I can’t tell if it is a growth spurt or a sign that he is ready to try weaning, but after the short while where we settled into a nice three to four hourly routine, Henry now wants to eat all the time. Where he used to sleep through the night, (it was getting to become a regular, ten hour, uninterrupted stint) he now wakes up four, maybe five, times a night. It is just like having a newborn again! He is just constantly hungry, and I have decided that I’m going to leave it another week until he is the recommended 17 weeks. If he is still desperate for more food, I will start to slowly introduce food starting with baby rice then fruit and vegetable purees.
I’ve got the Annabel Karmel ‘Top 100 Baby Purees’ book and I’ve got the cute, little, plastic spoons and bowls, the little beaker cups and those really excellent freezer trays. I ordered all my weaning products from Kiddicare, just because they are really reasonably priced, and their delivery is so quick and easy. There are so many different types and styles and brands out on the market, it’s really quite hard to make a decision when it comes to purchasing for your baby. Personally, I just went on a combination of price and previous customer reviews.
I’ll update with how I get on with that. I’m going to start boiling and freezing food for Henry in those tiny portions, as you can keep them in the freezer for up to a month. I think I’m going to start with carrot…
There is no shortage of advice on the subject of weaning; everything from when to start to what equipment you should be using. If you hunt around for the recommendations, you will soon realise that most of the well-meaning advice is often conflicting and very confusing.
Obviously, as a parent, I want to do the best for my little Henry. I know that the digestive system is not yet developed enough to cope with anything other than breastmilk or formula until 17 weeks. However, it is now recommended that weaning is started after six months, but I don’t know any parents that have waited until then. Also, I’m sure that each and every baby is different. The question is, what is right for mine?
Well, he can sit up with minimal support now, he has started waking up for another feed in the night, he seems so much hungrier and I always seem to be feeding him now. He stares at us when we eat, and he has recently started sucking his hands like there’s no tomorrow.
I think it really is better to just go with your instincts. Failing that, my own mother is a pretty good source of information…
Alright, so it is only the second week I’ve taken Henry to rhymetime, but he loved it and I now know all the songs as it was exactly the same as last week. By the time Henry can talk, nursery rhymes will be so engrained in his little mind that I’m not sure if ‘dada’ will be his first word. He may well be uttering the verses of ‘row, row, row the boat’ before long.
He was all exhausted afterwards again. I think it is a good way to tire him out, so I can have a little walk around town and grab a drink and a hot snack. He’s asleep again now, after only a little moan in the evening. He had a few visitors this afternoon, and has gotten to the stage where he doesn’t like being held by anyone but his mum and dad. I hope people don’t get offended, but I’m sure every baby goes through it, when they start to become more aware of their surroundings and who is holding them. He’s getting to be a clever baby, and it is nice to know how much I mean to him.
Henry was just a newborn. Then I blinked and here we are.
He’s in his 3-6month clothes, size 3 nappies and turning into the most handsome boy before my very eyes.
He giggles now too. It makes me feel fantastic even on bad day.
And he slept from ten until half seven last night. Happy Henry’s mother!
I have a lot of things to get done lately. This never really changes. I always have jobs to do and errands to run. It’s part of being an adult, only I am still left wondering when that happened because it didn’t seem long ago that all I had to worry about was what pencil case I wanted to put all my rubbers into that day.
I had just got the hang of such things as paperwork and long, endless but nevertheless necessary telephone calls to utility providers when along came baby. Henry not only created more appointments and legal requirements to get my head around, but made the whole process of ‘I just need to do this quickly’ a rather lengthy and, dare I say, chaotic affair. No longer do I ‘pop in’ to a shop for something non-essential and online supermarket shopping has become my best friend, and frankly, my saviour.
Being a mum is hard work, requires careful planning, and constant adaptation, but I love a challenge. My life would be so different without him, and I do feel sorry for the me in a parallel universe who doesn’t know the joy and pure, unconditional, overwhelming love that Henry brings with him.
I am so grateful for how my life has developed into one of meaning recently.
My baby is growing so fast. I often wonder whether he is really growing that quick or if all his clothes are rapidly shrinking in the wash.
My little boy is 11 weeks old tomorrow, and he is beautiful. He’s already got dark brown eyes and both of them are currently fixed upon me. I never knew, before I had a child, that my face was that interesting. Or the ceiling. Or any light source. It’s so very strange thinking that it is all brand new to him. I’m looking forward to when he’s a little older, and we can tell him all the (appalling) jokes that he will probably think is hilarious because he has never heard them before. Horrah! I can even bring out that massive book of knock knock jokes that has been collecting dust on the bookshelf.
We are also moving house in a week and a half. Shortly after the bubs arrived, we decided we needed about three hundred times the space. Not having the money for three hundred times the space, we then found somewhere that was a little larger. I hope that Henry is okay with the move. I’m fully expecting him to be rather unsettled for a few days. He doesn’t like other people’s houses very much and tends to only really relax at home. I may invest in some earplugs incase he feels the need to give his lungs a workout on moving day!
The first week has felt like a lifetime. But it has gone so quick too! I don’t know which way is up anymore, and wondering what I have let myself in for! Is it the same for everyone? Henry was so upset the first few nights after we brought him home, he would only sleep in his daddy’s arms.
After two nights on the maternity ward, we finally got discharged. It was scary, suddenly being responsible for another human. He is completely dependant on us in every way. I wonder if my life will now forever be thinking about if he’s too hot or too cold, whether he is hungry or tired and about changing nappies.
Henry. Born at 20.54 weighing 7lbs 8oz. So proud.