Throwing up

The boy threw up last night after we followed up dosas with curd.

He has also started biting things.

If we don’t move fast towards what he points, the boy does a giddy up with his legs.

He loves the kitchen. Even if there is nothing in the frying pan, he gets every excited when we stir it with a ladle.  

Gunda!

Woke up to a kick in my face, to be precise, in my eye – the boy was up.  The violence continued when I was hit by a VTech Crazy Colours Torch later.

He is beginning to resent the pram on some occasions. There was a time when the sight of it being steered towards the door excited him. He prefers being carried around now.

Difficult morning

A the Nanny called me in the middle of making lunch saying she will be late. It was a difficult morning, especially with a cut finger. I left it halfway, fed the boy and took him out for a walk. By the time I got back home he dozed off and that gave me time to finish up preparing lunch. Thankfully A the Nanny came at 12.

Another crying night

What a night. The boy woke up crying past midnight. He refused to be carried (pushing me away) and lie down (arching his back when I lay him on the bed). We removed his pajamas to check if it was an insect, checked his diapers, all fine. After sometime the wife carried him and he calmed down. At 130 , he went back to sleep. I wonder if it’s the rice and curd that we fed him for dinner. Must have been heavy.

The SIL left today morning and no the boy did not miss her either.

Lights and Bells

I woke up to the sounds of gibberish. To my shock the boy was awake and sitting up next to me. He was happy to see one of us awake and promptly started pulling my hair. Next was pulling the head board and standing up which he loves. Each time he stands up he looks at me or the wife and gives such a broad smile. I guess there is a wonderful sense of accomplishment.

He has learned to switch on a light and ring the door bell.

The moment I start putting on my shoes, he is alert. There is questioning grunt. The wife tells me that peek-a-boo exercise helps and touchwood the boy does not have separation anxiety yet.

Enfamil and throwing up

On Sunday, we made a visit to meet my parents. The boy started crying when he saw my father after a long time. My father was taken aback. I guess grandparents take rejection very personally. He warmed upto him after some time. He was introduced to Tea and Rusk dipped in it. And after getting home, to Pop Corn.

Last night the boy threw up after drinking Enfamil A+ Stage 2 (6-12 months):Follow-up Formula. The wife panicked, the boy even more as he didn’t know what was happening. Cleaning him up, changing bed sheets the wife did it all. He felt much better after throwing up. By the time I rushed home, he was sleeping.

Rains

The boy loves rains! Yesterday he was out when it started drizzling. He was beginning to enjoy it when A the Nanny brought him in. He reacted by protesting loudly and throwing a tantrum.

Fresh fruit with chocolate ice cream has been added to his food list. The boy loved it and wanted more.

We are working on weaning him away from comfort breast feeding but no luck. He cried for a long time and finally the wife gave in.