Milestones:
*Three weeks ago, at 4 weeks old, Ronan gave us his first smile - as in a real one, not just *oh I farted and damn does that feel better*. He smiled at the sensation of rolling his tongue around the teat of his bottle. It's something he does very often still, toward the end of the feed, when he has taken enough, he will play with it in his mouth, rolling and flicking his tongue as he goes. Since then, the smiles have been few and far between in my opinion - they don't happen near as often as I would like, but then perhaps he is just destined to be a ~serious~ kid.
*Of course, perhaps he would be a lot more smiley if he wasn't so tired all the time. I've tried everything, but this kid simply will not sleep during the day. Occasionally I can get him to grab an hour or two nap of an afternoon, but generally, thats the best I can hope for. He sleeps like a gem during the night, no problems at all, but this ~I won't sleep while the sun is up~ thing he must have gotten from M, cause it sure as shit aint from me. I am a FAN of the siesta.
*Slowly we are starting to get more sounds out of him other than just crying - he is starting to squeak and skwawk now - not quite at the stage where he will gurgle away chatting to himself, but he is getting there
*New tricks learned only the other day - he now rolls on his own onto his left side and back again. He has also worked out that if his little yellow touch activated musical sun thing stops playing music, he can kick it or punch it and it will start again. I'm thinking there's going to have to be a pile of betteries on hand for it soon.
Lessons Learned:
*While it may be very hot, sleeping in the nude, then feeding him in the nude is a bad idea, because that will be the time he projectile vomits warm milk and spit all over your naked flesh. And It's really gross.
*When he is cranky and nothing is working, nappy free time usually does the trick. Doesn't do much for the couch though. Not to self - get large supply of cheap crappy towels.
And The Usual Stuff -
I'd like to know, which moron put it into my head that doing my family's christmas at my house, with a newborn, when we then have to drive two and a half hours to the in laws place - was a good idea. We are having brunch here, because neither me, nor anyone else can be bothered doing the big traditional christmas lunch thing this year, and because I do have a certain weakness for scrambled eggs and pancakes, or basically anything breakfasty. I have a feeling this will all come down around my ears like a house of cards, but it's too late to do anything but ride the wave now.
Also, I'm wondering where people get this idea from, that now that I have a child, the years of trying and heartache are forgotten. Yes, I adore him, yes, it was all worth it in the end, but no - I haven't forgotten what it was like. My family is shocking for this. They are also shocking in the fact that my boy is 7 weeks old today, and they are all convinced that pregnancy and having a child will and or has made my body magically fertile and they are anticipating an accident / surprise soon. I have thus far refrained from informing them that for such a thing to happen, we would actually have to have sex, but I wouldn't see what difference that would make anyways. Their assumption that pregnancy has magically cured any fertility issues we had pretty much tells me that any information on basic biology would be wasted on them.
I should be back before then with another update, but in case I am not - Merry Chrsitmas and a happy new year to you all!
