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Thursday, February 02, 2006
Jack had his first swimming lesson today. From what Al said he took to
it like he does his bath - lots of splashing.
We have had regular rain this evening - it has almost felt like winter.
(I like that feeling.) As darkness settled in I did a little playing
around with the digital SLR and tripod in the back garden. I am
surprised by how far it has come along already.
Jack was in his cot for a bit over 30 minutes at start of his first
sleep cycle tonight, before waking up and crying because his mum wasn't
close by. Al was finishing off some dishes, so I went up to calm him
down. I picked him up, which lowered the volume. However he kept
looking around and over my shoulder for his mum, and continued to
grizzle. When Al arrived he reached out for her, made some of his
indigent noises, and settled into her shoulder. He is introduced to
Child care tomorrow - just an hour and Al will likely stay with him. I
suspect over time it will be a good thing for him - and us. In the
short term however it might be rather hard.
Posted by Doug at 12:47 AM
Friday, February 03, 2006
This week has been a big week for both Jack and I
- starting all of his activities, but we have both coped well with it
overall. The first time at any new class is always the most stressful -
finding your way there, finding out where to go and how it all works,
seeing how Jack reacts, meeting the other participants and the
instructors and so on. So I always find it a relief to get through the
first session, and then relax and enjoy it more from then on.
The week started off with Monday's music class.
This involved a range of singing songs, doing movements with Jack, and
him having the opportunity to play with different instruments and
interact with a large bear puppet that was larger than him! Jack enjoyed
sucking on the drumstick more than hitting the drum, as well as playing
with glass cylinders that were filled with coloured beads.
Tuesday was the mother's group afternoon tea.
Cheeky Jack pinched one of the mothers on the behind - much to her
surprise. The things babies can get away with!
Wednesday was the first swimming lesson. Jack
looked a little apprehensive to start with but it didn't take him long
to be splashing and kicking with gusto. Doing the introductions around a
circle, all the other babies were docile in their parent’s arms, but
Jack was actively whacking the water with his hand. He is certainly an
energetic boy. I think he is really going to love the swimming lessons.
He enjoyed having the watering can sprinkled over his head, and kicking
around in the floaty ring on his tummy and back.
Thursday was the biggest day from my viewpoint -
Jack's orientation day at childcare. From Jack's point of view, he is
used to being taken to new places with new people (babies and adults),
and with the different toys there’s didn't realise that this was
anything out of the ordinary. I stayed in the room with Jack for quite
awhile till I was sure he seemed relaxed and enjoying exploring the
toys. I then went into another room to help Doug out with the huge
amount of paperwork required.
I had to resist the urge to run back and check on
him. I wanted to give him and the carer a chance to interact and bond
without my presence. When we came out of the room, Jack had just
started getting overtired and was being held by the carer. We noticed
he had grabbed her ponytail - at least that is a familiar 'comfort
action' he does with me. He was looking around anxiously and as I
entered the room reached out towards me to come back into my arms. He
then gave some gleeful squeals as he spotted some interesting toys on
the shelves behind us. So at least no tears and he showed plenty of
The real test will be next week when I leave him
there for the first time for about an hour. I did feel some relief
watching the carers rocking the other babies in their arms and in a pram
rather than having any expectation that the babies should be able to put
themselves to sleep. However it was still a reminder watching them
juggle a few different babies that their attention is split between them
and it is not the same as the one on one attention they get at home with
people that love them. I have to keep reminding myself that I think it
is good in the longer term for children to spend some time in childcare
in terms of learning to interact with other kids, gaining some
independence and confidence, and exposure to different activities with
other carers. It is mainly the initial adjustment period I worry about
on Jack's behalf. Also it is certainly an emotional adjustment for me
also to know my baby is going to be spending time away from me and his
dad. He has been so happy at home with his parents, and I am so used to
spending all my time with him and ensuring his needs are met. I am glad
we have this option of allowing him to gradually adjust before I return
Speaking of work, I had a phone conference with my
manager on Thursday. He was supportive of arrangements for me to work
minimal time in the office and part time from home, with flexible hours,
and a gradually change over time to more time in the office. So this was
a relief, and will hopefully make the transition back to work easier for
all members of our family.
