Eli woke up a tad grizzly and frazzled this morning, I found him sitting in his cot playing with his feet. I think he was upset he couldn’t suck his toes because of his long onesie pyjamas he wears for his night sleep.
We had a quick snuggle in my bed as he was so happy to get out of his cot then he sat down and hurriedly scoffed down a huge breakfast of cereal and jammy toast before beginning the hectic rush the both of us had to get ourselves ready this morning.
My first antenatal appointment here went pleasingly well today. I managed to get Eli bug and myself dressed and ready and arrive at the doctors surgery 15 minutes early.
The midwives however, were not as organised as us! We waited an entire hour in the waiting room (disappointingly illequipt with any toys or anything with what to entertain a child)
We drew on paper, HE drew on his legs, which in retrospect I probably should have stopped him from doing but, strapped in an unmoving pram for an entire hour would be enough to have driven anyone insane.
We were finally called in (and as this was a booking in appointment) we took a long time with the medical history questions in which I get really good at saying the word NO
Heart problems No
Medicine No
High blood pressure No
Allergies No
Family history- wouldn’t have a clue.....
Where at this point I am forced to give a quick rundown on my personal history which is the cause of my lack of family history which is
Um
Awkward...
Eli was fascinated with how the midwife checked Fyn in my belly, measuring my uterus and listening to his heartbeat. His eyes widened as he heard the racing horse like beats of his healthy new little brothers heartbeat.
My charming little conman did his bit and played his part of angel child perfectly by turning on the smiles and giggles as if with a tap every time someone payed attention winning himself a play with a stethoscope and a blown up rubber glove “balloon” which he quickly got stuck into drawing upon.
Piles of paperwork later, myself teamed up with a student midwife (who will accompany me to all my appointments and whom I must ring when I go into labour), Eli all tuckered out we finally made our way home.
I was singing as loudly as I could (to what else but Dinosaur Roar!) to keep Eli awake until we made it home which he did due to my terribly off key vocal skills.
Eli settled beautifully and had a great 2 hour nap waking up in a great mood.
We had a whole hour bath during which Eli impressed me with his animal recognition.
We sang Old Macdonald over and over again amidst hugs and giggles, Old Macdonald , in our version of the song, has only 3 pets on his farm. He has a “Woof Woof”
After which Eli yells
“DOG”
Old Macdonald also has a Dinosaur
Yells of “RAAR!” explode
And he has a Duck
“Quack Quack Quack” loudly from Eli.
‘Galumph went the little green frog’ was sung at least 20 times as Eli attempted the hand motions and became really quite good at them.
It was so rewarding to watch his little mind ticking over everything that we did. He was thoroughly proud of himself and I can safely say I was more than impressed with his accomplishments!
And so, with another day spent with my little blonde ray of sunshine over I shall leave you to your evening. My head still echoing with Baa Baas and Mary Marys and 5 little ducks taking a long walk over a hill and far away.
Ciao
xo
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