Never mind geek cartoons and family blogs, I almost forgot the BIG news of the day, which is that everyone’s favourite squared-faced Bexley Bubbah did some proper forward crawling for the first time yesterday!
She’s been rolling around and pushing herself on her back for weeks, but recently started to climb up on all fours, look at us excitedly…and then fall flat on her face again (so we can’t leave her unsupervised on our living room floor, which is unforgiving parquet).
If you leave her on her stomach in the living room she’ll slide backwards slowly across the floor, always somehow ending up under the sofa regardless of where she started or what direction she was facing. And believe me when I tell you that Bubbah – she no like being under the sofa.
So far she’s only done it the once, claims the Lovely Melanie; further best efforts have failed miserably. There’s no rush, however, since once she masters it we’re going to have to start putting all our precious things up on tables.
I’m not sure if even that will suffice, since as I mentioned before, Bubbah’s already surprisingly good at walking (while holding our hands) so the precious things may shortly need to be raised even further – onto high shelves (or perhaps electrified…?) – to keep them safe from grabbing podger hands.
We’ve been having some minor bother with Millie waking up in the night, too. I say ‘we’, I actually mean the Lovely Melanie, as I’m an excellent sleeper, thank you.
Millie’s been waking up four or five times a night. Sometimes wanting some water, sometimes to go to the loo, sometimes because she can’t find her ’nuffle, and sometimes…sometimes not even Millie knows what she wants. Regardless of what she might (or might not) want, Millie tends to lie in bed and cry until we go in to see what the matter is.
All of this has led to a very tired Lovely Melanie in the mornings.
We’ve already put a light in the upstairs hallway, just outside Millie’s room (fear not, eco-warriors, it’s an ultra-low-energy light that if it were left on all the time for a whole year would only use 50p of electricity, and we do not leave it on all the time, I can assure your green ass!)
What we’ve done now is given Millie carte blanche to get out of bed at nights, but only in order to use the toilet or get a drink of water – now handily located in a cup next to the ultra-low-energy night light. We’d already tied some extra string on the bottom of the bathroom light so she can reach that, and now there’s no reason why she can’t mostly fend for herself at night, without waking anyone else up.
I’ll let you know how this works out.
Still haven’t bitten my nails, and we’re now up to day #4. Thankfully, I now have sufficient nails to scratch myself with; ‘thankfully’ because I was getting tired of the Lovely Melanie laughing at me whenever I tried to do so and ended up making things worse, before having to reach for some vaguely edged instrument to do the job with.
