Tiny Tin Bird was fifteen weeks old on Friday. Fifteen weeks! Can you believe it? I can’t believe he is that old and I also can’t believe it’s only been three and a half months. Surely I have spent my whole life doing this? It’s such a short time in the grand scheme of things yet it has felt like a lifetime. Well ok, it is a lifetime – his.
At fifteen weeks he is:
Almost able to roll from his back onto his front. He can get as far as rolling onto his side and then gets a bit frustrated that he can’t keep going.
Able to hold his head up completely happily for long periods of time on his stomach. He’s been doing this since about 7 or 8 weeks but now he is a pro and he is always an upright and alert little meerkat!
Very, very good with his sounds. He’s always been quite vocal and started going “hoo hoo hooooo” at things he liked when he was only a few weeks old. At about 7 weeks he started having little vowelly conversations with me and at week 12 he started making attempts at his velar plosives (ggggggg sounds). In the last week he is attempting fricatives as well as he gains more control over his tongue. He is so happy about this and always smiles and laughs when he does them. He is also blowing raspberries (with lots of spit) and thinks this is hilarious. He was trying to make them while feeding earlier today which I was less than happy with!
He learnt how to stick his tongue out a few weeks ago, again he knows that this is funny as he gives a side glance before sticking his tongue out and then laughing afterwards.
He LOVES to laugh! He stands on my lap and holds onto my fingers and tips his head back, opens his mouth and just cackles with laughter. He laughs most at singing (which he also loves), and when I pull him backwards and forwards and kiss his forehead or boop him on the nose.
Singing … ah yes, this ranks up on his list of top things along with bathtime, and looking at mummy while being held by daddy. I’m rubbish at singing but he doesn’t care. The only songs I can ever remember to sing though are songs from my primary school days and I can only ever remember the first verses of them! He gets “Lord of the Dance” on a regular basis because I looked up the lyrics. He also likes being thrown in the air when it gets to the “leapt up high” part! What else do I sing to him … “My Grandfather’s Clock”, “Autumn Days” and the rather dreary “Colours of Day” which he doesn’t like so much because it is a bit dirge like. Nellie the Elephant still remains his favourite though.
Teething. I am not a fan of this! Little red cheeks, lots of dribble and LOTS of grumpy baby. At the worst, he won’t feed despite being hungry as it’s painful for him. It’s horrible! I look forward to them cutting but worry that he will bite me.
Just able to use his hands. Before Christmas he was pulling things towards him, and then on Christmas Eve he was able to grasp small things – the ears on a teddy for example – and then a few days later he was able to grasp said item and pull it to his mouth. He is now able to use a teether! It’s lovely watching him pick things up now, he loves it.
NOT SLEEPING! Oh boy, this is a trial. He was doing fine and waking 2-3 times a night for a feed until he had his illness and since then it’s been dreadful. At the lowest point he would only sleep on me and I spent a whole week sleeping sitting propped up while holding him (in as safe a way as possible) and now at the highest point I can get him to sleep on his front (I know, I know) and he will go for 2 -2.5 hours in the first instance and then after that hourly – 45 minutes. Then at 6 or 6:30 he is AWAKE AND HAPPY AND READY TO BE UP! So we start our days then. I think he’s reached the point now where he’s not entirely satisfied by milk (and I am eating and drinking plenty enough) and so he’s feeding frequently to make up for it. I hope that weaning in the future will help this but I’m just going with the frequent feeds for now because I don’t mind too much.
He is so sweet when he wakes up for the day (it’s a different kind of waking to the night time “I want to feed RIGHT NOW” waking). He opens his big, bright eyes which are all happy and shiny and alert and he looks straight up at me while pushing his arms and legs and chin as far down and as straight as they will possibly go. He holds this position for about 7 seconds before breaking into a big beaming grin while looking at me and then kicks his arms and legs excitedly. Most days this is topped off with a big chuckle. He’s lovely.
Today it seemed like he doubled in size over night and I had to move him up to 6-9 month babygrows, he is growing so fast! I also had him weighed, he is 15lb 12.5oz.
There is so much I want to write about having a baby. I still feel squiffy about the idea of publishing his childhood all over the internet because the internet is forever, and I do want to afford him some privacy. That’s why I don’t share his name and hardly ever put face photos on here. But I do want to write about the mothering part because it’s a huge part of what I’m doing with my life now! I may write a sub blog and keep it separate from this one. I will still write this one though, absolutely.
Oooh yes, we are off to Rhyme Time this week, I think that this boy will enjoy it!