Louis is now almost 15 months old, and says words like "up", "hat", "bath", "cup", "dog", "brrrrm-brrrrm" for car, "keys", "bubble", "bor" for ball, that old kiddie staple "nana" for banana, "ba-oon" for balloon, and a few others I can't remember at the moment, and the vital "dadda", but there's one word missing .... and that's mumma.
Where's my name gone, goddammit?
He certainly knows it, because I chatter constantly about myself in the third person, as in "mummy wants the keys, can Louis give them to her?" etcetera.
In fact, that's a mild example of the way I carry on, because there's no way I'm going to admit how irritatingly sing-song I sound when I'm hanging out with Louis.
But hey, I'm the one who spends the most time with him by a long shot. So where's my name gone, baby boy, and how many swords do I have to swallow to hear you say it?
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Because I hate organising photos...
... Katja is still taking them for me.
I enjoy taking photos.
What I hate is transferring photos from the camera to the computer, opening them in Photoshop and renaming and filing them, fixing the levels, cropping the images, checking the saturation and hue, making sure I don't overwrite something ..... and .... zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Yeah. That's my excuse for why I'm pillaging Katja's photo collection.
Also, I take very ordinary photos compared to her. The above was taken in the Botanical Gardens on a golden autumn afternoon last week.
Everyone say awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Post-breastfeeding
Another image courtesy of Katja. I keep telling her she should go into business as a photographer. When I was breastfeeding, it felt perfectly normal and natural and I couldn't really remember not doing it.
Now, a few weeks have passed since I weaned, and I find I'm kind of icked out by breastfeeding, just like I was before I started.
I can't imagine putting a baby or toddler to my breast to feed, not even Louis. Yech! It seems impossible to me I was breastfeeding barely six weeks ago.
I wonder if this failure of imagination might be partly why some women become Judgey McJudgerson when it comes to breastfeeding - women who are breastfeeding can't truly imagine not doing it, and women who aren't find the physical reality of breastfeeding impossible to really picture, the same way it's impossible to truly imagine being cold when you're feeling hot, and vice versa.
I'm blaming the hormones. Totally bizarre.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
We're done
We're fully weaned, as of March 24, which was Tuesday.
On the Monday morning, he woke as usual at 6amish, I put him to my breast and he sucked a little, is all, not particularly insistent about it. So I took him off, gave him some water and put him back to bed and he slept again.
The next morning, he woke at 6am so Justin went in and gave him water, and he went back to sleep, forgoing the breastfeed. Last night, just the same, so I guess we're done.
And I thought it was going to be traumatic! It's been so slow, I've barely noticed it.
Twice now on Monday and Tuesday, Louis got fussy and tugged at my top, but when distracted, he forgot about it. Now he drinks a cup of milk at night before bed.
Guess my little baby is really a toddler now.
On the Monday morning, he woke as usual at 6amish, I put him to my breast and he sucked a little, is all, not particularly insistent about it. So I took him off, gave him some water and put him back to bed and he slept again.
The next morning, he woke at 6am so Justin went in and gave him water, and he went back to sleep, forgoing the breastfeed. Last night, just the same, so I guess we're done.
And I thought it was going to be traumatic! It's been so slow, I've barely noticed it.
Twice now on Monday and Tuesday, Louis got fussy and tugged at my top, but when distracted, he forgot about it. Now he drinks a cup of milk at night before bed.
Guess my little baby is really a toddler now.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Drama at the playground in five acts
Don't take that big, pointy stick away from me!
Give me back MY STICK! 
Stickstickstickstickstickstickstickstickstickstickstickstickstickstickstickstickstick!
OK yeah, I'll have that apple then.
Appleappleappleappleappleappleappleappleappleappleapple. Oh look, swings! Appleappleappleapple...Sunday, March 8, 2009
Weaning
I wasn't prepared for it, I'd been ambivalent about it, I hadn't decided to do it for sure .... but Louis and I are weaning. At least, Louis seems to have decided he's going to wean.
It's been happening for some weeks now, although I've been pretending it hasn't.
Two months ago, Louis started to become less and less interested in his lunch-time breastfeed, and so it was easily dropped. Now he has a little cup of cow's milk before his big nap.
So we were left with the 6.30pm breastfeed before bed, and a morning breastfeed at about 5am, after which Louis would go back to sleep until 7am.
Well. For the last few nights, Louis has been waking at 5am but going back to sleep with a sip of water and a pat. Or, like he did last night, waking at 6am before crying for attention.
So I've simply got him up and started the day with a cup of cow's milk instead of the 5am breastfeed. He may want this morning breastfeed again soon, and I'm happy to reinstate it if necessary, but he doesn't seem to be missing it.
I thought it would be traumatic -but it's not traumatic for either of us*. It seems to be happening very easily. Anyone else weaning at the moment?
* At least, it's not traumatic from my point of view, in terms of feeling emotional and grieving the breastfeeding or whatever. It IS a little unsettling because Louis is skinny for his height - more on that next post - and I'd like to max him up on calories, but as far as I can tell, cow's milk has as many calories in it anyway.
It's been happening for some weeks now, although I've been pretending it hasn't.
Two months ago, Louis started to become less and less interested in his lunch-time breastfeed, and so it was easily dropped. Now he has a little cup of cow's milk before his big nap.
So we were left with the 6.30pm breastfeed before bed, and a morning breastfeed at about 5am, after which Louis would go back to sleep until 7am.
Well. For the last few nights, Louis has been waking at 5am but going back to sleep with a sip of water and a pat. Or, like he did last night, waking at 6am before crying for attention.
So I've simply got him up and started the day with a cup of cow's milk instead of the 5am breastfeed. He may want this morning breastfeed again soon, and I'm happy to reinstate it if necessary, but he doesn't seem to be missing it.
I thought it would be traumatic -but it's not traumatic for either of us*. It seems to be happening very easily. Anyone else weaning at the moment?
* At least, it's not traumatic from my point of view, in terms of feeling emotional and grieving the breastfeeding or whatever. It IS a little unsettling because Louis is skinny for his height - more on that next post - and I'd like to max him up on calories, but as far as I can tell, cow's milk has as many calories in it anyway.
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