Needles Needles Needles

Before we knew it, it was the day of injections again this week. It also didn't help that we were late getting out the door and as usual my local doctors was very late with our appointment, which only prolonged the unwanted suspense.

This was the biggy that we have been dreading. Three injections, two in one leg and one in the other. As usual Tyler was all smiles, which made us feel even more guilty about what we were about to let happen to him.

Andrea did opt to hold him this time, because of me feeling that Tyler would really hate me, as it seems every time we take him to this room daddy holds him while some woman sticks needles in him. Once in the room I could see Andrea really didn't want to be the one holding him so I told her it would be fine and I would hold him.

Just like the second lot of injections a few weeks ago, Tyler seems quite confused when he had the first needle as if it took a few seconds to process what this sensation was. By the time she had got the second needle he was well on his way to knowing it was pain and the crying and screaming was beginning.

I either calmed him or startled him with a few gentle bounces on my knee which calmed him just enough for the second needle. As soon as that one was done a quick pick up and spin round was once again enough to slow him down, so that the third could be done.

A couple of tears and a few hugs later we had him smiling again and ready to go. As we left we felt awful, yet relieved. It was horrible knowing we'd just put him in pain and that for the next day or two he was going to feel crap, but it was good to know that as far as injections go, that was it! Well at least until he's one.

Other than being a bit whiney for the rest of the day, there was no real difference in him. The difference came the next couple of days. The injections had done a bit of a number on him, he had a fever and was clearly quite uncomfortable, with his continuous stretching and straining, he was also quite miserable and at times it seemed nothing would calm him. After a little while I think the calpol had started to kick in and that combined with the jabs had pretty much knocked him out.

It is a horrible feeling sitting and getting his injections done, not once, but multiple times. It does make me wonder if he'll remember it and a "will he develop a hatred for me" frame of mind, but the answer is  simply, no.

His love for me has grown, as has mine and I can now finally feel like he does know me and love me. The laughs, the smiles, the excitement created when me or Andrea do simple things or even just enter the room.

I can't explain the feeling of watching our little man grow day by day, not only physically, but mentally. To be creating this wonderful personality. All I can really say is I wouldn't have it any other way.

Thank you for joining me again this week and I hope you join me again next friday.

Chatter, chatter! And we're nearly live!

This week has definitely been far from a quiet one! Although not in a bad way. Tyler has been more chatty than ever, whether it be talking to one of us, or just making noises to himself whilst watching tv or playing on his mat or even when he is supposed to be sleeping.

He's starting to giggle a lot more and is definitely starting to find his voice and how to make the different sounds. Much like he's doing at the moment whilst sitting in front of me watching me type this blog.

He is continuing to be a little fatty! Enjoying pretty much every flavour of food we give him and wolfing it down. He's been absolutely brilliant with his food, even learning very quickly to hold his mouth open when the spoon is coming toward him, even seeing the bowl he gets excited.

Next week is again injections time, a time I'm not looking forward to at all. I'm hoping that like last time he can be quite placid about it, now that he's got even more fat to cushion the needle!

We've also received some photo's we had taken by my very good friend Sally Evans at Sally Evans Photography. I was more than pleased with how they came out and should be viewable to everyone very soon.

As to what I have been working on for a while now is setting up a website, to help new parents and parents-to-be with pregnancies. This blog will be continued on the site along with helpful tips and advice.

The first stages of the site should be up soon and I will keep you posted on its progress.

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Thank you for joining me again this week and I look forward to talking to you again next week.

Chasing Gooses with Rolls

Well we went on somewhat of a wild goose chase this week. Tyler had been acting a bit odd with his sleeping pattern and the way he was acting, seemed weird. At times it felt upsetting for me and I know Andrea felt the same, we were confused and spent time trying to erase what could possibly be causing it.

We thought maybe it was because we'd just started him on rusks and it was his digestive system getting used to new foods. Our only thought with this, is he's really started to enjoy eating his rusks and gets really excited when he can see it coming.

We thought maybe it was because we stopped giving him infacol and any calpol. So to be safe we remembered what the pharmacist said to us a few weeks ago;
"If you are worried about absolutely anything, don't feel silly or worry what they will think, if you have concerns arrange an appointment and get it checked."

So we got there, the nurse checked him over and said that medically everything was absolutely fine, offered a few different suggestions and we were on our way.

Slightly relieved it wasn't a medical condition we sat to think about what it could be. We found it odd that he was getting back to his self again, he seemed happy again so it almost seemed like a phase. Then it struck us, midweek we up'd his feed, since that point he went back to his normal self.

We came to the conclusion it must of just been that the feeds we were giving him just weren't satisfying him. Little fatty is getting his dads appetite by the looks of it.

I was wondering what else I could talk about in this blog, but yesterday I was handed something to talk about by Tyler. After making progress through the week on using us to start pulling himself up to a seated position, then even managing pulling him self forward once or twice. Even though he was leaning back on our legs, we saw this as quite an achievement for the little guy. All this was good enough, but then yesterday, my mother was playing with him on his play-mat and out of the blue, for any of you who have me on twitter would know he rolled from his stomach to his back!

Now at first it doesn't sound like much, but it's weird how something so small can make you so chuffed inside. At that point I was a very proud daddy!

Thank you for joining me again this week on my journey and I actually managed to get this one out on time!

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