Ahh the unfolding joys of motherhood…as I’ve discovered in the past 2 weeks, have placed more smiles on my face than on my wedding day.
Suddenly my little man doesn’t just cry or go ‘neh’ nor ‘eh’ anymore. His ‘bangauge’ (baby + language as termed by Hoggs) vocabulary has expanded and these days he seems to have lots of comments & feedback, oohing and ahhing at any and everything – especially during diaper change, our morning exercises and play time.
His tiny feet don’t just settle for kicking into the air anymore, with our laps as his new launch pad as he ‘pushes’ himself up to take a peek at the world over our shoulders. And those clenched up fists are no longer tensed, as he grabs a finger or two although most of the time it’s a bunch of my tangled hair.
The arms are still flailing around wildly but it doesn’t startle him as much anymore, sometimes coupling it with some head bobbing action which makes me laugh so hard that I feel all mean and guilty after that. And ooh that fragile neck is getting stronger by the day – he has now mastered the art of tracking anyone who walks by him with his darting eyes.
And while the little fella is definitely a lot more fun to hang around with – being able to acknowledge papa & mama’s presence with a wide grin amongst other cute antics – he’s also grown more needy. Sure, it feels good to be wanted by his “carry me!” pleas, but when his pleas pop in at the wrong time i.e.: when I’m headed for a shower, when I’m expressing, when I’m changing, when I’m on the bowl, when I’m eating etc; those moments I wish he could be tad bit more independent…until I quickly take back those words because I miss being wanted by him. He’s quite the charmer and yes, I’m bias. 🙂
Along with the new found joys, there has been just as many challenges in the past 2 weeks too. Some lowlights:
– I (stupidly) forgot to increase Liam’s milk intake according to his new weight and as a result underfed him for a few days which affected all his sleeps & mood. Big boo. Thankfully this was quickly rectified and little man’s back on track and has been sleeping through the night consistently. Woohoo.
– The little one has been crying himself to wake half way through his naps as though he just had a bad dream recently. Thanks to a combination of nuk nuk + lullabies + a pat pat from mama, more often than not he manages to re-settle back to sleep shortly after. I hope this combo of a solution continues to work for a long time to come!
– The lack of daily poo is still a pain in the arse (for me) but a check with the PD confirmed that his once-every-2-to-3-days bowel movement was absolutely normal citing that his little guts are developing & absorbing well. Phew.
No doubt the bummer incidents did make me feel 300% lousy about myself but seeing more of the toothless grins and hearing the adorable squeals Liam makes whenever I do something great & right – sheer encouragement that I’m doing rad!