Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Buggies Buggies Everywhere

This sounds like something out of a comedy, but our second child is still a twinkle in Peter's eye, and we're on our third double buggy already. First I got this lovely little number from a charity shop, which was great but too wide to fit through our door. Then Peter got hold of a Graco which was a bargain, but was missing several components that we couldn't replace, as it turned out, because it was such an old model. The too-wide buggy was re-sold through a newspaper ad, and the Graco was re-sold at the next NCT Sale, along with several other unused baby parafernalia, so we got our money back in the end. Peter finds it all very amusing, of course, and likes saying that we raised £70 for charity, just by being stupid. Haha. So after the first two failed attempts, we finally did our homework and got an almost-new second hand Graco, with all the bits this time. Here's hoping we get a baby to put in it soon!

Matilda now can:

  • Crawl. Quickly. She sets her eyes on something and gets going; it doesn't matter if it's the (dirty) wheels of her buggy, the (dirty) cat food, or our (dirty) shoes, she's fast, she's persistant and she's got to have it. As long as it's dirty. *sigh*
  • Stand up holding on furniture, or people's legs. Bending and picking things up are so much fun, as is throwing everything on the floor.
  • Make her way around, holding on furniture. I think she'll be walking soon, and oh-boy won't that be fun!
  • Wave bye-bye.
  • Climb on the headboard of our bed. No, really. It's scary.

Our favourite haunt is still Ottakars, which has books that I can browse (read) while I have my coffee, friendly waitresses, and plenty of space for our critter to crawl around (unlike home.) Last time she discovered the plexiglass wall near the escalators, and she kept trying to crawl through it and banging her head on it. Actually, she does that a lot. I think our baby would grow up to be a genius, but she looses about 30 IQ points every day what with all the headbanging she's getting.

Look mummy, the floor here is full of interesting crumbs.

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Matilda had such a miserable night last night. She kept waking up crying, howling, and inconsolable. She never does this normally, why would she when she's cozy in our bed, with a supply of milk on demand next to her cute little nose. But last night, it was as if she was possessed. From 1:00 to 2:00, and then again from 3:00 to 4:30, it took two doses of Calpol and lots of singing, rocking and cuddling until she slept. I am feverently hoping that it's teething that's causing this, and she's going to see the Health Visitor tomorrow anyway, to rule out any other nastiness (an ear infection springs to mind.) After I sunk in an exausted slumber at 4:30, I dreamt that it was the next morning, and Matilda had 10 new teeth in her mouth. In my dream, I kept showing them to people and saying "Do you see how many teeth she has? They weren't there last night." If only...

Last night nonwithstanding, I so love having our little screecher creature in bed with us. It always surprises me how difficult it is for people to believe that it's not a problem, and we enjoy it. Peter likes cuddling up with her, I love having her snuggled up against me, all calm, quiet and content, and it makes us happy. I think part of it is that our society is not used to it, and part of it is that people are frightened, because they don't know how to co-sleep safely. The Times had a very interesting article on bed-sharing last week that might calm some of the more common fears, but really, I think what most people are worried about is rolling on the baby in their sleep. The best (anecdotal) argument I've heard against this fear was "How often do you fall out of bed in your sleep? Never, because even in your sleep, you are aware of boundaries, without realizing it." Well, it makes sense. If you think you are likely to fall out of bed (because you're drunk, on drugs, on certain medication etc) don't sleep with your baby.

When Matilda was tiny, I found that I always fell asleep with my body positioned like a parethesis around her; my knees drawn up, and my arm stretched out over her head, so it was really impossible to roll on her. Now that she's older and sturdier, and can kick us around, we don't need to be that careful.

Hands up who thinks Matilda is a bedhog:

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Then the model woke up:

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And had to be rewarded with lots of cuddles:

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