I have become very bad at updating my blog. So, to try to rectify this problem, I’m going to try to post every day during Millar’s fourth month – starting today!
I cannot begin to tell you how much better things have got recently. Since about 10 weeks, being a mum has been brilliant. It ties in with him being on ranitidine for his reflux, but is also because he’s older and much more fun and interactive. It sounds awful, but I think I would enjoy the newborn stage a lot more next time, as I now know how quickly things change. It doesn’t feel like it at the time, but it does start to go quickly. He was ill yesterday and it was like 24hours of being reminded what he used to be like. Thankfully, he’s better today!!
So at three months, Millar is now holding his head pretty well, although still mostly hates tummy time, and is starting to want to be propped up as if sitting up. He also loves standing and likes taking his weight on his feet and stepping which is really cute. A couple of days ago he rolled over for the first time too – he’s done it a couple of times now, although because he ends up on his tummy, he doesn’t like it that much!
He is a total chatterbox and gurgles and coos all day. He often shouts at me too when he’s cross which makes a lovely change from just crying! He is teething at the moment and therefore spends most of the day with his fists in his mouth…or my fingers, my nose, his carrier or anything he can get hold of! I’ve got him some teething toys but he seems to prefer his fists for now. The issue we are having is that he would rather chew on his bottles than drink the milk. Both yesterday and the day before he drank 20oz each day- usually he has 30! I was starting to worry, but so far today he’s drunk 5oz from both bottles so that’s progress.
Clothes-wise, he’s still in lots of 0-3 clothes, although he’s in 3-6 month vests and rompers as they seem to be a bit more comfortable. I’m sad that as the weather has been so hot he hasn’t got to wear many of his 0-3 sleepsuits or dungarees as he’s been in vests and shorts or rompers all the time.
He’s been a busy boy this month though – he went to a Greek orthodox wedding in Manchester, where he was a total star, to an evening wedding reception where he went to sleep in the carrier and we had a little dance too, and he’s even been to a hen do in London where he went on the tube for the first time. Again, the carrier was a lifesaver. I am a total baby wearing convert!!
Next week he is going on his first little holiday – which we are very excited about! More about that another time…