…play time and bath time = fun time…

Our Little Man is 12 weeks old today.  To me that makes him a whopping 3 months old, but according to “health professionals” and “mathematicians” that’s still a couple of weeks away.  But I don’t care, I laugh in the face of logic.  My boy is growing up and that’s all the matters.  It’s amazing to see the difference that just 12 weeks makes.  He’s smiling all the time and giggling.  He watches everything with so much interest.  He’s awake more now and expecting more interaction with those around him.  It’s just brilliant.

He celebrated his first Father’s Day this past week.  It was really weird to be celebrating something that traditionally I only did with my Dad.  Now I’m married to a Dad!  I’d like to say that we had an extravegant day where HUBBY was showered with gifts and waited on hand and foot, but alas the reality is a little more boring and mundane.  The Little Man gave his Dad a copy of Darth Vader and Son.  He didn’t even get breakfast in bed!  We spent the day bumming around the house doing chores and then we went out and had a drive by look at some houses that are for sale.  It was very anticlimactic.

I feel like I should have made more a of big deal of it, but HUBBY said he didn’t want anything special he just wanted to spend the day hanging out with the Little Man so that’s what we did.  I’m guessing Father’s Day and Mother’s Day will become a bit more of an event as the Little Man gets bigger and is able to do more things. (Like make me that macaroni necklace I so desperately want!)

In the past week I also took him for his first ever shower and he loves it.  In fact one night he actually fell asleep in there.  I have a plastic cup in there with us and I pour water over him as well and he just smiles and kicks his little legs about.  It’s wonderful.  I was really nervous about taking him in there but now it’s the only way to bath him.  It’s so easy and he loves it.

We also had our first shower with Dad not being in the house.  I needed to go out and I had missed my before-HUBBY-leaves-for-work shower so I just put the Little Man in his swing seat where I could see him and I had my shower.  I even washed my hair!  He didn’t bat an eyelid just sat happily in his rocker watching the patterns on the wall and was asleep by the time I was finished.

It’s silly how much I put things off because I’m worried that I won’t be able to do them and then when we do finally get around to doing them it’s all fine and dandy.  I guess I just need to learn to have more faith in myself.  It’s not like I would be willingly or knowingly reckless with him so why don’t I have more confidence in my own abilities? I guess it will just take time to build that confidence.  One step at a time.

…Mummy’s little task helper…

This week has also seen the start of Spring and there’s been a definite improvement in the weather.  It’s awesome!  I always love Spring and this year it seems extra special because it will be the Little Man’s first Spring.  I can’t wait for him to see all the colours that nature has to offer.

With the improvement in the weather we’ve been getting outside together a little more.  Normally I’d do a mad dash to get the clothes on the line by myself before my hands froze to the peg bucket – not now. Now I take my time, enjoy the sun, the flowers, the bees and seeing his little man clothes hanging out in the sun.  Seriously, there is nothing cuter than seeing little boy clothes hanging on our washing line.

He’s growing out of all of his 000′s so I’ve had to (oh the hardship!) buy some 00′s and move him from a winter wardrobe to summer.  It’s meant that I finally had an excuse to buy him some overalls! I cannot wait to see him in them.  I even purchased him his first ever fedora and (inspired by Ms Curly Pops) his first ever Dunlop Volleys.  He’s going to be mummy’s little fashion pony.

…just chilling and relaxing while Mum gabs with the girls…

Over the past few weeks I’ve been trying to get out and about with him a bit more.  I’m so blessed to have a growing circle of awesome ladies who are more than happy to oblige my desires to get out and socialize.  Yesterday the Little Man and I met with Kate & Miles, Mikaela & Raf and Julie & Violet at Quince and Almond for lunch.  It was awesome! (I really need to find another couple of words for awesome…)  It’s so great to see and spend time with women who are confident, calm, loving, nurturing, fun and committed to their children.

It’s always a treat to get to see how everyone’s children are growing up and learning new things.  I am always amazed at how much Miles and Raf look like really little boys.  They’re not babies – they’re boys.  They both have their own personalities and it’s a real treat to see them growing up and exploring their worlds. Raf had on the coolest pair of overalls which made me even more excited for the Little Man to grow some more.

I feel like I have to be careful that I’m not wishing away his infancy.  I keep wanting him to hit his next milestone.  First it was to get to his first round of of immunizations and then it was to get a smile and now I’m wishing for him to be able to hold his head up for long periods of time so I can sit him up around the place.  I can’t wait for him to be up and running around.  It’s crazy.  I know now that I look back on that first week with him and I’m sad that I can’t remember it all and I feel like I didn’t pay enough attention to what was happening.  I don’t want to do that now as well.  Guess it’s another lesson in patience and enjoying each day for what it has to offer.

…seeing the city sights…

After lunch Kate & Miles, Mikaela & Raf and the Little Man and I all went for a walk around Lake BG.  Canberra is so wonderfully divine in the spring time and yesterday was a classic example of it.  The sky was a pristine blue and the cherry blossoms are out in flower.  It was just one of those days you where you had to just be happy – the world wouldn’t let you be otherwise.  We walked half way around the lake and then took advantage of the rolling green lawns of the National Art Gallery and took a little breather.  It was sublime sitting on the grass in the dappled sunlight.  I so easily could have laid down and gone to sleep.  The Little Man certainly enjoyed sleeping in his pram.

It’s days like this that make me so glad I live in Canberra.  I’m looking forward to spending more time out and about in the sunshine over the coming weeks.  It’s funny, but having the Little Man is like getting to see the world for the first time again all over.  I love watching him take in his surroundings and see things for the first time.  I’m not normally someone who would voluntarily  leave the comfort of my home to go for a walk – but he makes me want to do it.  I want to show him the world.

Floriade is coming up and I’m so looking forward to taking him.  I know that he probably won’t take much of it in nor will he remember it but I want to share this with him and hope that somewhere in the recesses of his mind it fosters a love for flowers, colour, movement, the outdoors and being social.  No pressure flowers!

…a room with a view…

At the end of this month we’re going to take the Little Man on his first every plane trip.  We’re going to Townsville.  Booking these flights is a major achievement in my world.  12 weeks ago I couldn’t even fathom sleeping through the night with him and now I’m booking him to travel interstate, on a plane!  I’ll admit that I’m a little nervous about how we’ll go traveling with him.  Not so much because of him but because of me.  I’m really glad that HUBBY will be coming with me.

When I get into a position where I’m nervous or anxious I try to control as much of it as possible because I believe that if I’m as prepared as possible then I can deal with anything that may happen, so I’ve been making lists of things to pack and strategies for dealing with anything that may happen.  Even just something as simple as “How do we get to the airport?” – do taxi’s come with baby seats?

I’m really looking forward to getting him up there and seeing my Nana.  I would hate for anything to happen where she doesn’t get to meet him.  She’s been so excited about his arrival and when we Skype she is just enthralled by him so it will be great for her to finally be able to meet him and hold him.  It’s also going to be fun just to be with my parents.  He’s grown and changed so much since they last saw him in person that I don’t think they’ll recognise him.  I know that we Skype with them all the time, but it’s not the same as having him in person.

I can’t believe how much has changed in 12 weeks.  Life is just so wonderful beyond belief. Seriously. It’s awesome to be me. (Well to me it is…)