Now Joseph has been able to sit up since four months old and sit alone quite safely from six months, but I've just discovered he doesn't like sitting up much, he's happier lying down on his back!
I noticed that he seemed happy to stay lying after his nappy change so today I just left him there and he's been quiet for ages. He's got all his toys around him and keeps picking different things up. I've not known him go so long without moaning for ages.
It's funny but when he's sitting on my lap he's always trying to lie back too, I often sit with him sprawled out accross my knees, and he's even happier if he can hang his head down backwards.
He's still got no interest in crawling or taking his own weight on his feet, lift him up and he goes floppy. Maybe I've given birth to a rag doll? The paranoid mummy in me keeps thinking there is something wrong with him, but the sensible mum of five head tells me to just keep watching and give him time. I already have a long list for the health visitor at his first year check up.
Friday, 27 May 2011
Thursday, 5 May 2011
Oh My!
I love my little man, I really really do, he's gorgeous and funny and smells devine. Nothing makes me happier than cuddling him in my arms.....
but....
he does cry so much, I mean all day long, and mostly for no reason I can see. I've tried everything but I just can't figure him out. He feeds well and loves his food, but I can't feed him all day long just to keep him happy. He likes going out in his pushchair, but I can't push him around all day long just to keep him happy.
He doesn't sleep much either. In fact he won't sleep at all unless I'm in smelling distance. I don't have to be touching him but if I move away he'll wake and he'll cry. I've taken to having him downstairs with me all evening until I go to bed, and then he sleeps in bed with me. It's the only way to get any sleep at all. It's not like I can leave him to cry it out if I wanted to, not when he has to share with his sisters.
He reminds me so much of Craige in so many ways. Craige was my first so I thought it was normal for a baby to be so damn miserable all the time, until I had his sister seventeen months later and she was a little angel. All my girls have been great, apart from Lucy, who had bad colic and was a bad sleeper but she's ok now.
It's getting me down so much. I have so many other things going on at the moment that I can't handle the stress of a crying baby. It's not that I don't give him enough attention, we do loads together, but I'm not allowed to do anything else at all, ever, if I'm not giving Joseph attention then Joseph his crying his little head off.
please, please, please let it be a phase he'll grow out of very soon.
but....
he does cry so much, I mean all day long, and mostly for no reason I can see. I've tried everything but I just can't figure him out. He feeds well and loves his food, but I can't feed him all day long just to keep him happy. He likes going out in his pushchair, but I can't push him around all day long just to keep him happy.
He doesn't sleep much either. In fact he won't sleep at all unless I'm in smelling distance. I don't have to be touching him but if I move away he'll wake and he'll cry. I've taken to having him downstairs with me all evening until I go to bed, and then he sleeps in bed with me. It's the only way to get any sleep at all. It's not like I can leave him to cry it out if I wanted to, not when he has to share with his sisters.
He reminds me so much of Craige in so many ways. Craige was my first so I thought it was normal for a baby to be so damn miserable all the time, until I had his sister seventeen months later and she was a little angel. All my girls have been great, apart from Lucy, who had bad colic and was a bad sleeper but she's ok now.
It's getting me down so much. I have so many other things going on at the moment that I can't handle the stress of a crying baby. It's not that I don't give him enough attention, we do loads together, but I'm not allowed to do anything else at all, ever, if I'm not giving Joseph attention then Joseph his crying his little head off.
please, please, please let it be a phase he'll grow out of very soon.
Saturday, 23 April 2011
Monday, 11 April 2011
8 Months!
Joseph is now 8 months old and he has 5 teeth. He can sit, say mama and baba, has a great pincher hold and feeds really well. He still shows no sign of crawling yet, or sleeping through the night.
Currently he has a virus. I took him to the dr today because he has had a fever since yesterday morning which I haven't been able to lower. He's a little moody but still feeding a little and filling his nappies so nothing to major going on. Fingers crossed he's better tomorrow. I get scared he's going to have a febrile convulsion. Leila had one when she was smaller and it scared me half to death, even knowing what it was and that they are generally harmless, they are still really scary and not an experience I'd wish on any parent.
Lucy and Leila are off school for 2 1/2 weeks now. I'm hoping the weather holds out for some of it so we can make use of the garden. Daddy was in the garden with Joseph the other day, he was playing his guitar and singing. Lucy was in the house and Leila came in and asked her if she wanted to go out to play.
Lucy said "no"
Leila said "why, is it because daddy is singing?"
Lucy replied "yes, he's really playing me up!"
