Dear Baby

The past few weeks have been non-stop. You have turned crawling into an Olympic sport and I can barely keep up with you on all fours, let alone two, which I have a sneaking suspicion is right around the corner..


You are pulling yourself up on everything in sight - the coffee table, the couch, the play pen, my legs. You can’t seem to get enough of this new upright position. It’s fun isn’t it?


You are paying attention to things in a whole new way. The fridge magnets are suddenly intriguing to you where before you used to pass right by them. You and the dishwasher are great pals. Every time you hear me pull out one of the loading drawers, you’re there in a flash. White goods in general seem to be your new favourite thing. You are a man on a mission whenever the fridge door is opened. You could spend hours in that cold box, if we allowed it. But we don’t, so you trot off to the next kitchen landmark - the stainless-steel bin. I’m not sure if it’s the allure of the forbidden or just the fact that you can see your reflection in it, but you sure do like that trash can!


You have lots of new tricks too. You can clap your hands, point, wave, kiss your red inflatable horse on command, feed teddy at meal times, hold your own bottle, walk on your own pushing your baby walker, play hide and seek...something new every day it seems.


You still hate putting your pyjamas on at night and you are growing increasingly impatient with getting your nappy changed. Patience is something you haven’t quite mastered yet, I’m afraid.


You are becoming a very cuddly little koala with your father and I. You are so affectionate and we can’t get enough of your smooches and hugs. It’s our bliss.


You continue to charm your way through this village - this afternoon, you scored a free croissant for yourself at the bakery. They just can’t resist your blue eyes, baby.


You are playing ever so well with other children now. You even shared a laugh with your friend Jax today in the back of the car. I’m not too sure what the two of you were giggling at...my singing perhaps? Either way, that sound was truly delightful.


You have 8 teeth now, each of which is helping you expand your palette - you are sampling olives and gherkins, dried mango, rice cakes, banana rice pudding, roast pork, meat balls, leeks. I love experimenting with your adventurous little taste buds! You take after both your father and I in that department. Watching you eat watermelon in your bathers makes my heart sing.


Every day with you is deliciously wonderful. I’m so happy to be your mama.


We love you like fireworks,


x Mum