Thursday, August 12, 2010
On to better things! Toby pics!!!
How precious is this?!!!!
Have been busting to upload more pics of our beautiful boy. Here he is! Can one get a more perfect child than this? Of course you can, I am putting my hand up as being infected with gooey love and mummy brain. I used to think the term "mummy brain" came from hanging out with babies all day, and losing one's intelligence. Not so. Mummy brain refers to a parent (mother or father) who is sleep deprived, and can't string two words together, much less make a blog post.
Some facts about Toby:
Toby hates his cot. Here is Toby in the cot of horror. If you click on the pic you will get an enlargement and see the absolute look of disgust on his face. "Parents, you may well have gotten me into this cot, but once you take this pic I will scream!" And he did. Toby kinda reminds me of a baby called Stewie.
Toby thinks his big brother is kinda okay. Especially when he holds him up to the leadlight windows and lets him see the black and white shapes and light dancing across various angles. Toby looks a bit cross-eyed in this pic, he's not, and is struggling, as always, to keep his head up and active. He lost all his hair at the front and it is now growing back, a soft light browny copper coloured fur.
Toby and Willo.
Our soon-to-be newest parents, from Flight of the Humblebee, it's Jo and Tim, loving all over T-Boy. Is this not just the best pic of new parents ever? So fantastic to catch up with J and T after so long. So exciting they are in Delhi right now, and their baby Bee is almost born. What a very long road they have travelled.
How ready is Jo to be a mummy? Bliss bliss and a bit more bliss.
And one for the boys. He's taken guys!
What a lovely man, just so attentive and eager to learn, willing to accept my pearls of parenting wisdom with my whole six weeks of parenting experience.
So much to tell, so little time.
Toby had his 6 week check-up. He is just fine, perfectly healthy, in the 75th percentile for weight and the 25th percentile for height. Can't win em all, tall is the new overrated. Last week he weighed 5.22 kilos. Our little chubba bubba. Toby loves his food.
He hasn't quite cracked a smile, but is very close.
He has very strong legs. He can kick off his swaddle within 2 seconds flat, then his blankets shortly after. He kicked the GP today, even she was amazed at how strong his little legs are.
He is an angel when he has visitors but quickly Stewie-fies once the visitors have gone.
He has enormous eyes!
He still wants to be in the arms all day long. If cuddled, he is the perfect most calm baby in the world.
He can down 120mls at 2am in five minutes flat, but takes 45 minutes and messes around with the last 10 mls during day feeds.
He has learned to say: "Aaahh", and "Coo"
He is starting to mimic faces.
He loves his magnetic stackables.
He is not so keen on Willo's dancing stuffed penguin that sings, "Ice Ice Baby".
He is so very very loved : )))
Posted by Phoenix at 12:43 AM