It will allow Jack to continue a gradual
introduction to childcare, make it easier for me to continue with
breastfeeding, allow me to still spend the majority of my time with him,
finishing off his activities, and provide a slow transition in lifestyle
from being full time at home to being back in work mode. Of course, now
have to work out all the realities of how I will fit in the time from
home, but I am determined to make a go of it and find a way to make it
all work with hopefully minimal stress on us all. The main challenge of
course is to try to get Jack sleeping in the cot more, particularly for
his day time naps, so this is something I want to focus on during my
remaining maternity leave.
Today was the return to Gymbaroo, so at least
familiar territory for both Jack and I. It has been nearly 2 months
since the previous class finished so I wondered if Jack would remember
it. He did seem to understand how to use all the equipment. I could see
the difference in his movements, like how he was trying to get up into a
crawling position when place up on objects. Jack was overtired by the
end of the session, so got upset when under the coloured parachute. I
picked him up to calm him down for a few minutes, then thought he was ok
to go on top of the parachute as it was spun around in a circle with the
other babies. It was too much for him though, and he started shaking all
over so I quickly scooped him up again. It made me feel horrible to see
him reacting like that.
The instructor commented that she could see how
much he had grown, and gave him a loud cheery 'goodbye gorgeous' as we
left, which had the other mothers turning to see who she was referring
Posted by Al at 9:07 PM
Sunday, February 05, 2006
I don’t have much to report about Jack’s first introduction to
childcare. I had hoped to see their drop off and pick up procedures, but
instead spent an hour filling out forms. Al was with Jack most of the
time, but he was left for probably 15 odd minutes without either parent.
He looked a little concerned at times, but survived.
I think the whole process was harder on Al. Afterwards she indicated
that she was worried Jack would get bored, and how obviously he wouldn’t
get anywhere near the one on one attention he is used to. She then spent
the next day trying to work out how to limit the time he would spend
Jack has had a very busy week - Music class on Monday, Mothers Group on
Tuesday, Swimming Wednesday, Childcare Thursday, Gymbaroo Friday, and a
BBQ on Saturday.
Some days Jack insists on feeding himself. We figure the swallowed ratio
drops from 90% to 30%.
Posted by Doug at 10:27 PM
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
We have had a week of busy normalcy. Jack has been busy growing and
developing. My work has been overly busy. Al has been overly busy at
Tonight looks like it might be one of the bad ones.
When I went up and checked on Al and Jack before, our son was sprawled
half way across the bed sleeping like a log. Al was lying there, arm
trapped under Jack (just the way he prefers), eyes wide open. Jack is
going into the childcare centre again tomorrow – and this time Al is
meant to leave him there alone for an hour. She’s worrying about it.
I am also feeling funny about it, but not with the usual stress and
worry I am prone to. It is one of those steps that almost every child in
the world has to take. It might take Jack 5 minutes, or 5 days, or 5
months, but he will get used to being apart from his parents. It is in
fact frightfully healthy that he does.
Posted by Doug at 11:30 PM
Thursday, February 09, 2006
This has been another emotional roller coaster
On a positive note, Jack reached his 7-month
milestone on Tuesday. I have been reflecting on how far he has come,
- His crawling efforts have slowly advanced so
that occasionally he gets a little separate action going with both legs,
but he still doesn't have full co-ordination going between arms and
legs. He can generally see an item he wants and get to it within a few
- He half sits, but is usually so busy reaching
forward for items that he doesn't sit upright for more than a brief
moment. Gymbaroo class emphasizes that babies should crawl before they
sit, otherwise they may not learn to crawl, or will only 'bum shuffle'.
As such that is what I have concentrated on. At this point Jack seems to
- He enjoys playing on his toy drum and keyboard
in a sitting position (and holding these objects helps him balance
himself with a little extra support from mum).
