Another week, and the holiday is well and truly in the past. Just when we think Puff is back to his usual sleeping pattern, he goes back to waking every four or five hours.
Now happy to stretch out and grab toys, or to explore mirrors, most toys end up in his mouth before too long: here’s some proof.
His habit of waking up in the morning, and then going back to bed for another few hours’ sleep has meant some mornings are spent with him in his pyjamas – on this occasion long enough to take a photo.
He’s been spending more and more time on his stomach (he can easily roll front to back, or back to front, and spin around in any direction he chooses), but if you leave him on his play-mat too long, he’ll get upset, and start looking at the giant people who are walking near him.
Even with all of these new-found moving skills, his preference is to be on his stomach, exploring the things placed around him.
After his mammoth 12-hour sleep on Friday night, we decided to go for a trip to the Blue Mountains, so we all hopped in the car. It was pretty special to be back in the cafe where nearly 8 years ago I sat nervously with an engagement ring in my pocket, waiting for the right time to propose. On this day, we sat with Puff, and Kel fed him. In the downtime, he gummed his hat.
Visiting friends on the way home from the mountains, Puff had his first go in a standing-up toy (one that friends have used for all 4 of their kids), and seemed to enjoy it: there were plenty of toys within reach!
Wherever we take him, people comment on what a cute baby he is. This is one of my favourite things.
Firsts for the week:
* first 12-hour sleep since the holiday
* first mothers’ group for 2009
* second trip to the mountains (first for 2009)
* repeatable giggling after dad laughs with him and tickles his stomach