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Who are you at 10 weeks?

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Yes. You are now a whole 10 weeks old! You are growing by the day and turning into a lovely little boy before my eyes. Mummy and daddy are now well versed in your ‘little ways’ and you are getting much better at chatting to us and signing what you want. It’s certainly exhausting (and expensive) work keeping you occupied, but every little smile you give makes us all the more determined to fill up your life with wonderful experiences.

So what have you been up to so far, and who is Dexter Thomas Mills? Well…

You are prone to the odd diva fit

I’m sure every mummy in the world has dealt with mild hysteria from their babies. You however, take this to a whole new level. When you’re hungry, the whole world knows about it. I’m seriously surprised the neighbours haven’t called social services about the blood curdling screams emanating from our flat when we’re preparing your milk in the bottle-warmer. Nothing will distract you; no amount of cuddles and singing will calm you, and you’ve cottoned on to the fact that no amount of sucking on a dummy will ever produce the magical elixir that is your milk.

“Umm… Bottle please mummy… Mummy, bottle?… Bottle NOW please mummy… Maybe you didn’t hear me – Bottle NOW.”

Similarly, you’ll whinge at the slightest indication that you need a change of clothes. You’ll happily coo whilst mummy or daddy perform Operation Nappy Change, but lift a t-shirt over your head and your bottom lip wobbles. If there is even a fraction of a second where the fabric obstructs your view then we’re in for at least one full minute of unadulterated strop.

Surprisingly, nothing else will give you the hump in the same way. You can fall asleep anywhere, in any position, regardless of the noise around you. If you are bored, the simplest of things will nip a tantrum in the bud. You are in fact, so chilled that even your first set of immunisations only produced a 2 second whinge.

I’m convinced that your behaviour now is likely to be representative of your behaviour when you’re older. This means you are most definitely your daddy’s son. Daddy is the most patient, loving and funny man that mummy has ever known. Daddy, however goes into a Dexter-like meltdown if he’s tired, can’t find his mobile phone, is forced to watch Jeremy Kyle, or gets stuck in traffic. Any one of these world-ending events will result in daddy throwing his toys out of the pram in a momentous fashion.

You love water

Yep. You’re a water baby! It didn’t take you long to work out that washing is a daily necessity you can most definitely live with. Strip you naked and dunk you in the bath and you transform into a right old exhibitionist. You love showing off your newly acquired skills in your plastic tub in the hallway (we have to wash your here as mummy doesn’t like sitting on the tiles in your bathroom). Next to singing-with-daddy, bath time is the only time we’re guaranteed a smile.

Bath time with daddy!!!!

We are most definitely on Dexter-time

Many babies at 10 weeks will have settled into the semblance of a  routine. It’s pretty rare they will get a full 12 hours sleep at night, but many will reach a certain point in the evening and know that it’s bedtime. Most babies at this stage will also be feeding at regular intervals throughout the day (usually every 3-4 hours) and be steadily increasing the amount of milk they’re taking onboard. Unfortunately your obstinacy has led mummy and daddy to believe that you, Dexter Thomas Mills, are clearly either a trend-setter or set to be a very unpredictable teen.

We’ve tried everything, read every book, scoured every website and parenting forum… looking for answers as to why your sleeping pattern is so inconsistent. Although you are pretty consistent with the whole feeding thing, there is simply no dictating to you when you’ll sleep. You wake between 2 and 3 times a night for a feed and like to surprise mummy and daddy by changing the times of said feed every night.  You also enjoy the odd nap in the day and like to take said nap at different times everyday. There is simply no telling you otherwise. If I try and rouse you throughout the day when a nap is in progress, you play dead and refuse to open your eyes. If I try to set you down when you aren’t ready, you cry uncontrollably and thrash until I pick you up.

However unpredictable you are, there are some times we can guarantee, without fail, you will be awake; when mummy and daddy are watching a programme that requires concentration, eating their dinner, or bidding on eBay. But these few occasions of irritating regularity don’t end there! There are also guaranteed sleep times! Every time we step a foot outside the front door your eyelids come down and you enter a sleep coma. Many mothers might be jealous of mummy about this, and it does have its benefits, but it would be nice to show you a little more of the world than our two bedroom flat.

I’ll decide when I sleep

Butter wouldn’t melt hey Dex?

