What a big boy you are!

Last night JA slept in his big boy bed for the very first time. We were worried we were tempting fate by allowing him to sleep in his cot any longer. He might just crack his skull open if he continues his nocturnal habit of climbing out. I bought a bed rail earlier this week and Mr Pants constructed it, moved the single bed into JA's room and away we went. He was very excited about the whole thing and we did build it up a bit for him in case he was feeling a bit bereft after moving the cot out of his room. After we put him to bed I kept on going in there to stroke his face and tell him what a big boy he was and of course how much his Mum loves him. I was rewarded with his gorgeous smiles but not much else because the poor kid was trying to get to sleep. I did this several times. I found the whole thing quite emotional really. I am not ashamed to admit I shed a few tears. Of course I got woken up at about 5am with a "You OK Mummy?". I would have been if I could get a decent nights sleep son o' mine.

And today, Mr poo pants told me when that he had 'poo poos' while tapping his nappy. I've been talking a lot to him all about his 'poos' and 'wees' because I am very much looking forward to him doing his biz in the loo. This kid had six shitty nappies today! AH.

So it seems my little boy is indeed growing up. One day you're taking your tiny 3 kilo bundle home from the hospital, bent over from your caesarean, wondering what in hell happens next then you have this walking, talking little midget sleeping in a normal bed telling you he has a turd in his pants.

Got Tagged!

My very first! Got tagged by Zucchinis in Bikinis

Q)What were you doing 10 years ago?
A) My father had not long passed away so I was living with my Mum at the time so she wouldn't be alone. I was also looking for a decent contract as a secondary school teacher. Jeff Kennett was the Premier of Victoria and if you were a new teacher to the system you didn't get an ongoing position. It was all contract work. Just one of the many assholey things Kennett did in the State during his regime. When I left Mum's and was having to pay rent it was extremely stressful not knowing if you had employment for the next school term. When the Bracks government came in I was offered ongoing employment by the Department of Education. I was also quite into exercise at the time. I wish I could get back that enthusiasm.

Q)What were you doing 1 year ago?
A) Vomiting from morning sickness. I remember I had my first big spew (sorry to be so blunt but it is what is it) just after twelve weeks, when you are supposed to feel better. BUT it was around this time a year ago that I got great results from the nuchal translucency and blood test. With my first son I was got a high risk result and was strongly encouraged to have an amnio so getting low risk results was such a relief. I didn't realise how tense I was about this until I got the results - I actually felt like a physical weight was lifted. So a bit of chundering was nothing in comparison.

Five snacks you enjoy:
Chocolate, nectarines, corn chips, mint slices and cherries.

Five songs to which you know all the lyrics:
Anything by The Wiggles, JA just loves them. At first their insipidness drove me mad but now I find myself humming their tunes. God help me; Planet Earth - Duran Duran;
Blue Hotel - Chris Isaak; Dear Prudence - The Beatles; Miss Molly had a Dolly... not too many lyrics I know but I sing it to JM and he loves it so it's in my head. In my version the doctor is a girly.

Five things you would do if you were a millionaire:
Buy a nicer and bigger house or pay off this one and renovate; buy my Mum whatever she wants; save a chunk for our retirement and as an education fund for the children;
go to New York and Europe; hire someone to clean the house on a regular basis.

If I'd been asked this question a couple of years ago I think I would have been much more altruistic and benevolent. Has motherhood made me more selfish?

Five bad habits:
Not cutting my toe nails often enough; spending too much money on impulse items; not hanging the washing when the spin cycle is complete. Sometimes I have to re-wash them as the load may have been sitting in the machine for a couple of days; eating chocolate; watching The Bold and the Beautiful.

Five things you like doing:
Being with my boys; watching a good film or television show; eating!; having a long soak in the bath; reading a decent book.

Five things you would never wear, buy or get new again:
Short skirts, but through necessity rather than fancy. I just can't get away with it anymore; tight jeans; a lot of bling; pink lipstick; sandals.

So this is the plan: Remove the blog in the top spot from the following list and bump everyone up one place. Then add your blog to the bottom slot

the state of indiana
watching me grow
Ready or Not
Zucchinis in Bikinis
Mrs Pants

Then select five people to tag:

Karma to Burn

Can't think of anyone else. Every other blog I read has already been tagged.

6 months - Happy Half Birthday

Unlike your big brother you did not enjoy the pre-Christmas photo session but seemed to enjoy being our little Rock Star. And baby you are!

