Week 8 - those needles...



Chatting to Grammie at the food & wine festival.

We had visitors from Grammie and Mick for the weekend. So we went off to the food & wine festival to take in the sights.



Gabe is so much more alert every day, although still a great sleeper (well I think so). Tuesday is our outing to the mothers group sessions. It's week 2 and mainly just an outing to meet and chat to other new mummy's. Afterwards today, a couple of us go out for lunch. Taste Matters is the venue of choice with out bubs well (Gabe anyway) sleeping again, whilst the others look around the room and chat away to us.



All week I am dreading his needles. They loom ahead of me. I know its mostly what I am thinking that stresses me out about the whole process.

At the doctors office, the nurse is rewarded with a lot of sleepy smiles. Yes again he is fast asleep on our arrival. He takes his usual time slowly waking. Giving me lots of cuddles, he certainly takes his time. Even once awake, he is so relaxed he rests against me unable to hold his head up and sleepy eyes taking in his surroundings. The nurse actually said how bad she felt about the process as he looked so cute with his smiles and how relaxed he was.

It was all done and dusted very quickly. With both needles being given at the same time. How bright red he went in the face and he certainly spat his dummy. Although he quickly forgave all as it was his lunch time, and lunch always wins!



Our new nightly routine is bath, feed and bed. Gabe loves his showers! After a hard day being a baby, he just goes to mush all relaxed and unwound. After I wrap him up in his towel, I can have my shower while he toasts under the heating lamp and finish off relaxing myself. Very good bubba. I snuck in some pictures of Gabe showering with daddy.



Keep it warm daddy!



Gabe loves his showers.

Showers with Daddy.

But mainly Gabe puts up with me taking lots of photos of him. Sheesh - you'd think I'd have enough things to do. Naw, he's too cute!



Always smiling.





Had to show you his whale outfit, just right for whale watching from the front bedroom.



Week 9 - Gummy smiles galore.

One thing I can say for this week, is I am loving all the gummy smiles Gabe gives me. From first thing in the morning till the tired cranky periods he still shares the most heartening gummy smiles.



The routine of a morning firmly consists of a slow waking up from the wee lil one, hey there's no rushing the wake up! After a snuggle and first morning chat and duds are taken care of. It's back to the bed where mamma opens the curtains for Gabe. The room is toasty warm in the morning light, he lies there looking out enchanted by the trees waving around outside the window. What better way is there to start the day.



Gabe chats away to me, his little tongue darting every which way as he learns to make noise. Believe me he has known about his voice for the past couple of weeks, and cooee's out (in baby shout) when I am not by his side. You can just imagine him yelling out to mamma "Where are you?" I am rewarded with a mega watt gummy smile, I can't beleive how much it just melts your heart. Too darn cute!


Out at the shops today (Wednesday 27th July) with Kristy and his baby mate, Justice. Gabe is totally enchanted by his little yellow hanging friend, yellow ducky. These two have the most indepth discussions whilst I push him along in his pram. It starts of with a serious stare, I think the green turtle said something he shouldn't of to Gabe about yellow ducky. Then yellow ducky must of made the situation better because Gabe is gummy smiles galore at his little yellow mate.


I have a tired little bubba on my arm, who is ready for his shower and then bed. I best go complete the bedtime routine.


Too cute was after placing him on the bed to sleep, he quickly closed his eyes. His little arms still wave around, he's not quite yet in control of them. Sometimes (like tonight) I hold his arms briefly. His little hand clasping softly around one finger, we lie face to face. I can barely make him out in the dim room. His eyes flutter close, twice more checking to see his mamma is still there. Every night is different, but you can't help but spend every now and there watching in quiet awe.

Welcoming Baby R-L.... no name

Saturday 21.05.2011

Homeward bound.

We left the hospital after mummy and bubba (sorry poor lil un has yet to discover his name) contemplated a variety of things in the carpark. Daddy was busy frowning and I'm sure swearing at bubba's fang dangled car capsule. Surely a clever engineer like him could work it out.....

Oh no, the de-structions have been pulled out!

Would you trust this Engineer?....

Proud Pappa!

After some time and moderate success in the capsule adjusting, off we set for home. Still so surreal, only hours previously we were just a party of two heading into the birth centre. At least Garreth's fingernails weren't embedded in the steering wheel. I think I was a LOT more comfortable sitting there too :-)



Oh and Happy Birthday mummy for yesterday - well I'm sure I heard bubba whisper that.