So there you are youngest Mills! Lots coming up for you over the next few months with a weekend away in Leicestershire (going to a theme park / zoo), a holiday in Portugal, a house move, and mummy going back to work! More on these as and when you allow mummy an hour on the laptop…

 

Love you baby!

 

 

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Week 1 Highlights – From hospital to home to Tesco’s…

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Day One was spent in the hospital with mummy and daddy. We were on a recovery ward at the Royal Berkshire Hospital (The Marsh Ward) where there were lots of other mums who had been through cesarean deliveries. We had a spot right by the window overlooking a school on Craven Road. The visiting hours on the ward were 9am-1pm (for Daddy only) and 3pm-9pm (Daddy + everyone else) so the first few moments were spent snuggling with us. Shortly afterwards we began ‘attempting’ to breastfeed you – and what a mission this was!

At 3pm your uncle Dan came round to see you. He was later followed by granddad Dean, then nanny Lynne and aunty Louise. They all posed for photos and had lots of cuddles with you. All too soon was mummy was left alone with you for what was to be a very uncomfortable night in the hospital. Mummy couldn’t sleep as she was concerned you were hungry so stayed up chatting to you, changing a ton of dirty nappies, and trying to encourage you to feed. You cried lots and wanted to be held the entire night. Mummy was in considerable discomfort due to the stitches in her tummy so it was a very long night for the both of us.

Chilling at the hospital

Chilling at the hospital

By Day Two mummy had decided she wanted to be at home with you and daddy. She set about trying to convince the nurses she was okay to be discharged. As you’ll soon find out, when mummy wants something she’s very sneaky and very persistent. She made a point of taking a long shower on her own to show her mobility was good, joked to every midwife who came within 2 feet of her, and went for lots of walks in the hospital grounds.

By early afternoon we were the talk of the ward. The other mums were amazed at how many times I got out of bed, the nurses were whispering about how well mummy was coping, and mummy and daddy had already began making preparations to get you ready for the journey home. The midwife’s tried their best to convince me to stay, but by 9pm we had convinced them to let us go.

By 10.30pm we were home. Daddy had work the next day so went straight to bed, mummy spent the night cuddling you, feeding you and chatting to you – you were fairly disoriented so there was lots of crying. Billy the cat spent a few hours eyeing you up from his vantage point on the fridge / freezer. Occasionally he wandered over for a closer look but he soon gave up when mummy told him off.

Day Three was a quiet time with mummy and daddy and close family – you had your first ever bath and we began to settle into a routine. Mummy and daddy spent the entire day staring at you and talking about how beautiful you were. We started talking about names… we liked 2 of these; Dexter and Jake. As we simply couldn’t decide between them, we decided to trial Dex for 2 days, then Jake to see what stuck. We also asked our friends if they had any newspapers from the day of your birth to pop in a memory box for you.

In the early afternoon daddy’s family popped around to see you (and nanny Jayne for a short while). Aunty Sam had lots of clothes left over from when she was expecting Bella. As your cousin Bella was such a big baby she couldn’t fit into many of the clothes Sam had bought – this meant lots of freebies for you!

Day Four was an emotional day. Mummy and Daddy took you out for your first ever outing! Don’t get excited – we only went to Tesco’s but it was a big deal as it allowed us to test your new pram and show you a little more of the world. You looked so perfect in your little pushchair and absolutely tiny – lots of people stopped to stare at you and remarked how ‘cute’ you were. You didn’t wake up for the entire outing so didn’t see much… mummy plans on taking you out for lots of walks soon so hopefully next time will be more fun.

In your car seat ready for your first day trip

In your car seat ready for your first day trip

Mummy’s friend Paul popped over on Day 5 to give you some presents and have a hold. The midwife also popped round to give you a heel prick test and take off the dressings from mummy’s tummy. More visits on Day 6 as mummy’s friend from school Rachel (and her cute daughter Brooke) came over to see you. They bought you a gorgeous little pair of booties that should fit your tiny feet a few months from now. Nanny Lynne also popped round again with some little vest tops for you.

That brings us neatly to today. You’ll be surprised to learn we’re no further with picking your name and you’re no further forward in settling down at night. Mummy has had just a few hours sleep since you’ve come into her life but she still loves you (and daddy) more than anything or anyone else on the planet and is looking forward to spending her life trying to make you both happy,