two months

(FORWARD: This post is from two and a half weeks ago, only now have I have a chance to finish posting it.)


Dearest Millipede,

This month you have really come alive. You are alert, strong and still growing at a surprising pace. You've started flashing the most infectious smiles which melt us, and now you even chat along with your cute new words; "ah-goo" and "ah-woooo" (just like a little wolf).

Your eyes are still that amazing dark blue colour, but this month you've started losing your thick dark hair. You now have anti-sideburns, but still lots of hair up on top, and, as a little boy at the shops pointed out the other day, "it all sticks up".



This month we worked out what was making your tummy so sore, so now you don't hurt so much. Phew! And you are still a very good eater, which was an excellent help during my two cases of mastitis this month. Not nice for either of us, but together we all pulled through.

You've started developing a love for things. You love books, we read them together every morning. I've told people this before, and they thought I was joking, but when Grandma came to stay the other week, she noticed the same thing. You do indeed love books.

You also love "Eyesy", your ChunkyChooky rattle. Eyesy gets a smile every time you have your nappy changed. He has such lovely big friendly contrasting eyes, and this very morning I witnessed you grab Eyesy for the very first time. Grabbing is a brand new skill!
Although, Eyesy needs to go into hiding during the night, otherwise if you catch so much as a glance at him, you're instantly wide awake and chatting away to him as though you've both got so much to catch up on.



You love when your Daddy plays guitar for you. Mostly though, you love pictures. You love love love looking at all the pictures on the walls. From a very young age you would crane your head around after a feed to fixate on the wall of pictures. Now you've started noticing the pictures in all the other rooms too, and as we walk through you flick your head about trying to see them all.

Today you were in a cranky mood, nothing was soothing you. So we packed you up and took you off to an annual art show in town. Pictures!!! More than you'd ever seen before! You became calm and mesmerized the whole time. We hope you hold onto this art-love as you grow. :)

We've noticed you also enjoy being outside more than inside. You seem to get bored and cooped up if we spend all day inside at home. I find this so strange and curious for someone so new to the world.

You've grown to love bath time too; kicking your little legs like a frog, and tipping your head back into the water, swishing it from side to side making your soft hair float about like river moss. We can't wait to take you swimming.

Mind you, you hate being dressed, which un-does all the relaxation of bath time. You also have evolved to hate sleeping during the day. You outright refuse to do it, despite how tired and cranky you get. This has been a bit of a shock for me, and I struggle to find things to do with you all day long. Thankfully you are a champion night time sleeper, for which we are enormously grateful.

Keep it up little guy.
All my love .xx.