It must have been to impress his old cousin but he was crazy about walking yesterday. So we finally got and nice videos to send to Jon’s side of the family. But I can’t help myself to share here. It’s such a nice memory!
He took his first independent steps at 9 months, but has not been this courageous ever and he kept doing it, but only really walking towards his cousin. He’s 10 months now so he’s pretty early to be walking. (Although our neighbours boy started walking at 8 months, I think they said, so it’s not extraordinary early in any way) Jon also started walking at 10 months.
Of course no one knows when I started walking. I don’t mind, I know my parents and I did not expect them to remember. I’m the same you see, just thanks to all the photos and the blog and instagram, I can get the information relating to Aiden. This wasn’t the case in 82 though. But then yesterday mum said that she did record it on that sheet. I knew what sheet she meant and I have it! So I started going through my little secret box of memories and found it! In pencil was some scribbles of my age when holding my head steady, giving them my first smile… But then, nothing! About 3 months in they’d forgotten about me! I guess I was too quiet as a baby. Mum insists I was under a year when I started walking. But I guess it could have been any age really. Oh well, it did happen, I’m walking now so that’s how I know.
When we stopped for a break when out cycling a few weeks ago, I was walking around with Aiden holding his hand and this man started chatting to me:
“He’s around a year, I guess?” he said.
“10 months yesterday” I said proudly.
“Oh he’s early! Give him a month and he’ll be walking all by himself. This one [pointing at his late teen, early twenties daughter] she started walking at 8 months already. Her younger sister was way over the year though. But as I always say – they are equally good at walking today!”
Got this sent to me at work today and it immediately made it as a background image on my phone. It just makes my heart so happy!
I went back to work yesterday after the cold and taking care of my baby. I’m still full of snot and have a cough tickling about, especially at night. Speaking of that I really need to sleep now as I don’t know what the night will bring. It’s not just the baby waking up (more often now due to blocked nose poor thing), but also because of my own cough and these weird restless nights with nightmares. Woke up the night before last imagining I was choking on a hazelnut from the nut/seed bread I made that night. Next time I woke up to feed Aiden I thought about it and realised it could not have been a hazelnut as I didn’t even taste the bread before going to bed. Wondering if it was instead one of my 3 spiders every person is suppose to swallow in a year. Started thinking that what if I didn’t swallow it properly and it started climbing up my nose and behind my eye. Pondered googling the issue to find out if that would even be possible. But I stopped myself luckily and eventually fell asleep again.
So yeah, better go to sleep now…
Here's a photo from yesterday when Aiden comes to greet me when I come home from work. Just makes me so superhappy.
We have a family cold. The whole works, all of us. Snotty noses, coughs, sore muscles, fever, and so on. I’m sick of it now and it’s only the second day. I get depressed walking around in PJs all day, feeling like a huge infection, infecting everything I touch…
Good things about a cold though:
- Lots of cuddles from a tired baby & him falling asleep in my arms
- Not smelling the poo diaper smells
- Did my UK tax return – since I was already bored right.
This video that Jon captured is just so cute. He so can walk but it’s all about building confidence. Having a clear goal and a plan seems to work. He seems to be extra confident around this area, but he’s also walked across the kitchen. But he definitely prefers hand holding, or holding on to a finger rather. He comes and grabs one when he wants to go explore. Sweet boy.
I just cycled to the store to get some snacks in pure desperation, just to realise the store was closed. Of course it is, is Swedish midsummer. A pagan holiday more holy than Christmas. So I threw together some roasted chickpeas. A lot healthier than any of the options I had in mind on the way to the store. But today I don’t want healthy. I want comfort. My snack-need is insane and there can only be one explanation… That time of the month.. . Would also explain all the tears for weird reasons. Would also explain all the sad feelings for huge reasons, disappointment and just ‘upsetness’ for the sake of all the children being treated badly in the world as I write this silly blog post and wait for my pms snack to be ready.
“I need to start working out!” – it’s been spinning around in my mind for ages. I had a go when recovering from giving birth with some really boring mummy exercises, but I just didn’t keep it up.
I’ve been meaning to start doing HIIT workouts as I don’t, as many others, have a lot of time and I have great experience with it. And I also want to pick up running. Anyway, nothing happens, I can’t find the time or energy to start. But today I just did it, and I’m glad I did. Hopefully it’s the beginning of a good new routine. You can always hope… I did this one.
Another one who’s been working away all day practising is Aiden. When grandma Elaine was here she was practising his clapping skills, but he just refuses to give it a try even. Today I clapped my hands and he did it! Only once though and I’m the only witness. We tried and we tried, but he’s just not interested to repeat it at the moment. Another thing he’s been doing a lot lately is letting go when standing or moving from holding the couch to table and back. But today he let go and took a couple of steps before grabbing the table. And he took a few steps towards me today as well. So maybe, maybe he’ll be walking soon. He does seem interested now and letting go on his own initiative. That will be a big milestone indeed!
One day when Elaine was here we did an outing to Åstugan. It was kind of creepy as we’d made no plans for that day yet and Jon looked at me and said: “I know what we can do” and I knew exactly what he was thinking of. OK then, we did talk about this place a couple of months ago when there was a nice day, and looked it up and realised it wasn’t open yet. But I’d checked the other day again and apparently had Jon been thinking about it too… Last time we were here was not last summer but the summer before, when Iris was only a month old and Jon & I were in Sweden to visit.
Anyway, besides the coffee incident it was a lovely afternoon outing and here’s some more photos.
I have a few days off work and the above photos are not from any of those. It’s from the week before when the summer weather hit us. Aiden loves being outside.
The weather isn’t as good now unfortunately, but it’s out of anyone’s control so just have to adjust the plans accordingly.
On Saturday my mother in law arrived and we’ve had some nice days. Yesterday we went to Södermalm in Stockholm. We went to this raw food restaurant (Matapoteket) and has some nice lunch. Or I did, Jon wasn’t really interested and Elaine tried one of their smoothies.
Matapoteket in Stockholm
Today we spent the day mostly at home except for an outing to a coffee place just outside Nyköping. I took some photos with my camera, but as I’m blogging from my phone you’ll have to wait for those photos.
I ordered a double espresso, but there was some confusion when they served us so yeah I was running back and forth. Eventually I got my espresso, and it just figures it will be knocked out by Aiden....