Immunisations...

Oti was immunised on Friday. I spent the morning anxiously anticipating his pain. Phil and I were scared that he'd associate the pain with us, that he'd think we were to blame! We were also a bit worried about the potential side-effects — a healthy, happy baby is hard enough work, how would we manage a sick little grump?

Anyway, it really was a fairly minor moment. He drank the medicine quite happily, and I popped him on the boob for the main event. He let out a fairly high-pitched yelp, and there were a few tears (yes, some of those fell from MY eyes). It would have been cute if it weren't so sad... He was trying to feed and cry at the same time, and the nipple kept falling out of his open, screeching mouth. Other than a low-grade fever later that night and some half-hearted feeding the next morning, I'm pleased to report he was absolutely fine.

Dr Hsu also weighed and measured him. He's now — at 2 months of age — 62.5 cm long and weighs 5.7 kg. Impressive! It feels great to get some reassurance that, at least in the physical sense, he's thriving and being properly cared for.

Not that he's struggling intellectually or anything!! He's developing so well, changing so very quickly. He's favourite thing to do these days is to talk to us. If Phil and I are chatting, he'll try to join in, often imitating — fairly poorly, I'll admit! — the types of sounds we're making. I'll say "hello", he'll say "aaaeeeooooooo". It's just the cutest thing. He's very vocal, a regular chatterbox. I guess that's no surprise, given how chatty both his parents are! He tends to look so proud after making conversation, it's as if he's aware that he's done something clever and cute.

His feet are so funny! He's got a big gap between his big toe and his second toe... I guess he's all ready to wear Havianas! Phil calls this evolution. Anyway, I'll be buying him a pair as soon as his feet are big enough to fit into the tiny ones. They're so cool! Perfect for my cool little bubba.

His hair is getting lighter by the day. I think in a month or so it will be white!

He's asleep in his bed right now... On his tummy! I know it's not the recommended sleeping position, but he is most comfortable that way, and much, much easier to settle like that. Perhaps that makes me a lazy and neglectful parent. I guess I'll have to live with that! But, really, who likes sleeping flat on their back?