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Ellie with Poppy, her first playpal.
Wednesday, July 28, 2004
Tuesday, July 27, 2004
July
Well it's been a busy old month for Ellie. She's had lots of relatives coming round to make woo noises at her. She managed to smile at all of them (that is, all except Drunk Aunt Jenny) and only felt the need to wee on the one. She only now needs to meet Grandad Bill (Liam's dad) and he'll be visiting shortly.
Speaking of which, she has managed to wee on every health visitor that picks her up. Naturally we're deeply proud of her.
She also had a visit to the hospital to check on her hips. She's made excellent progress and the harness should come off at the end of August. So she'll be about three months old before she gets her first bath.
If she looks a bit big in the photos it's because she is. We appear to have created a monster baby, her most recent weigh in was at 7 weeks when she weighed 11lb 10oz. She clearly isn't having a problem with feeding and seems to start every day with a ferocious determination to drain Aud of all nourishment.
She has been going round to other baby's houses for play sessions. Not much happens, they just all lie there thrashing their arms and legs around. But the mums get to have tea and compete on who has the most gifted baby - which is always a little awkward for us, because of course it's clearly Ellie. And the other babies can sense it, too.
She seems to be taking after Liam in the looks department, but flashes of Aud do shine through whenever she's cross, irritated or just appallingly distracted. Hmmm.
Speaking of which, she has managed to wee on every health visitor that picks her up. Naturally we're deeply proud of her.
She also had a visit to the hospital to check on her hips. She's made excellent progress and the harness should come off at the end of August. So she'll be about three months old before she gets her first bath.
If she looks a bit big in the photos it's because she is. We appear to have created a monster baby, her most recent weigh in was at 7 weeks when she weighed 11lb 10oz. She clearly isn't having a problem with feeding and seems to start every day with a ferocious determination to drain Aud of all nourishment.
She has been going round to other baby's houses for play sessions. Not much happens, they just all lie there thrashing their arms and legs around. But the mums get to have tea and compete on who has the most gifted baby - which is always a little awkward for us, because of course it's clearly Ellie. And the other babies can sense it, too.
She seems to be taking after Liam in the looks department, but flashes of Aud do shine through whenever she's cross, irritated or just appallingly distracted. Hmmm.
Monday, July 12, 2004
5 weeks old now...
Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me
I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed
She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb
In the shape of an 'L' on her forehead
Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming
(Smash Mouth / All Star)
So anyway, Audrey and I are both singing to Ellie a lot now. It's just something you do to keep her attention and to cover up the fact that you'd only be talking gibberish to her anyway. I like to think I'm gently steering her towards the more refined arenas of musical tastes by exposing her to the works of Miles Davis, LemonJelly and the Japanese composer Joe Hisaishi. But there's no point really. She like the Muppet song just as much as any of those and Lord knows what stuff Audrey sings to her when I'm at work. Still the project to turn her into some kind of mini version of me, with all my attendant hatreds and conceits continues apace. For her part, Audrey is determined to turn her into a tennis player. As she so consistently points out, "is there any better way for her to live her live vicariously though her?"
I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed
She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb
In the shape of an 'L' on her forehead
Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming
(Smash Mouth / All Star)
So anyway, Audrey and I are both singing to Ellie a lot now. It's just something you do to keep her attention and to cover up the fact that you'd only be talking gibberish to her anyway. I like to think I'm gently steering her towards the more refined arenas of musical tastes by exposing her to the works of Miles Davis, LemonJelly and the Japanese composer Joe Hisaishi. But there's no point really. She like the Muppet song just as much as any of those and Lord knows what stuff Audrey sings to her when I'm at work. Still the project to turn her into some kind of mini version of me, with all my attendant hatreds and conceits continues apace. For her part, Audrey is determined to turn her into a tennis player. As she so consistently points out, "is there any better way for her to live her live vicariously though her?"
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