Mostly baby stuff
Ah, sweet relief! Matty's putting Leith to bed for me. I think it's secretly because he wants me to bake him some cookies :P I was like, "ok fine, after I do a load of washing, put Leith to bed, and clean the kitchen, I'll bake some cookies and you can go on the internet and watch TV." lol. I was exagerating though, most of the time when he's at home he's doing Uni work and I still nag him to help me with Leith quite a bit. Nag nag nag. It's not that bad actually, I think we do equal amounts of work.
Still though, it's such a relief to not have to put him to bed right now. Although I feel a bit sorry for him, because he's absolutely wailing. If I were in there I'd be singing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star at the top of my lungs... that helps him stop crying because he quietens to listen to my voice... God, he really is wailing.
I had an absolutely fantastic weekend at Kasey's 21st. It was sooo much fun!! I didn't miss Leith as much as I expected to, LOL. Usually I spend the whole night missing him. I talked about him a lot though, like every single opportunity I had to bring him up... it was a bit pathetic! These random ladies were randomly talking about my random hair and I randomly said "well, I'm not working at the moment because I'm at home looking after my baby, so I thought what the hell, I may as well take the opportunity to dye my hair green!" Even though I also had green hair when I was working, lol.
Ah, see! As soon as Matt starts singing to him he stops crying!! Like magic. Also another magic thing I've discovered: when he has the hiccups, I'll give him 20ml of cooled, boiled water in a fast flow teet (he usually has a medium flow teet)... and it stops them straight away. Because I think he's like, "oh my god what the hell, my mouth is full of water? Better swallow it, aaagh!!"
Speaking of "what the hell," Matt and I are trying desperately to stop our mad swearing habit. It's sooo hard. I really don't want Leith to take after our bad language, I always cringe when I see young kids saying rude things. We're also restricting how much TV he watches, because he LOVES it. Whenever it's on he'll try anything to try to be able to watch it, and I usually let him, but from now on he's not allowed to watch anything except his Baby Einstein DVD. I don't want him to grow up thinking that he's allowed to watch TV whenever he likes, and then have to take it away from him. I also don't want him growing up being exposed to all those advertisements. If he wants to watch cartoons though, I'm going to have to record them, erase the ads and then let him watch them. I'm pretty sure I can do that on a hard drive recorder (or whatever its called) but god knows if I'll be able to afford that by the time he's a few years older.
Whenever I hear Leith crying, my heart starts racing... It's actually kind of scary and gets me really exhausted and also makes it a little hard to breathe. I think this is because of how much I used to smoke. Whenever I panic it's like GODDAMN! I need to practice some relaxation techniques.
Hmm, the washing machine stopped... I guess I have to hang everything out now :( That's my least favourite chore. I'll get Matty to do it, hehehe.
Edit: Snap, feng!! The internet is so evil! Damn you livejournal.com, suicidegirls.com, myspace.com, mayasmom.com for keeping me from doing my household chores!! Are they still called chores when you're over the age of 14 and are no longer getting pocket money for doing them?
Still though, it's such a relief to not have to put him to bed right now. Although I feel a bit sorry for him, because he's absolutely wailing. If I were in there I'd be singing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star at the top of my lungs... that helps him stop crying because he quietens to listen to my voice... God, he really is wailing.
I had an absolutely fantastic weekend at Kasey's 21st. It was sooo much fun!! I didn't miss Leith as much as I expected to, LOL. Usually I spend the whole night missing him. I talked about him a lot though, like every single opportunity I had to bring him up... it was a bit pathetic! These random ladies were randomly talking about my random hair and I randomly said "well, I'm not working at the moment because I'm at home looking after my baby, so I thought what the hell, I may as well take the opportunity to dye my hair green!" Even though I also had green hair when I was working, lol.
Ah, see! As soon as Matt starts singing to him he stops crying!! Like magic. Also another magic thing I've discovered: when he has the hiccups, I'll give him 20ml of cooled, boiled water in a fast flow teet (he usually has a medium flow teet)... and it stops them straight away. Because I think he's like, "oh my god what the hell, my mouth is full of water? Better swallow it, aaagh!!"
Speaking of "what the hell," Matt and I are trying desperately to stop our mad swearing habit. It's sooo hard. I really don't want Leith to take after our bad language, I always cringe when I see young kids saying rude things. We're also restricting how much TV he watches, because he LOVES it. Whenever it's on he'll try anything to try to be able to watch it, and I usually let him, but from now on he's not allowed to watch anything except his Baby Einstein DVD. I don't want him to grow up thinking that he's allowed to watch TV whenever he likes, and then have to take it away from him. I also don't want him growing up being exposed to all those advertisements. If he wants to watch cartoons though, I'm going to have to record them, erase the ads and then let him watch them. I'm pretty sure I can do that on a hard drive recorder (or whatever its called) but god knows if I'll be able to afford that by the time he's a few years older.
Whenever I hear Leith crying, my heart starts racing... It's actually kind of scary and gets me really exhausted and also makes it a little hard to breathe. I think this is because of how much I used to smoke. Whenever I panic it's like GODDAMN! I need to practice some relaxation techniques.
Hmm, the washing machine stopped... I guess I have to hang everything out now :( That's my least favourite chore. I'll get Matty to do it, hehehe.
Edit: Snap, feng!! The internet is so evil! Damn you livejournal.com, suicidegirls.com, myspace.com, mayasmom.com for keeping me from doing my household chores!! Are they still called chores when you're over the age of 14 and are no longer getting pocket money for doing them?