I am happy to announce that Stacey, Kara, Belinda and Tara were each winners of one of these little sets! I will contact you via the email listed in your comment to get addresses for posting your goodies!
I’ve always wanted to let my babies have a jolly jumper because they look like so much fun. I haven’t bought one though as like Baby Bjorn carriers, exersaucer’s and the like – they place unnatural forces on the spine and have increasingly been linked to chronic back pain and other developmental problems, especially when your child cannot support their own weight on flat feet. Lately Theo has been jumping on my lap when I hold him under the arms. Since Theo has been able to support him own weight on flat feet since he was less than a week old, I thought he would probably be okay to have the occasional bounce in the old jolly jumper. When I set it up Priya struggled with the fact that Theo was the one jumping and she wasn’t. I had to tell her a dozen times that she was not allowed to touch him while he bounced. Theo thought it was great and bounced for about 5 mins before deciding his mamas arms were better! Today I set it up in our room for Theo but as I laid it out on the floor to put him in, his sneaky big sister planted her butt in the harness. I am pretty sure that jolly jumpers are not made for toddlers but I thought I’d just see what happened if I put her in (yep, terrible parenting right here!). I have never seen such delight! It was like having her very own traipse in the room! After an energetic jumping session she slept for 3 hours straight!
This is one of the few days were the photo of the day was literally the only photo I took that day. I normally take quite a lot and pick my favourite – today there was only one of miss Peach. Right after I snapped this she burst into tears. It feels like we’ve been seeing Jess and Dana every weekend for the last few weeks (and probably because we have!). Priya’s love for Dana has not diminished and when she woke from her nap grumpy and restless, only Dana could soothe her tears. When I tried to cuddle her she moaned “NOOOOOOOO mama!, Daaaaanaaaaaaaaaaa”.
Yep, charming, I know! I tried to reason with myself that I should pick this way cuter photo for today’s picture but my commitment to document the year properly could not be fulfilled without a vomit photo from Theo. Why is that you may ask? Well, that is because my otherwise perfect son, is the vomit king. I tell you, he has inopportune timing down to a fine art.
“What this? My mamas cleavage?” – VOMIT
“What’s this? Dinner mama is making?” – VOMIT
“What’s this? A new outfit?” VOMIT!
I swear to you, he is doing it on purpose. To add to the insult, he still tries to smile and be completely adorable while decorating our couch in pre-ingested breastmilk.
P.S sorry about the blurry pic, it was low light and this wasn’t one I could just take again!
I’ve been pumping milk for a friend’s baby and Priya is rather intrigued by the whole process. If you’ve ever pumped before you would know how valuable that ‘liquid gold’ is so you can imagine how frustrating it is when a little someone loves to run up and try remove the flange from my breast and starts spilling milk! Eary this morning after I’d finished pumping and bagged the milk, Peach declared “my go!” and attempted her very best to get some milk out, it was very sweet. I explained to Peach that she didn’t have any milks (or breasts!) but she was adamant that she did. After realising no milk would come out, she picked up her doll to breastfeed instead. Like Peach, I too find the milk going straight into the babies mouth a heck of a lot easier!