- He is having 3 solids a day, and is insistent on
regularly feeding himself. This of course creates quite a mess with food
all over his face, up his nose, over his hands - and sometimes his legs
and feet also get involved. As a consequence there are numerous bib and
outfit changes per day, and less food is consumed. However he enjoys the
process of sucking on both ends of the spoon, and occasionally waving it
about with food flying everywhere, all the while giving big cheeky
- The introduction to solids has been slower than
anticipated. He has come down with various illnesses and vomited a lot
more since starting, so I have had take my time before introducing each
new food. So far he is still just having rice cereal for breakfast and 2
vegetable meals a day. This has only extended to pumpkin - favourite,
sweet potato, zucchini, and parsnip mixed with pumpkin. All going well,
hopefully the month ahead will see more variety introduced.
Yesterday at swimming Jack was apprehensive for
the first few minutes in the water, but then again relaxed into it. He
particularly enjoys moving up and down the pool in the circle floaty, on
his tummy kicking forward, then on his back while sucking on a bath toy.
This week they introduced the babies to crawling across a floating mat.
The instructor takes the baby back a couple metres from the mat,
whooshes them up onto it, then they are encouraged to crawl towards
their mum waiting at the other end. All the other mums cheer along the
sides. This was too much for Jack. He started getting upset the minute
he was in the instructor’s hands. He froze with a scared look on his
face once on the mat, and quickly got upset.
When they moved him up closer to me he got the
idea a little and started desperately moving towards me, but was still
crying. He was the only baby to react like this. Not sure whether it is
due to him being the youngest and not yet fully crawling, or if it was
that combined with his usual separation anxiety.
I held him for a few minutes before the next
activity, which involved a different instructor moving him in water
through a tunnel with me waiting at the other end. He hadn't really
recovered from the previous upset, so this also had him in tears. Makes
me feel bad when he is put in situations that end up being too scary for
him. Will have to wait and see if he copes better as each week goes on.
He was tired before the lesson started, so that would not have helped.
Today was the day I have been dreading for the
past 7 months - the first time I leave him at childcare for a short
period. Since last week's brief introduction (where I left the room for
a little while but not the centre), I have been experiencing my own
version of 'separation anxiety'. I have been working out ways to
minimise the time Jack will spend at childcare, and slow the
introduction of extra days there. I just love spending all my time with
him, and I want to maximise that. The other side of my reaction was
seeing him there with carers whose attention was divided between a
number of babies, and worried that he would either get bored, or upset,
or not have his needs met.
In the past I have listened to friends go through
putting their child into care, and how difficult they found it. Before I
had Jack, I could not fully empathise with what they were going through.
It really is something that you can’t fully understand until you go
through it yourself. Doug has been trying to reassure me that everything
would be ok and I appreciated his words of support. I also spoke to a
close friend on the phone last night who has been through this, which
was helpful. She subsequently sent me a supportive email overnight that
I appreciated. Last of all I heard news yesterday of a teenager facing
major surgery, which reminded me that in comparison, starting Jack in
childcare is minor. After my anxiety leading up to today, I woke up
determined to try to handle it as positively as I could. (For all of our
I stayed in the room with him for about 15
minutes. He did his usual staring around for a while before getting
comfortable and starting to play. There was a different carer in the
room this week, and she seemed a lot more interested in him and friendly
to me, which helped make me feel better. (Last weeks carer seemed more
like someone “just doing a job”, although maybe I just saw her at a bad
moment.) I gave him what I hoped was a cheerful 'bye bye', and then went
into the other room to fill in more paperwork for about 10 minutes. I
glanced into the room before leaving (hoping he wouldn't see me doing
so) and felt better to see him on his tummy looking interestedly at a
5-month old baby.
Although feeling worried about how he was coping,
I tried to make productive use of the short amount of free time
available. I felt the best way to do this was “retail therapy”. I raced
off to the local shopping centre, knowing I had to be back within 30
minutes. I managed to splurge on items for Jack and myself, buy Doug a
valentine present, and purchase something for my lunch. It is amazing
how much I can fit into a short space of time now that I a mum. Spending
money on Jack also helped with some of the 'guilt' I was feeling -
whether it is the right time and the right thing overall. Anyway, all
that kept my mind occupied and with having to keep a close eye on the
time, I didn't have too much time to worry about Jack.
