Okay, Mitey Mite asked about Leo - and because I love the idea of Leo having 'blogparents' on the other side of the world (she spontaneously crocheted him the beautiful blanket we took to the hospital to wrap him in), she gets first dibs.
He is smiling and laughing and yesterday he went his door bouncer for the first time. Today he has got so excited at being able to bounce himself up and down that he has just vomited copiously all over the floor. He is talking to his teddy and to the cuddly kangaroo that B's Australian relatives sent him and is starting to play with the little rattling toys on the arch over the pram and on the 'gym' thing that we bought him.
He enjoys the car - which is just as well, as he seems to spend a lot of time in it, either travelling up and down to Merseyside or to Somerset. Yesterday he came to a Production Debrief in Manchester and on Monday he came to a rig in Stratford-Upon-Avon. He and I fell asleep in the corner eventually, whilst B finished his focus. He's had his nappy changed on a flight-case and likes the way his daddy's adjustable spanner rattles on it's belt-ring.
He seems to have quite steady reflux - at least, a lot of what you put in comes back out the same way - but he is also gaining weight steadily - he was 12lb (that's British pounds, I don't know if US ones are different) the last time he was weighed a couple of weeks ago. He has been in three to six month clothes for the last three or so weeks - the cloth nappies give them such big bottoms :).
He is trying to crawl and can 'caterpillar' himself along. You put him down at one end of the Moses basket and in the morning he's right at the top with his head touching the edge. In another couple of weeks, he'll be too big for it and will have to go in to the cot in the nursery. He's already snoozing in there in the day time and has his mobile 'the carnival of mutant animals' set up above it to look at (a red cow, a purple sheep, a bright pink pig and a yellow horse-thing - they all have multicoloured feet and circle round and round to the tune of 'twinkle twinkle little star').
He likes the rocking chair. It has a brown-and-black throw over the back of it, that sister-Natalie brought me back from South Africa. He likes one particular picture of some figures hunting a pig. He stares at it as you have him on your shoulder to wind him and when you stop rocking he chatters at you until you start again.
Last week, B was away for five nights. Leo and I went to collect him and when we walked in to the room, he recognised B immediately and was all smiles and laughs for him. I think B was surprised at how demonstrative he was. He misses B when he goes away. He likes you to talk to him and tell him stories and he loves his bath. Usually, he comes in with one of us and he really can swim - at first I thought he was drowning, thrashing his arms and legs about all over the place. But further gentle research shows that he is actually having a good time and 'swimming'. He doesn't mind getting his face wet or water in his eyes and ears.
He is growing out of the first-size 'Ella's House' hemp nappies. The 'Mother-Ease' one-size ones fit him much better now (they were too big to begin with) and are much more absorbent - but not so pretty! He likes going in the sling and looking out under the straps. He doesn't like wearing a hat and quite often pulls it down over his eyes. When he's very upset he pulls the tops of his ears down, which looks very funny and makes me laugh in an 'oh my goodness what's he upset about now' kind of way.
He is hungry ALL THE TIME. And he is constipated. The doctor has recommended dilute fruit juice to cure the latter, which seems to work. The former - well, he's on 'Hungry Baby' baby food. He seems to eat a lot during the day - every three or four hours - and then he sleeps for seven hours after you first put him down at night. Then he wakes up for another feed and after that sleeps for five hours. So it's all in the timing - but we are both starting to feel a bit better in ourselves.
Today, he has done swimming, some door-bouncing, some time in his gym and some time helping us sort out the chickens in the garden in the rain. He didn't see much of the garden, as he was zipped up inside B's waterproof with only the bobble on his hat showing - but he seemed quite content.
Enough already. I keep saying I don't want this to become a baby-centric blog! Tomorrow - something not baby-centric :).