Tuesday, 30 September 2008
First Time at the Pool
In a couple of weeks Noah and I start a mums and bubs swimming class. We decided that we would take him for a trial run at the pool first and also so Rob would get to share his first 'swim'. I think the people at the pool thought we committing child abuse - Noah screamed and mostly looked decidedly unhappy about the whole affair. Hey at least we got some photos for the album - isn't that what all these moments are about anyway!!
Thursday, 25 September 2008
The things we do
Abbey in a photo finish and receiving her 2nd place ribbon
Jakob crossing the line 3rd then receiving his ribbon
Jake leading the passball team
After the carnival Noah and I headed to Whitfords to do some shopping then on the way home there was a meltdown. You know that moment when you realise you've pushed a baby too far and all hell is about to break loose. It starts slowly but once they reach that point there's almost no calming them down. Noah is no exception to this well known phenomenon. On the home stretch pushing the pram along Marmion Ave he started to cry then scream and nothing was calming him down. I tried putting the dummy in a dozen times but he kept spitting it out so he could scream. I tried carrying him and pushing the pram with one hand - not easy. Finally I put him back in the pram and resigned myself to a couple of kilometres of screaming. Then I started singing and he instantly relaxed and seemed to go to sleep. So there I was on Marmion Ave alternating between Twinkle Twinkle and Rock-a-Bye Baby too afraid to stop singing. I kept looking behind me to make sure that a walker or cyclist didn't sneak up behind me and catch me. I must have sounded ridiculous - seriously out of tune and out of breath but hey it worked and I'd do it again in a heartbeat