Monday 14 March 2011

A trip to the playground with Mummy and Granny

We thought it would be nice for Zeph to try out his new shoes, so after feeding the ducks in the park we visited the little playground.

He loves swings.

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"I can see Granny!"

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These rope bridges really aren't meant for use by little people. I didn't drop him, though. (Just about!)

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"Soos!"

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Granny stops Zeph going to where the big kids are running about.

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The only problem with his shoes is that they grip the slide rather too well!

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Zeph heads off in a determined fashion.

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He's aiming for bigger and better climbing frames!

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He has so much fun on playground equipment, but his enthusiasm tends to outweigh his abilities. He'd better get plenty of practising in before the summer, since I want to take him here!

Wednesday 16 February 2011

I forgot some things...

He also says...

cudda (cuddle)
ki' (kiss)
look (either triumphantly to show you something clever he's done, or demandingly when he needs you to reach a toy for him)
soo (shoe)

He can tell you what a wolf says too.

Zeph's fish impression



and his pirate one!

Tuesday 1 February 2011

Oh, The Things Zeph Can Do!

At 14 months, Zeph is very verbal. He understands a lot more than he can say, but he uses quite a few words.
In approximate order of appearance -

panda
Mama
Dada
Gaggy (Granny)
Gaga (Grandpa)
CA! (cat)
DoG! (said just like that!)
gain (again)
caa (car)
cu' (cup - of water)
A-goo (thank you)
gook (book)
peese (please)
dink (drink - his cup of milk)
yea! & ess! (yes)
uh! - (up)
duck
oops!
uh-oh

He can tell you what a pirate, fish, dog and duck say.

Also, he can:

Crawl
Walk by cruising round the furniture
Take a few steps on his own
Find lost toys by looking under furniture
Look through books on his own, turning pages one at a time
Stack blocks
Fit a set of nesting beakers together
Feed himself with a spoon (not very well, though!)
Do pull-ups on the stairgate

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Sunday 5 December 2010

The First Year

I can hardly believe that a whole year's gone by! In some ways it seems like no time at all since last Christmas, when Zeph was such a tiny wee baby, but it also feels like I've had him for ever. I love watching him grow and develop and learn, and I think he'll have a lovely time this Christmas, with so much to see and discover!

We tried to take a photo on the 18th of each month, although we sometimes forgot, so these pictures are a pretty good month-by-month look at Zeph through his first year.

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Friday 24 September 2010

Troll Baby!

Zeph's usually such a cute baby, but occasionally he manages to pull some very unattractive faces. I don't know if you remember those troll dolls that were really popular a while ago (and when I say 'a while', probably 20 years or so), but today Zeph ended up looking scarily like one!

To refresh your memory, a troll doll...

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...and this was Zeph today.

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See what I mean? Mind you, sometimes he's a cute little pixie instead.

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Whichever, I still love him!

Saturday 15 May 2010

Hospital update

Zeph's appointment went well. When we got there he was weighed and measured, then after a short wait we were called in to see the paediatrician. She went over his medical history, discussed his feeding habits then she gave him a thorough examination.

The result of all this was that he is most likely fine! Apparently breastfed babies often grow slower at this point in their development and he may just be a small baby. She advised starting him on solids right away, which we were planning anyway, so last night he had his first try of proper food. (Well, I wouldn't count baby rice as proper food, but then I'm not a baby!)

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Tomorrow we'll try him on puréed carrot and see how that goes!

Tuesday 11 May 2010

In which Zeph is rather small, and also goes swimming for the first time

We have an appointment to take Zeph back to Sick Kids on Friday. His weight gain has never really been great. He regained his birth weight quickly enough, but since then he's had a steady but slow gain. A few weeks ago he didn't put on anything for a fortnight, put on double the amount the next two weeks and is now gaining very little. He's been really weird about feeding since he had a really nasty cold. Sometimes he refuses to feed from one side or the other, and this is leading me to have problems with my milk supply. The health visitor thinks that his slow gain is probably because he's a very active baby, but she and the doctor would like him to get a complete check at their clinic.
Other than that his development is fine. He's learned to roll from his front to his back, and tries really hard to roll the other way. He can pull himself up to a standing position and keep himself upright.

He's hugely social (like his daddy...) and makes friends wherever he goes - the parenting group at the clinic, the Rhymetime sessions at the library, everywhere! We meet up with the other mums from our antenatal class at least once a month, and Zeph is rather enamoured with Flora, the only girl born to the group. When we met a month ago Zeph was desperately trying to climb over to see her, stroking her arm and trying to hold her hand. She pulled back with a look of 'You're being a bit forward!' and Zeph turned his attentions to Flora's mother instead, holding her hand and 'talking' to her!


Today Chris had the day off work so we finally took the plunge (I'd apologise for the pun but I'm not at all sorry!) and took Zeph swimming for the first time. We were really unsure how he'd like it - he likes going in the bath with us, but that water is a lot warmer! Things were fine at first...

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... but went rapidly downhill when the showers before the pool went cold. I think that even the most good-natured baby would scream at a strong jet of cold water in the face! Things didn't improve much when we got Zeph into the pool. The water wasn't very warm, and although he gradually stopped crying he soon started getting quite cold. When we noticed that his hands and arms were going grey we quickly got out of the pool and I went and stood under the (now nice and warm) showers with the boy to let him warm up. As he got dressed he fussed less and less, and while we were dressing he just lay on the nappy changing table, sucking his soother and giving us pointed looks!

I think we managed about ten minutes in the pool, which is probably enough for a first go, and we're going to try to take him swimming regularly. There's also parent and baby sessions too, which might be fun.

I'll post an update after his hospital appointment.