Dear WJ,
You're 2 months and 1 day old now. I feel like I've known you forever. Everything with you feels so natural.
Until I met you I didn't realise babies had such strong personalities. Your such a mix of Daddy and I, and you're very much a Leo!
You're so chilled out. I take you everywhere in my sling. The warmth and closeness of me makes you feel so safe and secure. The motion of me walking puts you to sleep. When I take you out everyone comments on how "content" you are.
But when you want something you won't wait. I think you got the impatience off me! If you want Boobie, sometimes I'd rather go to the toilet or make a cuppa first. You cry like I've not fed you all day, even though you probably only fed one or two hours earlier! Luckily I'm still breastfeeding you as I couldn't bear to make you wait while I prepared a bottle.
Sometimes you go four hours without feeding, other times you don't even manage an hour. Someday soon Daddy will probably feed you from a bottle so I can go to the gym or go out. Don't worry, I'll express some breastmilk for you, I wouldn't want you drinking formula milk. I only want the best for you! I can't imagine you drinking from a bottle though. When you have Boobie you're in charge. If you're not comfortable you wriggle and kick. If you want to switch sides when the milk flows too slowly you push me away and root for more. If I put you back on the same breast you protest, hitting me until I switch sides.
When you've finished feeding you go to sleep across me on your front. If there's enough pressure on your belly you usually do a loud burp. It's amazing how manly it sounds coming from such a little girl! You don't sleep as easily on your back. You seem to be troubled by wind quite often though. I often have to lift your legs and push them to your chest to help you get it out. At night you sleep next to me. I bought a little cot that only has 3 sides so I could have you next to me but not in my bed. Before that the only place you would sleep was my bed. You put your arms out to demand your own space; you're just like Daddy!
You had you're first injections last week, as well as your 6-8 week check. You weighed 9lb 11oz and measured 55cm long. I was worried about your belly button because it still has a lump on it. The doctor said it would go down on its own and it is doing. I pretended to be excited about your injections so you wouldn't sense and fear, but they still hurt you. You cried with the first one. I just wanted to cuddle you until you calmed down, but you needed another in your other thigh. You cried so much you could hardly breathe!
You look really long and thin. You're so pretty. You have long, black eyelashes and pink lips. You have blond eyelashes like me. The skin that was holding your eyelids together snapped and you can only tell it was there if you look carefully. I try not to dress you the same as every other baby. I sometimes buy boys clothes, like jeans and blue tops, which really are unisex, or I put you in bright colours. You were born with lots of hair, dark and messy like Daddy's. But you're losing that and have a bald patch at the back and your hair's really fine on top.
You like it when we talk to you. You seem to really listen, although I doubt you understand us. Daddy always gives you guided tours of places. You like having baths. You get really worried when I undress you in the bathroom, but then you smile when you're in the warm water. You love playing in your little activity gym. You lay down and hit the dangling things and shout "Khwai!! Khwee!!" You've also got a motorised swing that Grandma Kim got you. I'd much rather hold you or wear you in a sling all day but sometimes I need to do things and my shoulders hurt if I have you in the sling too much.
Yesterday we went to Manchester to start Christmas shopping. I usually leave it until last minute but I can't this year because it would be uncomfortable taking you on a crowded train, it would be scary for you shopping in busy crowds, and you don't like queuing. You slept for most of the day out, until we got to Primark and you wanted Boobie. I fed you in the sling. Then you were wide awake on the way home. You loved looking out of the window, watching everything go from one side of the window to the other. You kept talking to yourself.
I can't wait to take you swimming this week. I hope you don't get too cold.
Love
Mummy x
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