Whenever Kitty comes home from nursery at the moment she’s got just one question for me (other than the inevitable “Did Daddy buy me a Milkybar?”); “What did you and Baby [Pip] do today Mummy?” I think she thinks we get up to lots of extraordinary swashbuckling adventures that we’re not sharing and she always seems rather disappointed with the reality of housework, nursing and lots and lots of baby cuddles.
So what has Pip been up to in the last couple of weeks? Well he’s still growing at a vast rate. As he hit his one month birthday he grew out of his 0-3 clothes most decidedly and I spent an hour or so looking through our bags of 3-6 month clothes pulling out the gender neutral ones and then looking through the small nephew’s handmedowns to find vests and babygros and sighing just a little bit over some very very cute summer outfits that that young man wore that probably aren’t going to work in October. In among our collection was a set of three babygros from Mamas & Papas that I’d bought for Kitty and she’d grown out of in a week, probably because (as I later discovered) their sizes run pretty small, to the extent that I’d stored them a size down for Elma. So now I have my 6 week old looking very cozy, not at all swamped, and possibly just starting to get a bit too tall for a babygro that genuinely says 6-9 months on the label – you can only laugh.
In looks I think he’s still very like Kitty as a baby, just a few months down the line. His eyes haven’t quite changed colour yet but they’re not like Elma’s were before they turned grey, let alone H’s bright blue so I think they’ll probably turn brown to match Kitty or my sort of greeny brown. He is however looking likely to be the first of my babies to loose his newborn hair; Kitty’s just spread out as she grew the most enormous cheeks and Elma always looked like a fluffy baby penguin. He’s doing the usual newborn trick of rubbing a patch on the back of his head, but he also seems to have a patch running across the top of his head that I think can only be from snuggling into the sling!
In the last week Pip has added to his repertoire and now as well as occasional smiles for Mummy, Daddy, the sisters and as a precursor to a really good burp, he’s also started to come out with the cutest little coos. It’s so funny driving along with the three of them in the back of the car, hearing a little noise and realising it’s Pip chatting away.
And in the spirit of the little man getting a bit bigger we fished out our jungle gym this week just to see what he’d make of it. Pip is quietly cautious about the whole thing. I think he likes having a bit of space to have a wriggle and he kicks his feet up and down on the crinkly leaf but it’s the big sisters who have really embraced its return (no surprises there). It means that I seem to have misplaced some of the bits and bobs that hang off the arch but I also got to see the pair of them lying quietly in it gazing at the changing lights as the rainforest chirruped around them – well if it’s too cloudy for star gazing!
When I started writing this I didn’t think much had really changed in the last fortnight, but it’s lovely to remember the little things, the tiny milestones and the subtle changes along the way; who knows what the next two weeks will bring.
(possibly my favourite picture of my boys to date!)