Bppt!
Again it has been over a month since the last blog post; they seem to be in bursts and then nothing for a while. Since the last entry things have been trundling along much the same. Well apart from taking Amelia on her first trip out of the country when we we went to Ireland for a week. All told it was reasonably stress-free. Armed with cartons of formula there wasn’t much the drive to Holyhead could throw at us. And unlike her mother, Amelia slept very well in the travel cot. I wasn’t in the travel cot but the bed at the TravelLodge was far too soft so I slept very badly.
To continue her reign as most disgustingly good baby she slept perfectly in the cot at my parents, and was a smiling delight to all about her! Thankfully this did continue, apart from the 3 hour ferry trip home which she didn’t enjoy so much, so Jon and I had to take turns wandering around with her. She made up for it by only waking up once on the drive back home.
The trip home was very successful, she saw and was seen and coped with the almost constant stream of new people very well, and even managed to fit some time in with a contemporary of hers; Hugh/prawn who is about 5 months older than her, and she managed to hold her own very well!
Last Monday the new blinds for the Velux windows in her room arrived, ordered because she is now too big for the moses basket (at 4 months) and has moved up into her own cot in her own room without any trouble. And now she has discovered a new trick - spit bubbles and going Bpppt!
Its all go!
Amelia and Jon “enjoying” the lumpy sofa bed in her room.