Now you are three…

I can’t believe more than a year has passed since I wrote the post ‘As you turn two’. What a year it has been! And you have grown and changed so much darling. Looking back at last year’s birthday pictures, you look so small and your hair has yet to grow into the beautiful head full of long auburn waves it is today. You’re still yet to have your first ever haircut though!

Just writing this fills me with so much emotion. Your baby days seem long behind us now, and they were truly magical, wonderful days. You taught us how to be parents – you still are, every day teaching us more, of course. But you, our first-born, taught us what it was like to feel the all-encompassing love of a parent for their child. I know there are so, so many more magical moments yet to come. And a whole load of fun. And giggles. And cuddles. Now you are three We are so proud of the little girl you are fast becoming. There have been so many major milestones this last year and you have taken them all in your stride – moving to your much-loved big-girl’s bed, potty training and, most importantly, becoming a big sister when your baby brother arrived ten months ago. You’ve also now moved up into the oldest (gulp!) room at nursery, which you’ve absolutely loved.

As I started writing this you were sleeping peacefully on the sofa across from me – a rarity these days since you have generally dropped your daytime naps now. But you hadn’t been very well. You were just getting over a 24-hour sickness bug that had been doing the rounds. Peppa Pig birthday cakeWe knew you were coming down with it when you turned down the last piece of your Peppa Pig birthday cake. You never usually turn down cake! And, as we’re on the subject, it was a pretty spectacular cake. I don’t like to brag but Mummy and Daddy did a surprisingly good job of recreating your favourite TV character in icing form!

So now you are three. As you say yourself, you are ‘getting bigger’. And you can be fiercely independent. “No, I do it all by myself!” is a common phrase these days. You like have a go, to figure things out and copy us grown ups. You can get very cross if we try to help.

Yet sometimes you’ll ask – and it makes my heart lurch – “Am I still little?”. You like to play at being a baby. It’s your way of being like your little brother. You can be so cute with him. You often join him on the floor, crawling next to him. And while the two of you do already squabble sometimes, usually when you want the same toy, you have always accepted him as part of our little family, from the day we arrived home from hospital with him. We know that you love and care for him and that is so lovely to see. Birthday girl Favourite things…

So, what does our now three-year-old love most right now?

You’ve always been a girly girl, from way back when you first started to make your own choices. At nursery you loved playing with the dolls before we ever even had any in our house. And since you could barely walk you’ve loved pushing a buggy along. I try not to gender stereotype and, of course, you like plenty of other things too but you have always seemed to be naturally drawn to the pink end of the spectrum.

You love wearing dresses. I live in jeans but you now point-blank refuse to wear them even though so often you want to be like mummy. If you could, you’d wear a party frock every day. Maybe I’m just a scruff, hey! (I like to think casual). Anyway, you certainly have very strong opinions when it comes to getting dressed in the morning.

And you still love pretty much all footwear. Whereas some kids find it a major drama, shoe shopping is always a treat as far as you’re concerned!

On the subject of pink, the pink fairytale castle wendy house you got for your second birthday is still a firm favourite. Currently taking up half the ever-decreasing floor space in our living room. Anything princessy or sparkly usually goes down well and, despite Daddy’s aversion to everything Disney, the songs from Frozen have managed to penetrate these walls.

New loves include your birthday bike, pink (of course!) with a dolly seat on the back for Waa-Waa AKA Big Dolly (although as anyone familiar with Baby Annabel will know, she’s really not that big!). Since Christmas 2013, Waa-Waa has been your trusty sidekick and sometimes naughty alter ego, the toy you sleep with every night. You also adore Woolly, the musical spider, another birthday present, who sings you to sleep every night at the moment (your little brother is also partial to a bit of Woolly when times are desperate and nothing else will calm him!).

Food-wise, pizza and pasta remain top of your ideal menu. Followed by chocolate cake! And we’ve recently introduced you to the treat of hot chocolate when we’re out. What’s not to like?

The salmon encroute served up at nursery is probably lurking at the bottom, if not thrown on the floor. You refused it as a baby and it continues to get the thumbs down now although your baby brother demolished the same meal this week. We have yet to find a food he won’t eat! In fact, we’ve yet to find anything he won’t try to eat. Grass, sand, carpet, books… anything goes with that one. You were always that bit more discerning. And mashed potato is also a no-no at the moment. It makes you gag.

