Half a year has gone by.. Still can't believe he's here and that he's ours! Little Gus is not so little, he's a fat jolly wee chap. Makes us so very happy (less so during the night!).
Thank you for all the sweet comments on my last post. The retrenchment thing is ok, it made the scary going back to work dilemma decision for me. The sleep thing is a different story.. Waaah!
It's all happening at the moment - except the blogging.
So some good, some not so, but overall it's happy times.
Gus snuggled under this beautiful soft and warm blanket, knitted by my lovely aunt.
(I know he's not meant to sleep with toys in his bed - he likes to shmoosh that rabbit into his face which seems to send him to sleep then I creep in and remove it, haha)
(Blatant baby photo post)
He doesn't mind avocado:
And is styling in his new jumper. (Which I SO can't afford, but seriously, how could I not) (hi Tim!)
Does Zara in Melbourne stock the baby range? My parents are about to go to Europe for a while, they're on strict orders to check out Zara!
Too flipping cute. The girls' range kind of makes me wish Gus was a girl.
Spied these on the online UK site.
The current official recommendation for starting solids is 6 months - apparently this is the best time to do it, in order to avoid food allergies later on. And then the nurse at the health centre said this hasn't been shown to be true, and said go for it from 5 months onwards. Then this article was on the front page in the Melbourne newspaper The Age on the weekend (I'm just referring to the info about earlier introduction of solids on the article, not the breastfeeding stuff) (though on that - I don't think introducing food would equal weaning off breastmilk sooner?). So it's all a bit up in the air really.
So, like most things with Gus, I'm going with my gut feeling, and what I think he would prefer. And Tim went with the novelty factor. So, 4 days short of his 5 month birthday, Gus tried his first food:
He was super enthusiastic, but not entirely convinced by the flavour I think. I don't blame him, apparently rice cereal tastes gross, but I'll give it a couple more goes until we move onto banana or avocado. I'm keen to try the Baby Led Weaning approach, and just keep it fun.
(It's silly, but this new development made me feel really really sad... I don't know why. Maybe because I'd got him this far all on my own or something. A bit of an end of an era. As Tim pointed out, I'll be hysterical at his first day of school!)
Had an AWESOME time over in Western Aus. We spent 10 days over there - a couple of nights in Perth, a couple in Margaret River, and the rest down south visiting our dear friends and their 8 month old baby (by whom Gus was fascinated). In that time we:
And the plane trips were totally fine! Gus was a dream, not a peep from him (except once he got a bit shouty whilst landing, think his ears hurt). We got given a spare seat on the way over, and a bassinette on the way back. And I coped too (was only mildly terrified the whole time).
We've finally found a new home. Let's just say I'm not a lover of the place we've been in for the past 5 years (an 80s unit next to a scary alchoholic woman), and I never thought this day would come.
It's a completely new suburb - closer to Tim's new job in the leafy outer north (shall we say in case you're an internet stalker). A sweet 50's weatherboard in need of a lot of love. It's going to be a lot of work, but I'm looking forward to moving (as much as someone can look forward to the hideousness that is moving house!) some time mid-May.
In the meantime, we're in denial of our bank balance and off to WA this weekend! Should be an interesting flight given my extreme fear of flying and a 4 month old baby in tow! (any hot tips?)
And looking angelic again whilst recovering from his shots. We were both braver this time.
Spent the long weekend with my favorite peeps at my favorite place - Wilson's Promontory national park. It was lovely, that place makes me so happy (it was great to escape the poopiness that is trying to buy a house in Melbourne when you're not a millionaire, blah).
Getting accommodation is insane and I booked a whole year ago, trying to imagine us there with a baby! It was easier than I'd predicted - thanks to our awesome pram we could spend plenty of time on the beach, and now that Gus has finally decided he's happy in our Ergo carrier we managed some walks too (he wasn't such a fan earlier on).
I think Gus liked his surrounds as he was finally inspired to roll:
Seriously my most favorite place ever. Have already booked us a cabin for next year.
