Showing posts with label Horribly biased Mummy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Horribly biased Mummy. Show all posts

Sunday, September 30, 2007

But I Don't Want to be a Tin Can Tied to the Bumper of a Wedding Limousine

Last weekend the family M (and Grandmother B) went off to the wedding of my best friend P and his beautiful bride J. Daddy was an usher and had to wear a penguin suit, even Mummy managed to scrub up ok, and Olivia was in her party finest with a pretty dress and black patent shoes. She looked like a little angel.




















This is what happens when you party too hard :)


Tuesday, August 07, 2007

You Should Have Stayed at Home and Talked With Father

Here is Olivia with her Daddy....awwwwwww cute!


Friday, July 06, 2007

Like The Inside and The Outside Of Me Is Being Made Again By You

Let me tell you about Olivia

Olivia's eyes are kind of grey and kind of green and kind of brown.
She can almost sit up but she wobbles a lot.
Her cheeks are like a ripe peach.
Olivia likes to lay in her cot in the morning and sing to herself.
Her hair is fluffy and feels like velvet. It grows in a swirl at her crown and smothes over her forehead in a side parting. She had goofy long bits over her ears which stick out.
When Olivia was born she had hairy ears like a little werebaby but now she has tiny perfect ears.
Olivia's favourite song is Old MacDonald. She smiles her lovely toothless smile when Mummy sing it to her.
Olivia likes to chew things. A lot. She is not discriminating and will chew pretty much everything she can get her hands on.
Olivia has the cutest bottom I have ever seen. She will thank Mummy and Daddy very much when she grows up if it stays as cute.
You know how when you were a child you would get a stick and run along clack, clack, clacking in on railings, well Olivia loves to do that only the stick is her dummy and the railings are the side of her cot. She lays in her cot singing and clack, clack, clacking.
Olivia loves to 'fly' above Mummy's head and laughs in delight.
Olivia cries real tears.
Her favourite toys are her Whoozits and her baby gym.
She has lovely plumpy thighs. She WILL NOT thank Mummy and Daddy if those stay like that when she is older.
Olivia can almost roll over but not quite.
The skin on her back and tummy is one of the softest things you will ever feel.
Olivia hates tummy time.
She loves to go in the bath and play with her ducks. She cries when it is time to come out.
Olivia loves milk and sometimes helps Mummy hold the bottle.

She almost has one tooth.
Olivia is the most beautiful thing on the planet.

Friday, June 29, 2007

Listen ... Do You Want to Know a Secret?

Olivia has learnt a few things recently:

You can get an interesting view of the world sitting up...






















...enjoying some Tummy Time...





















...or even upside down!




Feets are very interesting and make very exciting toys





















They also make a tasty snack you can enjoy between meals without ruining your appetite :)


Thursday, June 28, 2007

I've got some photographs, I'd Like to Show Them to You

Here are some recent photos of the adorable Olivia.


Olivia in her new robe that Grandma brought her. Olivia says 'I could have been a contender!'




















Here she is in her new high chair. Very few components but the stupidest instructions ever so it took Mummy 2 hours to put together! Olivia says 'thats lovely Mum, but where's the food?'




















Olivia in her Bumbo playing with some new toys. Each of the balls has a different sound when you roll it around. At the moment she mainly likes throwing them all on the floor and making Mummy pick them up!




Friday, March 23, 2007

She May Be the Face I Can't Forget

As Zygote Daddy would say, here in gratuitious cuteness is Miss Olivia...




Friday, February 16, 2007

Loving by the Pound

Olivia has finally exceeded her birth weight. As of Monday she weighed 8lb 10. Took four weeks but we got there is the end. The daily drama of guessing how much formula to give her after a breast feed proved too much for all concerned. The previous week she had only gained 3 ounces and we just couldn't go on with her not putting much on. Now I give her a big breast feed in the morning when I have a decent amount of milk, followed by just a few ounces of formula, and then the rest of the day she has her full formula feed followed by as much time as she wants on the breast. She is still getting the benefits of breast milk and the comfort and bonding (or Mummy Loving as it is known in our house:) but we know that she has the calories she need to grow.

Here she is looking positively blooming!