When I walked back into the room Jack was looking
very sad and worried, with a tear-streaked face. I rarely see him like
that, and almost didn't recognise him. He looked so mournful. He was
strapped into a pram clutching the two comfort items I had left with him
(his soft rabbit, and a pyjama top of mine that he likes stroking as he
goes to sleep). I quickly scooped him up for a big hug. The carer told
me he was fine until about 10 minutes before I got back, when he started
looking around for me then got upset. I realised that I had in my
scatterbrained state accidentally taken his dummy with me, which I was
horrified by. It was the main comforting thing that could have helped
On the positive side, I felt better that he had
played happily until the point he got tired, and also that they had
managed to stop him crying (even if he still looked upset). I brought
him home and cuddled him on my knee for a while watching one of his
videos, before putting him in his portacot. He recovered ok, although
seemed a bit out of sorts for the rest of the day. (Although I don't
think he was feel 100% in the first place, which would not have helped).
I am at this point feeling relieved we both made
it through the day as well as we did. It is going to continue to be
hard, but it is good to have this first day out of the way. In some ways
the worse is probably yet to come, when he spends a half day, then a
full day there, and has to deal with sleeping issues. At least it gave
me more confidence in the carers, and some hope that he may learn to
enjoy his time there.
Posted by Al at 10:19 PM
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
We hope that Jack is teething. At least, that would be a nice neat
explanation for Jack's behaviour of the last 4 or 5 days. Overly clingy,
very quick to cry, unsettled, antsy, extra prone to chewing things, and
rubbing his cheeks as often as his eyes. That of course could all mean
nothing – and he might simply be going through a stage. If that’s the
case, I hope it is a short one!
We took Jack to Healesville Sanctuary on the weekend. It was probably
our first ever proper family outing. He seemed to like the larger birds
and smaller animals the most – since they were more colourful and moved
around a lot.
I enjoyed the chance to try out the Canon Digital SLR. Below is a
Rainbow Bee Catcher, taken on the day.
I was disappointed to find my sigma 170-500 lens wouldn’t work with the
Camera body. Since it works with the Canon Film SLR I own, I assume the
limitation is a deliberate software “feature”. Anyway, in going through
all my equipment testing it, I came to realise I had some expensive gear
in my collection that I did not actually need. I thought it might be
worth selling, but a check on eBay showed the average selling value
under 10% of original purchase price.
It is a stark reminder about the underlying real value of items in our
consumer driven world.
Posted by Doug at 12:09 AM
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Jack’s discomfort continued today. Al said that while trying to change
him after swimming he got into his full “Oh you’re killing me” scream,
and wouldn’t stop. She had her back to the change room – full of
mothers with their babies, but she could feel their eyes on her. I
remarked that they were all probably thinking “Oh poor woman, glad it
He has moments of normality, during which we try to make him laugh while
peering intently into his mouth to see if any teeth are showing. We are
hanging on the hope it is teething, because we know that stops. We are
looking forward to it stopping...
In all seriousness though – we are coping fine. Jack does a great upset
/ cry / thrash about unhappily act, but he seems to prefer being happy,
and tries to be.
Posted by Doug at 10:48 PM
"Please don't censor your tears" – a lyric from an Alanis Morissette
At this age Jack doesn’t censor any of his emotions. You see them right
on his face – clear as day. His reactions are quick and raw – a laugh, a
frown, indignation, crying, contentment. At times he struggles to
communicate what he wants from us, but it is clear when you get it, and
clear when you haven’t.
If life follows normal form there will be times in the future when he
won’t want to communicate with us - when he won’t want his parents to
know what he is thinking.
Posted by Doug at 11:42 PM
Thursday, February 16, 2006
A month ago Al purchased a packet of little dragon / dinosaur bath toys
for Jack. While they were meant to encourage Jack to play in the bath,
they had the opposite effect. It turned out their heads were the
perfect shape for Jack’s mouth, and their texture was perfect for
gumming. As soon as one comes to his hand, Jack transfers it to mouth
and starts chewing on it furiously.
