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Hi everyone.
Today I had my first playdate. With a girl.
I slept through it all. Oops.
Love, George
Aaaaaah.... aaaaaaaah... aaaaaaaah.... CHOOOOOO!
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My timing was hardly perfect - but here is the little man mid-sneeze.
A good day from all accounts. As well as being rather angelic during his trip to Central (let's ignore the minor flipout at the baby shop), he also had his first go at taking milk from a bottle. We had read that it sometimes takes months for a baby to figure out how to drink from a bottle and teat. It took George all of about 10 seconds. From what his Mummy said, he took to the bottle like a student to a yardglass at his own 21st. The little monster guzzled down his half bottle of milk and then consulted his mummy for more. Touch wood that this wasn't just a one off, but it's good to know that he will drink from one if he needs to.
Apart from that, nothing to report. The little man accompanied his mummy today to pick me up from work. Bathtime was uneventful, and after daddy managed to make a bit of a hash of putting his onesie on, he finally got given his dinner. As I type this, I can hear the dulcet tones of his mother ("Shhhhhhhhhhhh. Shhhhhhhhhhhhh.") soothing him to sleep. He had a brilliant night of sleep last night (save for the nuclear bomb in the pants incident at 3:30am, leading to much screaming and wailing as his nappy was changed), and fingers crossed that the clever little bloke does it again tonight.
He's grown. He hasn't. He's grown. He hasn't. Bah - who knows.
Discrepancies between the midwife's measurements and the doctor's measurements mean that we don't really know how long he is at the moment. Somewhere between 52 and 57cm is an accurate guess. Both claim the other is wrong. Strange. One thing that can't be denied is that our little monster is now 4.2kg (about 1.3kg heavier than he was 6 weeks ago). Oh yeah baby, a quarter of a kilo in the last week. That's my boy!
A few photos from the windowseat in the lounge from this morning:
When Daddy's late home, the only photo you get is from bathtime
...which isn't so bad, as he is ludicrously cute in the bath these days (as compared to a month ago, when bathtime appeared to be about as pleasurable as being held upside down headfirst in a flushing toilet). He actually quite likes his bathtime these days, and usually sits there and tolerates it without much more than a random little "cooo". He doesn't smile in there, but if he's not crying, then I'm going to chalk another one up in the "success" column. Yesterday he hung out with his newest girlfriend, Evie (she of Amanda and Alex). We had a fantastic lunch over there, and then I took a few photos of Evie while she played games ranging from good old fashioned Hide & Seek to "Make Baby George bounce in the bouncy chair". George seemed pretty chuffed with the attention, and threw out a few smiles (he's into older women, it would seem). Looks like Bella Hayes has some Hong Kong competition.
I am once again a bit knackered, so will leave things there. I got a few photos of G-monster in the bath. These are the sorts of photos I think I'll save for his 21st.
Speaking of birthdays - 6 weeks today, and we still haven't broken him :-)
Daddy's too tired to write anything...
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A quiet Saturday
Little man was very well behaved today - we scooted down to Cyberport (about 20 mins walk away) to get some groceries, and he was the model of good behaviour (especially when he got his breakfast down there). After a bit of a nap and another feed (oh, what a life) we headed into town and picked up a few things from various shops - with Daddy not actually working in CBD, trips into Central are a bit of a treat... When we got back he had a wee nap, then an iChat with his future mother-in-law (Anna) - and then it was time for a bath and his evening kip. He's currently crashed out with all of the excitement of the day. Good little fella.
Tomorrow we're off to visit his sugar mama Evie, and apart from that - not much on the cards.
Oh - today's awesome news is that Emma and Mark had a wee girl this afternoon - Eva :)
Some photos from today:
Firstly - some of Rachel and George this morning. There was some lovely light in our room, so with George in a good mood, I took the opportunity to get a few good ones of the best looking members of our little family. Can you guess which one he was farting in?
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Here's a photo of George in his new sleeping wedge. He always faces left when he sleeps, and his doctor told us that we had to barbeque him evenly on both sides, or he would get a bit of a ridge in the back of his head. Check out the little fella sleeping on his side:
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And finally, I couldn't resist - here's Ben in one of his ludicrous sleeping positions this afternoon. Honestly, he is such a weirdo. Seriously, he's fast asleep.
Pop Quiz
Question: What weighs 4kg and threw up on me at 4am this morning? Answer: See photos below.
(If the photos look the same as yesterday's ones, it's because he was in the same seat as yesterday and was sitting in exactly the same place as he was yesterday, and I was too tired to try and move him somewhere else after his morning antics...)
A splash of colour
Little George was a very good boy today (apparently - we're ignoring the bit where he almost crapped all over my hand), and went with his mum to the doctor, to the shops and to Emma and Mark's for a late lunch. No grizzling, no freaking out - just a little angel with a couple of decent sized cheeks. The doctor corrected the nurse's measurement of his length, and let us know that we need to start getting boyo to sleep facing the right - or he'll get this big old ugly ridge thing going on at the back of his head. So we're going to get some sort of wedge pillow and get him to sleep in it. Or something like that. Decided to use some colour shots today - I got the boy in some decent light this morning, and so was able to shoot at a slightly lower ISO (meaning higher resolution, and easier to edit without getting too much grain). Also, someone was asking about some editing (it was a while back), so I've done a quick before / after comparison as well.
Here are the morning shots:
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Here's a before / after of the first shot. I increased the exposure a bit, then ran a photoshop action through it to fade out the harsher bits of colour on George's skin. Then I ran another little photoshop action which helped to bring out the glint in his eyes - and that was it. I don't actually think the first photo is that bad - just a bit dark - but I really like photos with a slight fade / cloudy look. Hard to describe. Also, I shrink photos quite a lot before I load them up here, so the detail is a little bit lost. Anyway, enough blah blah - here's the comparison:
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Oh - and some words of praise from my lovely wife: "That sunset photo of yours yesterday was the first good sunset photo you've taken".
I'll take what I can get :)
Vital Statistics
Today's discoveries - after 5 weeks: Weight: 2.94kg -----> 4.00kg (note he was actually 2.60 kg when he left the hospital)
Length: 51.5cm ------> 56.5 cm more like 54cm (nurse got it wrong yesterday)
AND...
... he peed all over the nurse's scales.
He's still in the bottom of the class in terms of weight, but that's probably because most of his new weight is concentrated in his cheeks.
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...and finally, something completely different - sunset from our balcony tonight:
It's late...
spacespacespace ...so all you get is some photos. I'll scribble something tomorrow - but really, it was a pretty chilled out day from all accounts. As I type this, George has been asleep for about 3 hours, and when I go to bed in about 20 minutes, Rachel will probably wake little Mr Dozy up and give him his late feed. And then later on we'll see if he can actually sleep after 5am (it has eluded him for a few weeks, the little sod).
Here are some photos of him in his ball gown sleep suit (he was just waking up in one of them - and was cooing to himself as he smiled at the side of the bassinet), and the B&W photos were taken when he was hanging with his Daddy in the lounge this morning. Guess which one I call the "Elvis" shot?