Currently he has a virus. I took him to the dr today because he has had a fever since yesterday morning which I haven't been able to lower. He's a little moody but still feeding a little and filling his nappies so nothing to major going on. Fingers crossed he's better tomorrow. I get scared he's going to have a febrile convulsion. Leila had one when she was smaller and it scared me half to death, even knowing what it was and that they are generally harmless, they are still really scary and not an experience I'd wish on any parent.
Lucy and Leila are off school for 2 1/2 weeks now. I'm hoping the weather holds out for some of it so we can make use of the garden. Daddy was in the garden with Joseph the other day, he was playing his guitar and singing. Lucy was in the house and Leila came in and asked her if she wanted to go out to play.
Lucy said "no"
Leila said "why, is it because daddy is singing?"
Lucy replied "yes, he's really playing me up!"
Friday, 1 April 2011
Bonnets and things
We had a letter from the school asking the children to make a bonnet for the Easter parade next week. Lucy (5) asks "mummy, can I have a proper bonnet this time instead of one made of cereal boxes?" I replied " But Lucy you won first prize with that bonnet"
Lucy " yes mummy, but I would like someone else to win first prize this time"
As for the little man, he's pulling himself up into sitting position now, and quickly growing too big for his crib so I'll have to get a cot soon.
He will not put his feet down and stand, he's still really floppy, and there is no attempts at crawling yet.
Lucy " yes mummy, but I would like someone else to win first prize this time"
He will not put his feet down and stand, he's still really floppy, and there is no attempts at crawling yet.
Friday, 25 March 2011
The First Word
Joseph said his first word yesterday (and now he won't stop saying it)
and what was his first word?
Drum roll please............... mama
He's the first of all my kids to say mama first, it's always been dada before.
I'm one really happy mama now :-)
Trying to ignore the fact that he calls just about everyone 'mama' not just me :-)
and what was his first word?
Drum roll please............... mama
He's the first of all my kids to say mama first, it's always been dada before.
I'm one really happy mama now :-)
Trying to ignore the fact that he calls just about everyone 'mama' not just me :-)
Wednesday, 16 March 2011
The Whole Five
when I tell people how many kids I have I always get raised eyebrows and comments. It didn't happen when I had two, or three or four so it only starts when you get to five. It probably continues after that but I'm not willing to test that theory.
Most of the comments are along the lines 'oh, you've got your hands full then' or 'I don't know how you cope' but they don't really apply to me. I like to think I cooked my kids in two batches. The first two came along in my 20's with my first husband. A boy and a girl, the perfect mix. Sometimes I was asked if I was going to have more but mostly people where satisfied that two was just right, especially as they were one of each kind. In my heart I always longed for more, but it wasn't to be, well not then anyway.
When my two babies where teenagers and their daddy was long gone I met a new man who didn't have kids. We decided to try for a baby and ended up with three! The first one was a long time coming and I thought that maybe because I was getting on a bit then maybe it was a little too late. I was wrong though and baby number three was born just before my 40th birthday. I'd always said that I wouldn't have a baby after 40 but the urge to have another was too much so baby number four came along when I was 41. There wasn't going to be a baby number five. We didn't plan another one but I did say one night that if the girls had bunk beds there would be room for another cot. Six weeks later I was pregnant!
So, we get past the raised eyebrows of the five kids, we get past the comments of my being a supermum coping with five little ones, but there is still the element of shock when people realise how old I am. It starts with the shock that my eldest is in his 20's, but of course I could have had him at 16, but I didn't, and now I've just had three children in my 40's. Hey, I always wanted to be a rebel!
Most of the comments are along the lines 'oh, you've got your hands full then' or 'I don't know how you cope' but they don't really apply to me. I like to think I cooked my kids in two batches. The first two came along in my 20's with my first husband. A boy and a girl, the perfect mix. Sometimes I was asked if I was going to have more but mostly people where satisfied that two was just right, especially as they were one of each kind. In my heart I always longed for more, but it wasn't to be, well not then anyway.
When my two babies where teenagers and their daddy was long gone I met a new man who didn't have kids. We decided to try for a baby and ended up with three! The first one was a long time coming and I thought that maybe because I was getting on a bit then maybe it was a little too late. I was wrong though and baby number three was born just before my 40th birthday. I'd always said that I wouldn't have a baby after 40 but the urge to have another was too much so baby number four came along when I was 41. There wasn't going to be a baby number five. We didn't plan another one but I did say one night that if the girls had bunk beds there would be room for another cot. Six weeks later I was pregnant!
So, we get past the raised eyebrows of the five kids, we get past the comments of my being a supermum coping with five little ones, but there is still the element of shock when people realise how old I am. It starts with the shock that my eldest is in his 20's, but of course I could have had him at 16, but I didn't, and now I've just had three children in my 40's. Hey, I always wanted to be a rebel!
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