Callum is almost 5 months old! He feels like he’s been in our lives forever!
Ever since Callum had the flu, he hasn’t been sleeping through the night. There was this delicious few weeks where he slept 9 to 10 hours straight. We’d put him to bed at 9pm and he’d wake up at 6am the next morning! But those days are long gone. For some reason he’ll wake up at 3am, or 2am, sometimes 4am for a late-night feed. Then again at 6am or 7am. Ugh. I’m grumpy all morning. We’ve been experimenting with all kinds of things. Putting him to sleep earlier. Waking him up for a play and feed before we go to bed. Not letting him sleep too much during the day. Tiring him out with some serious playtime before he goes to bed. But nothing seems to work. We’re going to try “doing nothing” next.
Stuff Callum Has Eaten:
(2) Rice Cereal – It’s like mushy milk. He loves it!
(3) Apple – He only tasted it once. Judging by the look on his face, you’d have thought I fed him lemons. He couldn’t keep it down, so I skipped it and moved onto the next food.
(4) Pumpkin – Callum hates pumpkin! It’s hard work getting it into his mouth when he’s grumpy. But he’ll eat it when he’s hungry. It’s very cute to watch. I should take some pics.
(5) Carrot – I think Callum’s not sure about this one. Maybe because it’s orange like the pumpkin. But he’ll scoff it anyway.
I haven’t weighed Callum recently, but I judging from our last weighing appointment, he should be about 6.4kgs. Which is waaay too much for me to carry for long periods of time.
His eyes have stopped changing colour. It’s kinda settled down to a light blue grey-brown. He’s definitely chubbier all over. But not at michelin or sumo status yet. We think he might be teething too! Eeep!
He can roll over from his back to his front!
He can roll over with a string of toys in one hand!
He giggles and laughs at my bed-sock puppet shows.
He always goes for the green toys.
He can burp all by himself now.
The word “bath” makes him all excited.
When he says “Ah-Goo”, my husband insists that he’s saying “An-Drew”.
Aah, the last few days have been stunning. Bright blue skies and glowing sunshine. I’ve been spending lots of time outside – anything to get out of the house, away from the computer and soak up some vitamin D.
Today we couldn’t resist taking a drive to Kings Park and checking out the new walkway.
According to the brochure… it extends 620m through the Botanic Garden… with elevated walkways… and a cool steel and glass bridge. It was nice.
I really liked the engraved rusted steel artwork. I enjoyed running my fingers over the little bumps and patterns of the animals.
There was also a funky garden full of mini boab trees! I’ve always wanted to see a real boab tree! They looked awesome! Even though they were just mini ones. They looked like cartoon trees. Very cute.
We’re off to check out some Latin dance classes!
We started dancing 3 years ago – learning the salsa, merengue, mambo, cha-cha, jive, rhumba, samba, and lambada. It was great fun!
Haha, my husband was a little iffy about the idea at first. He blamed it on the ‘white men can’t dance’ factor. But he was a good sport, and I think by the end of our dancing stint, we were quite good at it. And we had heaps of fun together. (But don’t get me wrong, we weren’t exactly winning any world championships.)
So that was a few years back.
Tonight is a reconnaissance. With the eruption of Latin dance classes throughout the city, there are classes every night of the week, at different prices, at different venues, competing for the same business.
The last class we went to was held at a popular nightclub. It was a pretty seedy scene though. But, I kinda liked it. It was dark, dirty, mysterious and exciting. It was squishy, hot and sexy. AND there was a high possibility that some tight-assed Latino Dance God was going to sweep you off your feet, ha!
But I think this time we’re looking for something a lot more… well, friendlier.
Callum rolled over this morning!
I plonked him on the floor on his back. He gurgled happily and waved his feet in the air. I walked away for a few seconds to grab my cup of tea.
I came back to find him turned over wiggling like a wet fish on his belly.
*I’m so excited*
Next will be the crawling, then walking and then I’ll need to make the house child proof.
My husband has been hogging the computer all week. His research involves him needing to play various computer games such as Quake, Counter Strike, EverQuest, Myst. It’s driving me mad.
I beeped my horn at a evil school kids who thought it’d be really funny to throw big tree limbs onto the path of on coming traffic.
Been watching the footy. Go Dockers!
Went to an engagement party on the weekend. The guy chose her engagement ring by himself! I was so impressed.
Been watching Jackie Chan movies. I’m thinking I should hire out some HK soapies to improve my Cantonese.
Signed up for some Life Drawing/Painting Classes. Yay!
Yummy dimsum on the weekend. I must’ve eaten a whole plate of deep fried squid. Those poor occies.
Indulged in some hot waffles with cream and syrup and a scoop of chocolate ice cream with choc-chips and nuts. Yeah baby, this chick knows how to have a good time.
Once a week my husband, my 6 month old baby and I go for a walk somewhere in Perth.
Most times it’s around the block. But other times it’s by the river, or by the beach. It really depends on our moods, the weather, what’s planned in evening. Andrew usually comes home early so that we can catch some sunshine together, but being winter, we’ve found ourselves walking home in the dark and cold a few times. Oops. I guess it’s hard to catch daylight hours when the sun sets at around 5:30pm.
Anyway, so the other evening we’re walking around the block chatting about other people’s gardens and trying to spy over fences. It was quite amusing and harmless, until Andrew spotted a funky geranium plant. Yes, that’s right.
Now I usually hate geranium plants. Ugh. They are so ugly. And their leaves smell weird. But this particular plant was covered with the most amazingly coloured HOT PINK flowers. It was like crazy vivid neon gay punk fuchsia. It was like God was playing a joke. Or he forgot to desaturate the magenta.
It was just so crazy that Andrew decided that he wanted it.
Ok, I don’t know how many horticulturists are reading — but apparently you can break a stem off a geranium plant, stick it in the ground and it’ll start to grow. Personally I think it’s kinda creepy (in a ‘tried to kill the monster by hacking it up into little pieces, but they all grew back into even bigger monsters’ kinda way), but hey, I’m just a designer.
So since Andrew was holding the baby… I ended up having to sneak around trees, creep behind letter boxes, dodge the garden gnomes, duck my head under branches and snap off a single geranium stem. It was my criminal act for the year.
So here it is 5 days later. I took all the leaves off the stem, stuck it in a glass of water for a few days, watched some cute little leaves sprout from it, then stuck it into potting mix, and now it’s doing great. I think it’s so cute.
Bought a t-shirt yo.