Almost 12 weeks old and so much has changed.
Big gummy smiles occur more freely and just this past week you have let go of your first real giggles. You squeak, you coo and let out the odd squeal. You also drool, gnaw on your hands and spit up randomly.
You’re still working out how to use your hands, but take delight in clawing at your blanket or a nearby toy. You cat nap throughout the day, but sleep well at night usually only waking once. You’re already rolling up onto your hip, so I know it won’t belong before you’re rolling over. You seem to enjoy “tummy time” a little more, although you’re not quite sure what to make of Eva yelling words of encouragement: “Lift your head, Owen!”.
I finally gave up trying to squeeze you into 000 (0-3 months) size onesies and accepted the fact that you are no longer a newborn, but a baby boy.
I guess after 10 years away I am really no longer a local, but going down to Byron still feels like a homecoming.
Eva played along the shoreline, then in the shallows, and finally splashing through the waves. Owen slept on the sand. We had a greasy pub meal at the Beach Hotel, and then Johnny and Eva split an ice cream.
We would only be there for three and a half hours, but it was still a perfect day.
Watching Owen and Eva interact. Eva is so loving towards her brother—almost violently (in a nice way) loving. We are constantly telling Eva, “gentle hands”, but it’s hard to convince her to be less aggressive when Owen is all smiles as his big sister tries to roll him around the bed.
Watching Eva’s imagination. Who would have thought that toy wooden cookies make for perfect train wheels? Or that cotton wool tips are perfect for painting colourful fireworks?
Despite the lack of having a “real” Winter in Australia, Eva is curious and a little obsessed with talking about snow and Christmas for that matter. Most of our books have the seasons centred around the Northern Hemisphere, such as our favourite In the Town All Year ‘Round, which is why I love the Australian focused book All Through the Year. So despite it being Winter, Eva is expecting Christmas to come soon, but is just waiting for it to start snowing…
Using cloth nappies again. It’s hard going from disposables to cloth. Yes, modern cloth nappies are much easier than they use to be, but just not as convenient. So now my laundry pile just got a little bigger, which takes me to …
Having to do laundry every night. I haven’t seen the bottom of our laundry basket in months.
Tantrums, iPads, and sleep deprivation. There have been too many days that we are not proud of as parents. Days where Eva has spent way too much time in front of a screen. Days where she is feeling rough and I am feeling rough and it is just too difficult to deal with the toddler tantrum, so I hand her the iPad. But at least these days are becoming less common as I am finally starting to find my routine as a mother of two. Instead we bake cookies, or do crafts or go to the park on a playdate. And those days are so much better.
A Perfect Day.
We started the day by driving over to Eva’s ballet class. After 30 minutes of Walter the Waltzing Worm and Rata-tat-tat-tat, we took the CityCat over to the markets.
We laid out blankets on the grass. And while Johnny went out hunting and gathering fresh pineapple, coffees and macaroons, I sat with the kids enjoying a beautiful winter’s day in the subtropics.
Eva climbed a tree, played at one of the best playgrounds in Australia, and generally ran herself out of petrol. Owen, fed, slept and watched his sister.
It was a perfect, do-nothing day.
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