up really early to go to Granny in Bradford's funeral and he didn't get back until later in the evening. He said the funeral went well, but that it was rather sad in places. Granny in Bradford was a very special lady and she will be missed.

Aunty Cheryl came to baby sit on Saturday night, as Mum and Dad wanted to go out to a birthday party (Helen from badminton, apparently). Aunty Cheryl was really cool and let me stay up really late watching unsuitable films on TV (but not really: I was a very good boy and didn't stir at all!) Mum and Dad had a really good time at the party (although my bedtime milk from Mum did taste a bit strange).

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

Mum was really poorly on Saturday night (she threw up seven times!), so Dad had to look after me all day on Sunday while she stayed in bed to recover. We went shopping and generally had a good time, although I was a bit concerned when he put me in the sling to mow the lawn in the afternoon. It took forever, and I was really bored and a bit cold by the time we'd finished.

On Monday, Mum got steadily better while Dad got steadily worse, but it was really boring for me because neither of them could muster enough energy to take me anywhere fun.

Mum was pretty much back to normal on Tuesday, but Dad felt terrible and had to go back to bed. Mum I had a great time at Tots playgroup in the morning: I played with a Big Red Telephone and one of my friend's feet. And in the afternoon we went swimming, which is always very exciting. I was so distracted by the other people in the pool that I forgot to hold my breath for the dunking the end of "Humpty Dumpty" and ended up swallowing quite a bit of water. It was yucky and it made me cough: swimming pool water tastes too much like Milton for my taste.

On the way back, we dropped into the Heath Visitor clinic so I could get weighed. I was really tie after swimming, but I managed to stay awake long enough to find out that I'm now 12 pounds 2 ounces. This isn't quite as much as I'd hoped, but I'm probably buring off calories at a great rate as I'm a lot busier than I used to be. When we got back, Dad was still in bed but feeling a lot better.

Saturday, November 12, 2005

I've been having great fun with my Childminder this week. For example, on Friday we went to a playgroup where some of the other children made another me! It must have been quite tricky because they did it by drawing round me which tickled and it made me wriggle. But it's quite a good likeness (apart from the spaghetti hair):



I've also perfected a "fake cough" which is really good for getting attention and worrying the Childminder. However, I think Mum and Dad must have told her about it because it didn't work quite as I expected as she laughed at me when I tried it.

Friday, November 11, 2005

We received some sad news on Friday: Granny in Bradford passed away. In the short time I've known her she was very kind to me and I'll miss her a lot. I hope Grandpa, Nana and Aunty Jean are all OK.

Wednesday, November 09, 2005

I met up with Bella on Monday and we had lots of fun playing while our Mum's chatted (I've noticed they're good at that). I ended up playing with Bella's feet, which Mum thought was hilarious. Bella's growing at an alarming rate; I reckon she's going to overtake me if I'm not careful, but it's good to see her looking so healthy.



Now that I've reached the second stage of weaning, I've had all sorts of interesting things to eat. If I'm in the right mood, I'll eat cheese, chicken, fish and even small amounts of pasta, although I'm not too keen on food with lumps in it (I like to slurp it off the spoon and lumps get in the way). However, if I'm tired then only sweet things like sweet potato, peas and fruit will do. I get a bit shouty if Mum or Dad tries to feed me something I don't like.

But if there's one thing I really enjoy, it's Petits Filous:



They're yummy! I think I could eat them all day and not get tired. I think Mum gets jealous though: I've noticed that she says "It's all gone" when I'm sure that there's another spoonful or two left in the pot. Just wait until I can get into the fridge...

Sunday, November 06, 2005

On Saturday, Mum was a bit sad because Wales lost to New Zealand. I enjoyed all the singing during the match build up, but I thought the match itself was a bit boring, especially when I realised I couldn't get the ball (even bashing the screen didn't work).



It was also Bonfire Night. Mum and Dad really like fireworks and they would have taken me to a display but they weren't sure I'd enjoy it. So we had some sparklers and a few fireworks in our back garden instead. Unlike The Mog, I thought the sparklers were fascinating and I didn't mind the fireworks one bit, so perhaps we'll go to a big display next year.




Friday, November 04, 2005

On Thursday, Mum went back to work and I went to the Childminder's. It was all a bit busy in the morning: both Mum and Dad were running around a lot more than usual, and I could feel the tension in the air. It was also pretty early: I was bundled into the car before 8am!

Mum was a bit sad when she lefft me, but I don;t think she had much time to worry about it as she had to rush off to work. I had a lovely time at the Childminder's though, and I was a very good boy the entire day. I met lots of other children in the morning as she had a lot of other Childminders over to say hello. I spent a lot of time watching all the other children, and I made a friend called Luke. He's quite a lot older than me but he's really cool.

Mum came back to get me in the afternoon; she was very pleased to see me, but she looked a bit tired so I gave her a big smile to cheer her up. I think Mum had a very busy day at school as it was both wet and windy, but I think she remembered how to do her teaching thing. I was really tired but relly happy after my day at the Childminders and I chatted all the way to bedtime.

On Friday, we did it all over again. It was a bit easier this time though, as Mum and Dad were a bit more relaxed. I had another great day at the Childminder's: she helped us make cool pictures for bonfire night. She had to help me quite lot, but I did put some of the glitter on it (Dad was quite surprised to find some of it still stuck to me at bathtime):


Tuesday, November 01, 2005

I went for my first swimming lesson today. Mum and Dad both enjoyed going swimming when they were younger, and they said that you need to start early if you're going learn how to do it. The teacher was very entertaining, and we sang lots of songs while we were in the pool, including "Humpty Dumpty Sat On A Wall". However, when Humpty Dumpty had his great fall, I had a great surprise: Mum dunked me under the water! I spluttered and coughed quite a bit, but it I thought it was funny eventually.

I was really tired afterwards, and I felt a bit sick: I think I must have drunk a lot of pool water. But I had a really good time and I'm really looking forward to my lesson next week.

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