As I write, my tiny son is sitting in his chair next to me making little cooing and giggly noises, smiling at me, blowing little bubbles and occasionally depositing a little splat of surplus milk down the front of his bib. He’s trying to find his hands to chew on them but as he also likes pulling his hands up inside his sleeves he keeps getting a mouthful of babygro to his very evident surprise.
At first glance he seems very much as he was a fortnight ago, and I think as time goes on the changes in Pip are becoming a little more subtle. The occasional gurgle has turned into a full on conversation, and he’s definitely getting louder, and his smiles are still completely addictive, especially now he’s got that gorgeous round little baby double chin.
Looking back through my pictures I can see that the little haze of new hair has kept growing, it seems to be coming in the same mid brown as his newborn hair and it’s all soft and fuzzy. All that’s left of the original is a little band at the back of his head and a swirl on top that sticks up in all directions after his bath.
He’s still growing like a weed but not quite bursting out of a new size of babygro ever 30 seconds; right now he’s wearing the 3-6 month size although he looked very comfy and not at all drowned in a 6-9 month babygro last week. It’s funny though, as he gets towards the upper limits of the size he starts to get too tall for them, especially in the body, but also his feet get too big for the little feety bits. My girls don’t have particularly little feet; I nearly fell off my chair at Kitty’s last shoe fitting; but neither of them had big feet as a baby, they were always paddling around in their babygros, and it did seem to help give them a bit more length to play with too.
Happily my sister brought a huge bag of baby clothes when she came to play next week so we won’t have to resort to cutting the feet off to let Pip’s toes have some wiggle room!
And probably the biggest development is the gradual increase in his head control. We’re a way off him being able to hold his head up entirely unsupported, but he does like to have a little look around, especially if I’m holding him up to my shoulder. It’s all part and parcel of that next stage of babyhood when they start to become so much more interactive, and it’s lovely to see it approaching.
And if we’re in the mood for some mini milestones then as well as snoozing through most of his first Halloween, albeit adorably dressed as a pumpkin, he has also had his first bath with his sisters. The girls were both wonderful with him, pouring water on his tummy and brushing his head gently with wet hands, and I think he rather enjoyed being the focus of so much attention from all the nice smiley people.
Not a bad way to celebrate hitting double figures, even if a large part of me is seriously wondering where that time scampered off to!