Jed's First Swim

We took Jed to Northcote Aquatic Centre this weekend for his first swim and full immersion in water (sounds like a baptism or something doesn't it?). We set off quite early in the morn as the pool can get very noisy with the sound of squealing kiddies. (early on, you just have the old nonas doing their hydrotherapy and the occasional freak who wakes at 7am on a Sunday morning).
Jed loved it. We popped him on a kick board and he kicked his little chubby legs about the pool. He was a little confused about getting dunked though. He didn't cry but had this very shocked look on his face. Good little man. I think we're going to be frequent visitors of the pool - lots of fun!!

Mean Mr Mustard

Luke and I have re-named Jed's poo Mr Mustard. It's pretty self explanatory really. Same consistency - sometimes Hot English, sometimes Dijon. And sometimes Mr Mustard can be mean. We have recently overcome a poo drought. 9 days with no poo. Usually Jed is a once every 2-3 days kind of guy so you can imagine our relief when Mr Mustard finally arrived. I was in a meeting at work when the text came through from Luke - "I saw Jed make mustard with my own eyes" - hilarious. I was so glad Luke was on the receiving end of this one. He can often go a couple of weeks without having to change a mustardy nappy. But this time, Jed saved his best for dad. Well done son. And it certainly was a ripper with Luke also describing the action as soft serve like. HA!

And how's this for a scale of what is 'normal' for a breastfed baby to poo. From 10 times a day to once every 3 weeks! I mean really! We know a few bubs that have gone the distance (Cash did 2 weeks, Coco, 3 weeks) and sometimes bubs apparently require 'assistance'. We haven't had to go there with yet, but everyone seems to have their own little technique ranging from the pinkie finger to some vas on the end of a cotton tip. Something to look forward to I guess - ain't parenthood grand!

Mops and Pops

Jed and I visited my parents (Mops and Pops) in Brisbane last week. We had our first plane ride together which went quite smoothly considering the horror stories I've heard. Apparently my brother screamed from Melbourne to London with my dad literally walking the aisles for 24hrs. (Look forward to that one in September!) This time around, Jed didn't seemed phased at all. I think it had something to do with the extra feeds during take off and landing - the greedy little monster.

Brisbane was warm and sunny and Jed got a little bit more wear out of his summer wardrobe. Mops was in heaven. Jed pretty much spent an entire week in her arms while she google and gaggled. He of course, loves a little attention so he was in heaven too. Lots of fun times were had - hanging out with mops and pops in bed in the mornings, nudie time in the afternoons, aeroplane rides (with dribble trails) all around the house - Jed hardly ever touched the ground.

Luke flew up for my first Mothers Day. I got a little sleep in and the boys cooked up a seafood storm for dinner. Jed bought me a beautiful dress. He's got such good taste already - very advanced for his age!
Luke and I went out to dinner by ourselves for the first time since the little man arrived. It felt very strange to be without him. 3 wines later, it was like old times. 4 wines later, it was nigh nigh time for Rachel.