They have turned out to be such a great settling tool that they have
migrated from the bathroom. Tonight while wandering around I noticed
once in Jack’s Childcare backpack, one on a change table, another on the
kitchen table, and another (his favourite) on the arm of a couch.
Posted by Doug at 11:11 PM
Saturday, February 18, 2006
Has been another week of Jack not feeling quite
right, being extra clingy and at times quick to cry. I had suspected
teething, as at times he rubs his cheeks furiously and you can feel a
tooth at the front that seems very close to the surface. No teeth have
eventuated though. I am reluctant at any time to suggest his moods might
be 'teething' since it seems the common assumption for any grisly baby
from about 4 months onwards. Having said that, it is possible that it is
teeth moving around in the gums.
On a happier note, Jack now crawls over to the
glass door each morning as I have my shower (so doesn't stay put on his
activity mat). It is funny seeing his little face peering up at me. I
think he partly comes over to be closer to me, but also partly as he is
fascinated watching the water dripping down the shower door. It can be
challenging to get out of the shower with him pressed up against the
Had an enjoyable time taking Jack to Healesville
Sanctuary last Saturday. While he didn't appear to notice some of the
larger animals that were sleeping or resting in the shade, he did notice
and keenly observe some of the smaller animals and birds that were
moving about. This included echidnas, swimming platypus, ducks and
geese. He also looked intrigued around at the bushland setting, so a
reminder that taking him to places with interesting scenery is
worthwhile at this point.
I also managed to duck out briefly to a hen's
night that evening. Didn't stay long (with Doug having a splitting
headache and Jack's reluctance to go down at night other than sleeping
on me) but it was still refreshing to be out in the evening with a group
of women and a short space of 'non baby' time.
Jack enjoys his swimming lessons when held by me,
but is quick to be upset the few moments the instructors hold him. (Like
when I get in and out of the pool, and for one exercise where they put
the baby up on a floating mat to crawl towards their mothers). The
instructors commented this week it is more the 'separation anxiety' that
he cries about, than the activity of being on the floating mat itself,
since his face crumples the minute he is passed to them. This week, with
not feeling well, he got very upset and started screaming loudly in the
change room. It was one of my first times he has done this in public. It
made me feel very self-conscious and as if all eyes were on me. As Doug
reassured me later that all the other mothers in the room were probably
quietly sympathising and feeling glad that it wasn't their baby.
On Thursday Jack lasted all of 5 minutes in the
childcare room (with me still there) before starting to cry. I picked
him up and read him a couple of books, then moved him away from the
other babies to an area with musical instruments. Jack happily started
banging on drums and crawling about so after 15 mins left the room.
This time while in the other room for about 15 minutes he got upset - so
it felt rather strange not rush in there and comfort him, and to then
discreetly observe the carer carrying him about and getting him settled.
She did manage to do this fairly quickly, with Jack holding onto her
hair, and looking out the window as a distraction.
I was glad to see he did settle relatively quickly
and to observe that his cries brought prompt attention from the carer. I
then left for 40 minutes (at the carer's recommendation for length of
time) and once again did a quick shopping spree that simultaneously
served to distract my worrying and made productive use of the short
space of time. When I got back Jack was strapped into a pram holding one
of the books I had read him looking sad, but not tear-streaked or crying.
I gave him a cheery 'hello Jack', only for him to
look up and see me, then promptly burst into tears. He stopped crying
quickly when I picked him up, but he wouldn't look at me (which he
sometimes does to either Doug or I when he isn't entirely happy with
us). They said he had got upset 20 minutes after I left, but felt that
he had settled a lot quicker this week than the previous week (leaving
his dummy certainly would have helped in this regard). They suggested
just an hour or so again next week. Can only hope it gets easier for the
poor little guy over time. They did indicate some babies adjust
relatively quickly, while others will continue to cry every time they
are left right up until they are 4 or 5. Can only hope that Jack adjusts
sooner rather than later.