You love being outside, be it at nursery, the park or in the back garden. Inside, you love making houses, getting involved with cooking – especially cake! And you still love books and will ask us to read them one after another.

You love being with family, especially your grandparents and young cousins. Family gatherings are so much fun these days. And at nursery you have your little group of girly friends who you always talk about and look forward to seeing and playing with.

You’ve changed so much this last year. As a friend at church who hadn’t seen you for a several months told us only yesterday, you are gorgeous. Full of questions and curiosity. A little bit cheeky. A bit of a joker. And we love you so much. Happy belated third birthday!

Super Busy Mum
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Little Mister at nine months

Little Mister at 9 monthsSo, the Little Man is now just over nine months old . We’ve enjoyed a whole three quarters of a year in his wonderful company. And – deep breath – today is his first full day at nursery… Mummy may be feeling just a little bit emotional right now!

This morning, for the first time, we dropped both children off. I cried in the car park afterwards! I now have two whole days to myself before returning to work three days a week from Monday. The house is so quiet! I’m sitting drinking a coffee while typing at the laptop during daylight hours for the first time in ages. And I’m trying to resist the urge to call nursery and check he ate his breakfast ok! Hopefully he’ll be settling down for his nap now so I’ll at least give them a chance to see how that goes first. Little Mister in cot

Right now time seems to speed up yet also slow down at whim. On the one hand, it feels like he’s been here forever. Last summer and those blurry newborn days seem so long ago. The weeks pass so quickly. But it also feels like so much has happened between then and now that it can’t possibly have gone that fast.

At nine months, Little Mister is such a cheeky little chap. He makes us laugh all the time. He is loud and full of energy. Always busy, a real little explorer and incredibly nosy. Even nosier than his sister – and she doesn’t miss a trick.

He chatters, squeals, shouts and growls. A lot. The growling seems to be a bit of a speciality. There’s excited growling, especially when music is playing or he’s found something good to play with, and then there’s his trying to get to sleep growling. The latter is somewhat less appealing when it’s performed in the early hours.

He can now commando crawl at great speed across a room. If he spots something he wants, especially something he shouldn’t really have, he will launch himself forward to grab it. He’s also pretty good at reaching up and it won’t be long before he’ll be pulling himself up properly on the furniture.

While his sister was generally more calm and cautious, slow and steady, he wants to have everything, to be everywhere. Everything is a source of wonder. He has no fear! Peepo But he still loves a Mummy cuddle. I adore the way he comes over to me and puts up his chubby little hands up to be picked up. The way his little face lights up when I come back in the room. Yesterday he had been fine during his induction session at nursery but as soon as I came back he pushed his lunch aside, which he had been happily eating, and cried for me to come and get him from his highchair. I was touched (if not feeling just a bit guilty) that he chose me over food!

He now has five teeth, the latest ones being his top two and just a few days ago we realised a third bottom one had popped through, which probably explains why he woke up suddenly and was very upset the night before. He is a great eater and with his new gnashers is increasingly keen to feed himself more finger food. He rarely turns anything down but especially seems to enjoy a home-cooked, mashed up roast dinner. And he gets very animated about his favourite dessert, yogurt.

Jungle gym play

He loves the bath, which he and his sister generally now share. He’s always eager to get in, kicking his legs in excitement as we carry him through. He loves all the toys, is perfectly happy for us to pour cups of water over his head and his speciality is splashing with Little Miss. I can’t wait to take him swimming soon.

He and Little Miss are getting a bit better at playing together these days. She will get down on the floor and crawl with him, which is very cute. And yesterday she was desperate for him to join her in her pink fairy castle wendy house! Hopefully as they get older they will become real little buddies.

So what else has he been up to since his last update at seven months? Well, the end of February saw a very special day, his Baptism. We all attend the local church we were married in and his sister was also Baptised there at a similar age so it was lovely to welcome him into the church family and share the occasion with our relatives and friends.

Little Mister

He took it all in his stride. No tears! Clearly he loves water. If he could have touched it, or better still got in and splashed he probably would have!

That said, we had wondered how happy he would be on the day as he had been very suspicious of the vicar when he came to visit us at home. I think it may have been a beard and/or black-framed glasses issue! Both our children have seemed to have a bit of a dislike for these, especially when in combo! Either way, he’d looked terrified and burst into tears on that home visit – how to make someone feel incredibly guilty! But when it came to the big day, that particular vicar was unwell (hopefully nothing to do with my offspring!) and the other vicar, who is probably a more familiar and definitely un-bearded face, stepped in.

