Bend and stretch

This week Hector discovered his toes. As we use re-usable nappies, he is rather bulky in the bottom department, so can only really engage with his toes during nappy change time. He is loving it! Every time we take off his nappy he reaches straight for his feet, and yesterday he managed to put them in his mouth, much to his – and our – delight.

We went to yoga yesterday and I did some gorgeous stretches but Hector got a bit frustrated towards the end for some reason and wasn’t too keen on letting me enjoy the relaxation bit. Hmmmmm. I came away feeling way too stressed for someone who had just done a yoga class. I noticed that he was doing his own little ‘bend and stretch’ sequence whilst I did mine, something he has also developed in the past couple of weeks: when we do a nappy change, I like to do ‘kick-kick-kick’ and ‘bend and stretch’ with him and he has started doing in by himself now. A little future yogi?!

This afternoon we are going to go swimming, his first proper swim in a big pool. How exciting!


Feeling godess-like

We made it to our mums and babies yoga class this morning. I was in two minds because Hector fell fast asleep about fifteen minutes before we were due to leave the house, so I had to distrub him to put him in his sling 😦 Luckily he fell back into his deep slumber and woke only when I set him down on the yoga mat. He was in good spirits throughout the class, looking around at the other babies, intrigued by them and their mummies! I felt great, really working into some delicious deep stretches and I focussed hard on using my (well padded) stomach muscles to support my back, which has been feeling a bit tight. We did some good stomach exercises, including a sort of ‘bicycle legs’ action; I really felt this one! Hector enjoyed the focus on him and even let me enjoy some relaxation at the end – I needed this after a very long night: Hector decided it would be fun to play and giggle at 2.30am and not settle back to sleep for a couple of hours. Tsk.

Still here…honest!

Blimey, I’m finding it hard to keep FitArtist updated these days, what with the demands of being a mum and my addiction to Facebook. We did make it to our Mums and Babies yoga last week and had a lovely time. The timing was all just perfect really: Hector woke up as we got there and was in a very bubbly mood, looking around at the other babies and generally being rather chilled. I had a chance to do some good stretching and then he was ready for the baby stretching/kick about bit. He did, however, stop me from enjoying the relaxation at the end by deciding he wanted to watch everyone else trying to relax! We will be going again tomorrow morning, so I hope things work out as well this time.

Yesterday we went to our first baby massage session. This is run by health visitors and is free, so I have waited ages to get a place but it was worth it. There were about 8 pairs in the class and we all knelt on the floor with our wriggling babes in front and set about giving them a lovely/loving massage. Hector was really into it (possibly because we do this regularly at home anyway) and wasn’t at all shy about getting his kit off in front of the other babies! It was great to pick up some proper techniques and learn some tips for various situations such as teething and tummy ache. I’m looking forward to the next session.

Hmmm, as for the running…we did make it out again one more time, but my resolve and eagerness has been somewhat quashed by two bouts of a food poisoning type thing. I was really knocked back by it and certainly didn’t feel like running (actually, I foolishly went out after being sick and regretted it afterwards!). So, I need to gear Edward up for another attempt at getting out, probably not so easy now the weather has taken a turn for the frosty.


Back in action…sort of

Hector is six weeks old today – where have those weeks gone?! Yesterday we went to the post-natal yoga class. I was pretty chuffed to get there after trying last week but failing at the first hurdle: getting out of the door! The class is very chilled, with mums and babies doing their thing: you are free to stop and feed your baby or walk around if they are crying and so on. At first, Hector was fast asleep in his sling, but soon woke up wanting a feed. After a ‘top up’, he was quite awake and we did a move where you lay your baby on their tummy over your knee. He seemed to like this, so much so that he threw up all over my trousers, himself and the yoga mat. Oh dear.

We will try and go again next week and will hopefully have a less messy trip.

So, six weeks on from his birth, my life has really changed, nobody can prepare you for just how different things are with a little guy in tow. He is truly gorgeous and a real delight to be around, but we have had a difficult couple of weeks where he has been suffering from a gurgly, painful tummy after feeding. This could be called colic, but he doesn’t scream inconsolably, as with ‘colic’, and you can see it’s definitely relieved by wind or filling a nappy. It’s heartbreaking to see him crying though, his little eyes looking up and his voice sounding like a plea of ‘owwww’. 😦 Our midwife suggested trying cranial osteopathy, so we have an appointment, but not for another couple of weeks.

The past six weeks have been a time of ‘firsts’ for our little boy: his first trip out (to Hampstead Heath), his first Tube ride, first gallery visit (to see Anthony Gormley at the Hayward), first smile/laugh (these were very early, around the second week)…and this has been a time of firsts and unexpected experiences for me too.

Things I would not have imagined six weeks ago 

– Being able to manage on just a few hours sleep – I am normally so grumpy without sleep, but Hector doesn’t cry in      the night, just wants lots of feeds then goes straight back to sleep. People say you should catch up by ‘sleeping when baby sleeps’. Yeah, right! That’s when I put the washing on, cook food, tidy up, check my mail…

– Talking to so many complete strangers: people stop us on the street, on the Tube and so on, so they can ask how old  he is, what his name is and say how gorgeous he is 🙂

–  Breastfeeding in unusual public settings. When we are out and about and Hector wakes up, he generally wants feeding straight away, and there’s no way you can carry on. This has resulted in a whole new approach from me: ‘he needs feeding, so I will stop right here, right now, whatever’. We have fed in many crazy spots: on the bus, on the train, at the check-out at Sainsburys, in a furniture display at Ikea, in the park, at the bus stop…I’m quite proud of myself for getting over my nervousness about this.

– Looking into the eyes of my little chap and crying with joy. It can’t be described, but it’s the most overwhelming feeling I have ever had.