Grandma and Grandpa Quinn came to visit yesterday
afternoon, laden as usual with many gifts for Jack. Is Jack being
spoilt? Perhaps! However it is nice to have other people in his life
beside his parents that are happy to shower him with gifts and
attention. An extra special present was from Grandpa Quinn. He has taken
videos of my family all our lives, so had done some editing of all the
years of footage to produce a highlight 3-hour video. I think it will be
invaluable for Jack to watch this as he gets older - to see what his
mum, aunts and uncles were like as kids and growing up, and his
grandparents at younger ages. It will also be special for me to sit back
and watch all the footage. There was also an additional video capturing
some of the video footage of all the different grandchildren, including
some of Jack's first Christmas day, so this will also be wonderful to
have as memories. Grandpop and Grandma Carter are also coming down this
weekend for a visit. We do appreciate that both sets of grandparents are
making regular trips from the country to visit Jack, even with their
busy lives and multiple grandchildren.
Posted by Al at 10:42 AM
Monday, February 20, 2006
On Saturday afternoon, if we put him in position, Jack started to sit
On Sunday afternoon, Jack worked out how to get himself into a sitting
He sits with good balance, is able to turn, look about, reach for and
play with items, sit with legs apart or crossed. He stays up for as
long as he wants to. When he decides he wants to move he then topples
in the direction of the nearest hard toy, striking it with his head.
His crawling has also improved. He is still not at full steam
(thankfully), but the frog leaps have moved into a more half coordinated
stuttered crawl. I was watching him play today – he half crawled across
the mat, pick up a toy, roll over and played, roll over again and grab
another toy, crawl a bit more, push himself back into a sitting
position, played some more. It was amazing to watch.
Posted by Doug at 11:41 PM
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
Jack has been pretty happy the last few days – seemingly over his extra
antsy period. There is such a big difference in him.
Unfortunately at around the same time he has taken to vomiting a lot
more than usual. It doesn’t appear to be worrying him, aside
occasionally screwing his face up at the taste. It is of course worrying
us. It might just relate to how extra active he is, a stomach bug,
something his mum has eaten, something he has eaten, or a new “normal”.
You’d think that baby vomiting would be one of those things that was
well understood and documented – but it is rather vaguely covered. We
re-read the books, are doing some non-invasive things in response, and
keeping an extra eye on him. Basically though – we just have to wait and
watch. Oh, and do a lot more clothes washing.
Posted by Doug at 12:12 AM
Monday, February 27, 2006
The whole family has a cold at the moment. It is odd have a sore throat
and very runny nose on a 36 degree day.
Having a child brings a new dimension to the perception of sickness, and
I’m not just talking about the extra hard work. You start glaring at
people around you who are sick. Selfish so and so’s, don’t they know
that they might give me the bug, that I give to Al, that Al gives to
Jack, that makes life much more difficult?
Of course, with Jack being such a social butterfly, he is just as likely
to be the source of the bug.
Al rang the local district health nurse about Jack’s vomiting. The nurse
suggested he might be eating too much at each sitting. Al’s made some
adjustments and things have improved a bit, but not so much as to say
that was the answer.
We gave Jack his first teething rusk today. Wow - kept him quiet for
ages. The only issue is that we ended up with flecks of teething rusk
all over Jack’s face, hair, hands, clothes, and the rocker he was
sitting in. He seemed particularly taken with it though.
Jack’s crawling has improved a little, but he has ignored it a little
this week for two new activities - opening doors and climbing. I’ve had
extra washing to do this week after Jack learnt how to open the shower
door and forcefully climb in with his mum. I know several people
suggested Al shower with Jack to save time in the morning, but I don’t
think that was the way it was meant to happen. Jack has also taken to
crawling over and up objects – including Al. He enjoys clambering over
cushion obstacle courses that Al makes up for him.
Last of all - we are seeing signs of Jack understanding a few words.
When we say "bath time" a couple times he gets really excited - which is
something he doesn't do for any other word. (We chant "bath time, bath
time" over and over every time we give him a bath.) We are also
starting to see early signs that he is starting to associate "Dada" with
me, or at least the event of seeing me. That certainly gives you an
Posted by Doug at 12:34 AM
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
I turned the hot water on at 5am this morning to have a shave. I
waited, and waited, and waited. As I waited, I felt my shoulders slump.
