3 months came so fast!

I’ve already had to pack away all the clothes we had for you up to 3 months old. When I first looked at them they seemed so big and now you’ve grown out of them. You’re very long and have already moved into a onesie for a 6 month old and it won’t be long until your 3-6 month vests won’t fit either, although you still don’t fill them width ways.

Between 3 and 4 months you grew amazingly quickly and when we last weighed you at 16 weeks you were already just over 7kg and had jumped above the 50th centile – having been below it since you were born. You’ve been drinking 5 bottles of milk a day and we’ve pretty much got a good routine going. You wake up just after 7am, we feed you at 7.30am and go down stairs to lie on your play mat while I have some breakfast and watch the news. Then it’s back to bed at 9am for a sleep – it’s exhausting work playing with Rabarroo and Monkey. You’ll be up again at about 10.30am and we’ll wash your face and hands and change your nappy and get you dressed for the day, then it’s a feed at 11.30am and we have been experimenting with your lunchtime sleep from 12pm-2pm but it’s usually a bit later and more broken and sometimes we’ll be home for that and you’ll sleep in your cot but other times we’ll go out walking and you’ll either sleep in your bugaboo bee pram or in your sling.

But to catch up on your first 12 weeks. Auntie Snora came over from New York for Rosh Hashanah and to see you. She picked you up a bit like an expensive handbag, holding you slightly away from her to admire you. We were all at Savtal and Saba’s for Rosh Hashanah so you met all the family and the Gordons and the boys loved looking at you and wanted to stroke you and feed you.

We went to shul to hear the shofar when you were 3 weeks old, I was very nervous and wanted to go home but Als and Snora insisted we went and it was fine, you slept in the sling the whole time. We spent a lot of time at Southway over the chagim, it was nice to get out of the house and spend time with my sisters and everyone was very supportive because I found the breast feeding so difficult. They loved holding you and changing you and looking after you while I slept upstairs.

The day after Yom Kippur was your Pidyon Haben. We held it at Kesher, Saba had picked up silver coins from Bnei Barak when he was in Israel after you were born. Joost Cohen acted as the cohen and Rabbi Simon explained what the whole ceremony was about. It was a lovely celebration, Auntie Snora helped me pick up the balloons and food while Aba looked after you. Whereas all your grandparents’ friends were at your Brit, all our friends came to your Pidyon Haben as well as the family – except for Gnunu who had ended up in hospital.

It has been a little difficult to come up with nicknames to do with Boaz but Savtal and Saba call your Boazi (my Boaz) and Aba calls you Bobo. But because we didn’t name you until your Brit you had lots of other names like munchkin and mr magoo. You love singing and you quickly decided that you also liked bouncing, pushing down with all your strength on your legs and also wanting to stand on them. When ever you’re sitting on someone’s lap it’s not long before you’re up on your feet.

You especially like bouncing in the bath where you can also splash. Your fast bath was in the little baby bath which you didn’t like at all and screamed the whole way through. Then we tried putting you in the bath with us, warmer and deeper, which you liked and now we bath you on your own in the big bath which you love. You lie on your back and we swim you up and down singing ‘row, row, row your boat’ and ‘twinkle, twinkle little star’ as you smile and chuckle. We thought you liked it so much that we decided to take you swimming and you were the littlest baby when we went to Waterbabies for the first time at 10 weeks old. You didn’t seem very impressed with being put in a wet suit to keep you warm and it was noisy and choppy, but with a bit of growing over the new year you now love it and are the only baby not to cry. Your aba has already helped you swim underwater several times already and you hold your breath beautifully.

You may not appreciate me saying this but you did the most spectacular poos in those first 3 months. You had a lot of wind in you so your poos were quite whippy and full of air and went on and on and on. You especially liked pooing when we’d taken your nappy off to change you and it would just keep on coming and coming in one long stream. We started putting you on your tummy to sleep because that helped you cope with the wind in your bowels, you never cried from it but would moan and pull your knees up so it couldn’t have been comfortable. Now we let you chill out on your back for a bit (if you’re really exhausted you may fall asleep but you wake yourself up whenever your arms relax) and then when you look ready to drop off we ‘flip you over’.

And the boggies amusing too. We were given the essential first aid kit for you by Gwen and in it was a boggie sucker which we had great fun trying to use and wasn’t terribly successful on the whole. But when it worked we’d get a great big thing out and couldn’t believe where it had come from. Other times you’d sneeze and we’d be able to grab the end and pull it out.

And in your first 3 months you also made your first trip abroad – to Wales. When you were almost 9 weeks old Katie and Darcy came over from Australia so we drove with Anna and Tabitha to stay with them at Margie and Lyn’s in Mumbles, just outside Swansea. It was a long drive but you and miss T were incredibly well behaved and we had a lovely time there, eating and chatting, we slept in a room overlooking Mumbles Bay, you were on the floor in a Moses basket and kept me awake all night with your snuffles and we drove back the next day. It was too short!


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