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Standing tall

Rose is generally an active baby, always happy to wriggle or wave her arms and legs around and generally have a good squirm.

Recently, however, this has developed into wanting to stand up.....seemingly all the time. Now I say stand up, but of course this does not mean entirely by herself - she needs our help. This is, of course, worse because she's fairly hefty these days and having to hold her up for ages gets a bit tiring. If you try to sit her down when she doesn't want to then you get a bit of grumbling.

I'm sure this is all good leg strengthening stuff and will lead to her running around in no time. It may even be good at making deborah and I much stronger. It'll be nice though when she can just do it without our help.

Happy standing!

Sleeping through

I've been quite reluctant to post this entry as I feel it'll tempt fate in a big way.

Oh well, here goes....

For the last few weeks rose has been more or less sleeping through the night. At first she was waking up at 5.30 or 6.00 but now it seems to be till at least 7.00 or (today) 8.30am.

This is all quite pleasant and civilized really, we could get used to it.

Reaching out

Rose has been able to get her hands in her mouth for a few weeks, but in the last few days she's been reaching further afield.



She now grabs her own feet (so far her favourite) and almost anything else within reach.

Off the scale....

Going solo

I'd done a few 'test drives' feeding Rose from the bottle, but this Sunday it was time for me to go it alone for an afternoon while Deborah had some time off.

Things started well, Rose watched me make myself a bit of lunch following which I gave her a little bath and then she had a bit of a nap.

It got to around three hours from her last feed and I was keen that she didn't get really hungry and irritable so I decided to wake her and give her a bottle. The sky around this time also went dark and rain started - I should have seen this as a sign.

I then spent the next two hours trying to feed Rose and she spent the next two hours variously screaming, crying and occasionally briefly sleeping. I could tell she was really hungry, it's just that she was just not keen on this new-fangled bottle thing that was being foisted on her.

I eventually had to call the cavalry (Deborah) back from her shopping and cinema expedition. Ironically, shortly before D got back, Rose took a bottle to no small relief from me.

Drinking from a bottle is a different action to a real boob and I think it takes some getting used to by Rose. As we do this more often, I'm sure it'll get easier.

Please let it get easier...

Hitting the bottle

We started this week giving Rose a bit of expressed milk using a bottle.



I have to say that I found it very empowering feeding my daughter, I finally feel that I can see to all her needs.

Also, as a brucey bonus Rose actually gets to see the person feeding her rather than just boob and arm. All the way through she just looks up at me with a steady and loving gaze. ahhhhh.

The next step is for Deborah to go out and we can have a father and daughter afternoon. Can't wait....

A day at the office

Rose had her first taste of work today when Deborah brought her into my office so I could show her off to my colleagues.

She was an absolute darling, awake, alert and cute and I couldn't have asked for more. I'm so pleased and proud of her and glad that my work-mates finally got to see the person I go on about so much.

Very pleasing day.