We had a lovely little gathering afterwards and he received some beautiful gifts, which both he and his sister loved unwrapping. A special mention also to my talented mother-in-law, who once again made us a beautiful and very, very moreish Christening cake.

March saw another landmark in any baby’s life, his first go on a swing! Needless to say, our little daredevil loved it and the higher you push him the more likely he is to squeal with delight. His sister has also enjoyed having a go at pushing him. It makes trips to the park much more fun, although when we’re a trio the logistics are a starting to get a bit more complex.First swingThe end of March saw our first family mini-break, a trip to Peppa Pig World to mark his sister’s third birthday – more on those events to come in another post! He enjoyed the rides, of course, but was a bit less enamoured by the unfamiliar travel cot on our first night away.

Late March/early April is always going to be a busy but wonderful time for celebrations. There are now three family birthdays; Little Miss, mine two days later and also one of his cousins around the same time. Then it’s Easter. I couldn’t resist the blue bunny ears for his first Easter! His sister had pink and I somehow ended up in a spare pair of white ones my mum brought down. They look especially fetching worn with pyjamas!Easter bunny

All in all, it’s been a busy few weeks and life as we know it is all set to change yet again now I’m going back to work. My baby boy is getting bigger and more able all the time and I know that nursery will keep him fantastically entertained on the two days he’s there. I’m looking forward to summertime activities with our little clan – last year I was hugely pregnant for half of it. I want to grab every opportunity for fun and treasure every little moment as I know they pass fast. But for now, at least, he’s still my big-little baby!
Sleepy Little Mister

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Baking with a toddler for Valentine’s Day

Something pretty amazing happened in our house last week. Wait for it… I did some baking! With the toddler! Twice!

Baking with a toddlerFor me this is pretty much reaching the pinnacle of domestic achievement. I am one of those people who loves the idea of baking but the reality is that I’m not a very confident, or patient, cook so it rarely happens. And throwing a toddler into the mix (not literally, that would be cruel!) when trying to create anything edible is a whole new ball game. But I did it and, amazingly, it was a success. Enjoyable even. I could almost high-five myself as I type!

Ok so our first culinary creation, made last Monday, did use a packet mix and was one we’d done once before but it was a great confidence builder – for me not the toddler! Peppa Pig Muddy Puddle Cup Cakes went down well with Little Miss the first time we made them and the ready-to-go dry mix does make everything so much quicker. It’s an ideal option when time is a bit tight and I would definitely recommend them, especially if you’re new to the joys of baking with a two-year-old. Mine is now starting to learn the art of waiting for food to cook but the first time we made them she kept asking ‘are they ready yet’ from the moment I tore open the box! Start simple I say.

Having emerged from that baking session unscathed I wanted us to make something a bit special for Daddy for Valentine’s Day. My husband is a whizz in the kitchen and pretty much does all of the ‘proper’ cooking for us. I’m great at sticking things in the oven, reheating stuff or putting on a pan of pasta or veg but that’s largely where my talents end. So me doing baking for him is something that shows a bit of thought and effort on my part. I hope.

And what says ‘I love and appreciate you’ better than a batch of handmade gingerbread hearts, lovingly made and decorated with a toddler who may have licked the icing on several of them and coughed over the rest?!

On a serious note though, I do want Little Miss to learn how to prepare food properly. I want her to enjoy being in the kitchen and to grow up feeling more confident than I have about cooking. And I want us to have fun together. Our two little baking sessions have been as much about me learning as they have her. I want to get better at this sort of thing and set a positive example. I have happy memories of making fairy cakes with my own mother.

So we made gingerbread. Little Miss enjoyed helping to weigh all the ingredients out with me. She loved smelling the ginger and cinnamon and stirring things in. I refused her request to ‘do the egg’. I’m not ready for that! And she did keep spilling the mixture everywhere and I kept sweeping it back into the bowl only to have to do it again seconds later. But she was happy, engaged and entertained for a good hour or so.

I’m pretty sure her wandering fingers interfered with our electronic scales at some point though because let’s just say that when I came to start rolling out the dough we had a few ‘issues’. The old me would have panicked, chucked the lot in the bin in a huff and gone to the shops but now I couldn’t let me little girl down by giving up. So I took a deep breath, took a punt on rectifying it and hoped for the best. I had no idea quite how what we put in the oven was going to turn out but, as luck would have it, it emerged perfectly edible. Tasty even.  Another lesson learned.

