Has it really been a whole year since you came into our lives? In many ways it feels like you’ve always been here but in others time has vanished. You entered the world just one day late with much less drama than your sisters, after a super fast established labour on the most romantic day of the year.
Asides from having to have IV antibiotics for your first 48 hours, Daddy and I were relived that you were healthy. You happily started feeding right away, and have loved your milk ever since that first feed. You were almost named Freddy Valentine, but mummy got vetoed at the last minute.
You fed and slept perfectly for the first six months of your life, so well in fact that Mummy managed to write the first draft of her book in the early hours of the morning while you feasted on boobies and the rest of the house got their Zzzzz‘s.
Months 7-11 were more of a challenge as your sleep got worse and worse, until we moved you into your own room and stopped the night feeds. You were sleeping well until getting a nasty infection this week, but hopefully it’s on its way out now.
You’re a very cultured little man, and have been with us on numerous trips out and about including Battersea Children’s Zoo, the London Museums and Tower of London. We’re looking forward to using your brand new passport in May when we’ll be taking our first overseas holiday as a family of five to Greece.
You were on the move much faster than your sisters, and crawled at exactly eight months. Although you aren’t walking independently just yet, I don’t think it’s going to be long. You can stand for the count of ten, and are very sturdy on those chunky legs, whizzing around with your Brio trolley. You bring new meaning to the phrase ‘he’s into everything’ – daddy and I need eyes in the back of our heads most days.
Your appetite sky rocketed once sleep improved, and you often eat more than your sister who is three. You will happily chow down on anything you’re offered – including Mummy’s sauerkraut and Thai tom yum as long as it’s not too spicy. Such a refined palate for a young man. You’re also still very partial to mummy’s boobies, although breastfeeding feels like it’s coming to a bittersweet end. Two hour feeds every evening can only go on so long.
We’re all super excited about the party later, and hope that you enjoy it! No doubt you’ll be passed around from pillar to post and spoilt rotten.
PS – I hope you’ll forgive me in the years to come for the lack of memories jotted down in your baby record book. Thankfully this blog has documented all your milestones, because that book isn’t anywhere nearly as full as your sister’s books are!