Damn. No hot water.
I traipsed outside with a torch, opened the not so hot water system, and
tried to restart the pilot light. No sound of gas, no spark. My
shoulders slumped some more.
Finally I walked into the kitchen and with resignation checked the
stovetop. Yep, Gas.
Been through this drill before. I wonder if the builder of the house
realised his choice of hot water system would fail every couple of years
– a silly little copper thing called a thermo couple lead. $200 later
and we had hot water again.
Had a long 12 hour work day, and expect another tomorrow. Left me rather
annoyed – I detest doing extra because of someone else’s bad management.
No shower, long hours at work, bad management – all the ingredients of a
bad mood day.
With a baby in the house however you can’t really have a bad mood day.
Well – you have them – but you can’t really immerse yourself in them.
Aside the occasional short tired snipe between Al and myself, Jack has
never really seen anger. He has never heard yelling and screaming. He
has never had to deal with irrational moodiness. Of course, he deals out
all of those himself – but he is not actually faced with them. When do
you start to teach your child about anger – and how do you? Obviously it
is much too early now, but I guess it is important that we do.
Jack was particularly boisterous while we ate dinner tonight, demanding
we stop and give him our undivided attention. I turned and shushed him.
He frowned a little (he has only been shushed a couple times in his
life), and then continued to make his same exclamations at half volume.
It was pure coincidence, but Al and I both laughed. Jack handled the
situation perfectly without realising it. Defusing the situation while
still being able to voice his opinions.
I watched him watching a baby DVD tonight. He was lying there relatively
calmly, but was reacting to what was on the screen. Every time a
colourful puppet was shown he would get excited and vocalise. At catchy
music he would start to wave a toy or his dummy to the beat. At the
sight of other babies he would laugh. During long quiet times where
normal images were shown he would get fidgety and start to look around.
He really seems to have leaped forward in the last couple weeks – in
movement and in how he thinks. It is making life a little more difficult
for us, but it is also amazing to watch.
Posted by Doug at 12:15 AM
Jack has had major leaps forward in the movement
department over the past few weeks.
After awhile of only sitting when leaning right
forwards, he was suddenly able to sit up straight by himself. He then
quickly learnt to get to a sitting position from a crawl and back again
- although after lots of tumbles and quite a few tears.
Within a few days he then started trying to climb
up on me or our couches. He gets up on to his knees and reaches with his
hands. It has been truly remarkable to see this sudden development
spurt. Of course, it means we now constantly have to rearrange the house
to make things safer for him. He has also started to open and shut
drawers and cupboards, so they are next on the list to kid-proof.
He has quickly gone from crawling to the shower
and peering in, to opening and shutting the shower door, to finally
crawling into the shower with me.
One negative with all the crawling is that he gets
most upset when I try to change his nappy and clothes. He keeps trying
to roll over into a crawling position, and cries when I try to turn him
back over to change him.
We have loved watching his emerging sense of
'anticipation'. When we walk upstairs chanting 'bath time, bath time'
his whole body starts wriggling in excited anticipation, he gets a huge
grin on his face, and makes happy, delighted noises. It is a real joy to
see. He gets the same grin when I put one of his baby videos on. He now
also stops what he is doing when he hears the front door open when his
'daddy' arrives home from work, and gets excited to see him most days.
(Unless he is overtired, then only mum is of interest to him.)
He does have some 'negative' anticipation also.
Sometimes he associates me walking up the stairs, into the nursery or
into our bedroom with going to bed, and if he is not ready for sleep yet
he instantly cries to tell me so. (Even when sometimes that wasn't what
I was going in there for in first place!)
Last of all I’ve noticed that he remembers what is
in each room and what activities he does there. He starts reaching out
for things in my arms as soon as we enter rooms (for example a bottle he
plays with in downstairs bathroom). As soon as I put him down, he
crawls to the same thing of interest (such as the shower door in
Posted by Al at 10:09 AM