While our biscuits were cooking, it was lovely to watch Little Miss playing with the leftover dough. She was very protective of it and divided it up into little pieces, talking to herself about making cake for her dolly. So cute!

We then made up some pink icing and got all the sprinkles out of the cupboard for some serious decorating. And voila!

Gingerbread hearts

And I was brave enough to do all this on Friday 13th!

Mini Creations

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Caught in the act!

The Boy is becoming something of a changing mat nuisance. I’m constantly having to try and devise ways to distract him long enough to keep him (a) on his back and on the mat (b) keep his wandering hands at bay.The scene below unfolded in the seconds it took to put a dirty nappy in the bin. I let my guard down and forgot to put the lid back on the changing supplies box. On my return he’d flipped himself off the mat (shoved to one side in disdain) and was making his excited ‘I’ve-got-something-I-shouldn’t-have’ noise while waving a Pampers in the air and stuffing another one in his mouth! He can’t crawl quite yet. I am proper afraid of what he will be able to do/eat/destroy once he’s really on the move!

Nappies everywhere

brummymummyof2
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Not his six-month birthday!

I had been meaning to post a six-month update on our Little Mister but as his half-birthday was on New Year’s Day it didn’t happen. So I thought I’d save it for his seven-month birthday a few days ago.

I can’t quite believe our happy little man is already seven months old! He’s changed such a lot in the last few weeks. Given his size – 9.5lb at birth – he was never going to stay a teeny tiny newborn for very long. Now, at more than 21lb, he seems to get stronger every day and he’s desperate to be on the move!

Seven months collage

He’s not quite crawling yet. He certainly has the upper body strength – and we’ve already caught him reaching up pretty high while balanced on one elbow – but he hasn’t worked out what to do with his legs. Once he does, we’re in for trouble! He has already discovered the low down drawers in our living room.

His cheeky character continues to develop. He loves being on the floor, exploring, playing and trying to get his hands (and invariably mouth) on his sister’s toys. Little Miss is fairly tolerant but we are now hearing regular disgruntled shouts of “no, he’s ruining it!”. Plenty more of that to come I’m sure. He’s certainly not the most polite guest when it comes to her pretend picnics! Smash and grab pretty much sums up his style.

He’s now finding his voice much more as well and loudly objects to being removed from the scene of his more prohibited explorations. And if his sister snatches something away from him he will screw up his little face and do a full-on cry in protest. His angry face is actually very cute!

Also on the vocal side is his growl. This can be the funniest or most annoying noise depending on the time of day. He’ll growl when he’s excited or really enjoying himself. He also growls himself to sleep. And he also growls to resettle himself if he stirs in the middle of the night. While I suppose it’s preferable to inconsolable crying, it would have been nice if he could have discovered a different self-soothing technique – it’s like trying to sleep next to a baby lion sometimes. Usually his eyes aren’t even open. Mine, obviously, are though. Grrrrr!

Of course, all is forgiven when first thing in the morning he looks up at me all smiles, flapping his arms in delight. He is now starting to hold his arms up towards me to be picked up, which is so lovely.

He also now sits very well and is generally pretty steady on his own. One of my highlights from the last month has been how he is able to join in so well at the music group we go to on Mondays. He absolutely adores the parachute play and very happily sits on his own next to me and Little Miss and helps shake it (combined with trying to eat it, of course!). And his sister’s reaction to his new abilities is lovely too. She is delighted he is joining in with her.

We started weaning just after Christmas and, as you might guess for a boy his size, he’s taken very well to solid food. We’re probably more confident too this time around and he’s definitely progressed to three good meals a day much quicker than his sister did. She’s never been a bad eater but her first spoonfuls of baby rice were spat straight back out whereas he finished a small bowl on his first sitting!

It’s lovely that we are now able to sit together at the table for family meals and Little Miss likes to feed him the odd spoonful. She also loves to feed her beloved dolly in the highchair she got for Christmas. In fact, so much of her play at the moment seems to be inspired by what her baby brother is doing.

And despite the odd grumble, Little Miss is genuinely affectionate with him. She always likes to cuddle him before bed, often holds his hand and today at lunch I came back to find the pair of them at the table giggling at one another. So sweet and long may it last!

Super Busy Mum
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