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18/09/2014

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Three Weeks of a Little Pip

18/09/2014

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It’s been a week of smiles and milk. Lots of milk.

In my eyes our tiny Pip still looks remarkably like a newborn Kitty. All three of my children have looked extraordinarily like mini versions of H at birth, without even a hint of my genetics getting a look in, but Elma had a bit more hair, and there’s just something in his expressions that makes Pip just seem that little bit more like his biggest of big sisters.

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And I think in among those expressions might just be his smile.  There’ve been a few times in the past week where I’ve been certain that his eyes were smiling at me, even if the mouth was only twitching to catch up, and then a couple of absolutely full on gorgeous beams of sunshiny smile that I refuse to believe were just gas.  Gas makes him pull a face like Churchill and look every inch a scrumpled up little old man.

Whatever the cause, the entire family have now devoted all of their efforts to provoking more tiny Pip smiles so I’m sure there are lots more to come.

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He seems to love watching all of our faces as we make funny faces and smiles at him anyway, and this week he met his Grandad, Grandma and Auntie A for the very first time, so he’s added a few more faces to his collection.

this is the week where we’re first starting to see some of that very very new newborn fade.  Pip was back above his birth weight last week, and is continuing to march his way up the 91st centile, and with that comes the arrival of the baby chub.  Very very gently he’s starting to unfurl and fill out a bit; there’s a little roundness in his face, and where once we had to roll up the sleeves on his 0-3 month babygros because they were just so big around the middle that his arms were getting lost, now they’re just comfortably baggy, and the sleeves end where they should.

Space for the Butterflies - an eclectic handmade family life

Actually, when I look at him stretching all out and pointing his toes I’m beginning to wonder how much longer he’s going to be in that size.  From memory the girls were only in their first size for a few weeks and I can’t imagine Pip is going to buck that trend.  If he grows too quickly though I’m going straight back to the shop for his current babygros in the next size up; they’re just too cute for me to be ready to be done with them, even if I have to cheat to make it happen (I did it with Elma and a babygro covered in pink elephants and I don’t regret it for a second!).

It’s proof at least that all the milk is doing something, and that’s always reassuring.  I’m led to believe that it is possible to have a baby that doesn’t deal with a surfeit of milk by returning it straight to sender but our boy, like his sisters before him, is not one of them, and is developing a serious knack for christening his parents with anything he doesn’t feel he needs to digest right now.  I’ve never been big on fashion or style at the best of times but even I’m not sure anyone can really rock the ‘hastily mopped up baby milk’ smudges all over the jumper look and the faint but all pervading odour that goes with it.  We get through a lot of muslins in this house.

But most importantly Pip doesn’t seem bothered by it, just slightly bemused.  I remember when it was Kitty being really worried that with all of this milk coming back out, how could any possibly be getting through (despite a body of evidence to the contrary from her nappies) until I read the suggestion to take a tablespoon of cows’ milk from your fridge and throw it in your sink just to see how much mess a relatively small amount of milk can make (try it and you’ll see what I mean).

Space for the Butterflies - an eclectic handmade family life

Two children down the line and as long as Pip is happy, bright eyed, bushy tailed, and producing enough nappies to keep me on my toes the only issue is whether I will ever wear a shirt that doesn’t smell of milk.

The only thing that I have found that made a difference was for me to cut dairy out of my diet so I’m bidding a fond farewell to ice cream and cheese (again) and hoping that it keeps us all a bit cleaner and drier.

And the big question of sleep? Well he sleeps exactly like a newborn ought to! And for Pip that means sleeping when he feels tired during the day, cluster feeding during the evening, and then settling down for a good snooze; he’s usually awake for a feed sometime between 2 and 3 and then up again between 5 and 6. There are nights when it all goes out the window and I’m pretty sure that between all of the children I don’t actually get to go to bed but they’re few and far between thankfully!

But for all the changes this week he’s still my little little boy who loves his cuddles. He falls asleep in my arms with such an expression of contentment (and a little bit milk drunk) and he will always snuggle down for a snooze if I pop him in the sling.

My gorgeous Pip. Just don’t grow too fast too soon ok, I’m doing my best to keep up but there’s definitely a part of me that wants you to stay my tiny baby for just that little bit longer!

Space for the Butterflies - an eclectic handmade family life

Oh and for the record he does own more than one babygro – I just always seem to get the chance to take pictures at the same stage in the laundry cycle!