Month 6 (week 24)

Finally i've caught up with time.Eli turned 6 months old 2/05/10,half a year has gone by already,time really does fly when your having fun.Or should I say sleep deprived and rushed of your feet with an endless list of things to do! Eli got weighed last week,now a bouncy 19lb 2oz.I decided to make my first batch of veg purée. Butter-nut squash,Parsnip and sweet potato,yummy! After steaming all this lovely veg I found out the blender didn't have a fuse in it, so I had to use the potato-ricer gadget.All the while with Eli in the background letting me know,he wasn't impressed with my efforts.The kitchen looked like a bomb hit it.But after about a good hour of going backwards & forwards I managed to fill my brand new ice-cube trays and pop them in the freezer. Job done! The next day transferring these lovely little cubes to a bag wasn't as easy as I thought.I banged them on the work-top,stuck! I tried to gently ease them out with a knife,no joy! in the end I just hammered each cube out and in the process broke all three ice-cube trays!But I do learn from my mistakes,we are now the proud owners of a silicone ice-cube mould, Yay!After all this effort Eli tasted it and well he didn't seem to impressed, I think he just needs to give it another go:) It hasn't put me off torturing his taste buds in the future, I am looking forward to trying out my new mould and more challenging recipes :)

Month 4 (it's all happening now)

At 12 weeks old it all started to happen.Eli moved into his very own big boy cot, his feet was starting to dangle over the end of the Moses basket,we thought it was time for a upgrade.Max now had to share,now it's the 'boys room'.Our room seemed empty,he was only in the next room, but with the monitor next to my ear constantly listening,we made it through the night.It seemed like forever until the morning,but it eventually came and so did the wake up call or should i say scream."where am I, this isn't my normal ceiling?" jumping out of bed like a mad women,i managed to navigate into the boys room with my eyes half shut.It didn't take long until it was normal.Eli did and still does keep waking up at around 3am,i stopped feeding him in the night around 8-9 weeks old,it must just be habit, which eventually he'll grow out of,i hope:).Shortly after the big move Eli started to show signs of being ready for weaning, he was always looking for food,didn't sleep for very long,always chomping down on anything he could get his hands on and watching us eating.Now the guidelines say it's better to start introducing proper food at around 6 months.But we knew he was ready,a suck on a rusk here and a teaspoon of baby rice there.Like a duck to water.I bought some cow&gate jars,they all have yummy names like,granpa's sunday lunch and creamy cottage pie.Trouble is Eli didn't like them.He did love their banana porridge,and had it all the time for breakfast.Heinz choc pudding,egg custard with rice and spaghetti bollonaise went down better.And he is sleeping for longer periods of time,a good 2-3 hours at midday and again about 6-7pm.so i can tackle the ever growing mountain of ironing:)