So little guy, you're 6 months old today (as of 8.23am). Daddy and I were supposed to go to a wedding today, but your Nana, my Mum, was ill and couldn't babysit. Daddy went alone (and slightly miffed because it means he has to control how much he drinks!) so it's just me and you boyos tonight.

This month you've become extremely mobile. You've been rolling a little but during the last month you've gone hell for leather and can move from one end of the room to the other in the time it takes me to make a cuppa. You tend to roll more from back to front but go can the other way around too. You also employ one of your brother's techniques from his infancy. You arch your back and push on your legs propelling you quite a distance. Changing your nappy has become a challenge unless you have a toy to occupy you.

You are a bit unsettled at night though. You can wake up anytime between 12 - 4am demanding, and I mean DEMANDING a fed. Nothing else will satisfy you. Because of this I started you on solids a little over a week ago thinking you are not getting enough during the day. Your brother used to fully drain his bottles, you on the other hand always leave some, sometimes half. The solids don't seem to have altered your night waking though. You do love the rice cereal but you are a bit luke warm on apple. You had pear for the first time today and seemed to enjoy it. Pumpkin will be next on the menu, I just have to cook it! So little one, how about trying for an all nighter sometime soon huh? Your poor old Mummy would appreciate it.

On Tuesday you had your 6 month check up at the Maternal and Child Care centre and are a little under the 50th percentile for weight. Your brother was a good couple of kilos bigger than you at the same age. For some reason I thought feeding would go the same way as it did with your brother but of course you are both individuals. So you are a littler bundle than your big brother. You also have a lot less hair than he did at the same age with even bluer eyes and lighter hair colouring, but I do see a lot of similarities too, especially in your mannerisms. I have the distinct feeling that you are going to be as big a monkey as he is at his age!

You celebrated your first Christmas this last month too! You didn't seem to really understand what was going on, nor able to enjoy the massively large bounty we seem to indulge in year, but you did enjoy the pretty lights on the Christmas tree. You also scored big present wise. We need to build another house just to store all the toys that seem to be multiplying.

Giggling has become a favourite pasttime of yours and anyone who pays you the slightest bit of attention is able to elicit a gorgeous belly laugh. That sound Darling, and the sound of your brother's laughter is sweeter music than a whole choir of heavenly angels. It still melts my heart to hear it.

Well Mum is getting tired so may just go and veg in front of the telly even though there is nothing decent to watch despite the fact that we have subscription television.

I love you bunny boy more and more each day. Stay the sweetypie that you are.

22 Months

Here's you getting into the Christmas spirit. Mummy tried to get some photos of you and 'bubby' dressed in silly outfits (possibly as future blackmail material) but your little brother cottoned on to me. You on the other hand were all too happy to ham it up for the camera.

Mummy's been a bad, bad blogger. She has failed to update her blog for sometime and has made the horrendous error of missing marking the end of your 22nd month of life. This occured 2 days ago on the 4th. When do I stop marking off your monthly milestones? It seems a bit silly to do it after you hit the 2-4! We'll see.

You've taken to climbing out of your cot you cheeky little monkey. You are able to deftly and silently get out of your cot and then proceed to frighten ten years off my life by visiting me in the dead of night. Of course you have to bring your entourage with you. It started off with just your teddy, but Daddy bought you a Woody (Toy Story) from America and Santa brought you an Astro Boy and all three are your must have bed time companions. Looks like it's time for a big boy bed for you little man. We have a bed for you, we just have to buy a bed rail. Do you know how hard this is for your Mum? You are growing up so fast, pretty soon you'll be asking for the car keys and telling me to get lost (or similar!)

You seemed to enjoy Christmas a little more this year and was fascinated by the Christmas tree and the various 'bubbles' hanging off of it. Even though we encased it in a playpen you were still able to strip many ornaments off it. I am still looking for some. Where did you post them? I just know that I will pack them all away, put them up in the hard to reach place they live as they are only accessed once a year, and will find the wayward ornaments.

Santa though was not the highlight of the festive season for you. Your little brother thought visiting Santa was hilarious and his giggling and enjoyment was equally matched by your distress and tears. I didn't subject you to it for long although I had to be in the photo sans makeup and looking rather frumpy. Perhaps future blackmail material for you!

You now say please (peazzz) and thank you (tank oh) spontaneously but you've been introduced to the corner. Your Dad and I have started to employ Super Nanny techniques because, my boy, you are ready to learn what's what.

What else have you been up to this month? Let's see, you've destroyed three books, two DVDs and a CD. Not bad for a months work.

You truly are a monkey little one, but we wouldn't have it any other way.

I love you heaps and heaps and loads and loads.