We must have hundereds of pounds worth of toys now. Toys specially chosen for their interesting colours, textures and sounds. Toys specially designed for small children, with doors for tiny figers to open and noises for tiny ears to enjoy. What my son really wants to play with are cardboard boxes, phone cables and the bath plug. I could have saved a fortune.
I am losing weight rapidy chasing him as he is moving into trouble zones faster every day. The cat is the main danger area. She won’t budge from her comfy spot on the sofa for the last 3 years, and he won’t leave her alone. He advances, squealing and waving his hands at her before he grabs her. As a result he has 3 long scratches on her face and I have admitted defeat and am trying to rehome her.
He is an expert crawler now, and has started ‘cruising’; standing up and moving sideways while holding onto the furniture. He cruises onto his face a lot with this method and has pushed one of his teeth back into the gum. I called everyone ( NHS Direct, dentists, my mum….) and apparantly this is very common and the teeth usually grow back into position after 6 weeks but there is a slight risk he may lose it.
After a battle of wills we cut out a night feed and I usually get 6 hours a night now. Unfortunatly he has decided that he wants to sleep on my head, and tried to achieve this by rearing up and smacking his head down onto mine. Not a nice way to wake up, repeatedly, throughout the night. This morning, after headbut number 5, I gave up and put my pillow at the foot of the bed. Time for a cot maybe, if not for him then for me, a nice safe cot where the cat can’t get me.
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