As requested, an update on the small people (breaking it up to get more posts out of it, hahaha)
The last time I blogged about Oliver, I was talking about how I’d felt ‘forced’ to wean him over night because his latch is at its absolute worst then. Within a few weeks, he’d stopped asking at all overnight and this was with minimal fuss (still feeding him if he cried, because I assumed he really needed it then). He’s still feeding in the day, which I’m happy to continue until his latch deteriorates so much I can’t bear it or he no longer asks…
Oliver has had a real boost in speech over the past month, going from a few basic words and gestures to around 50 or so. My favourites include ‘poo poo’ and ‘wee wee’ because I’m mature like that. He knows some signs which he uses alongside his words to get his point across.
Favourite toys at the moment include the cars and car mat and his books, which I’m hoping means he’s going to love ‘reading’ as much as his sister. We really are book lovers in this house so I don’t know how I’d cope if the kids rejected them! :O He also likes ‘helping’:
Teeth-wise we’re nearly done, just like his sister at this age – we’re working on a molar (possibly 2, it’s rare he brings in just one tooth) and if he follows his sister’s pattern to the letter these will be done by around 18-19 months. I have no idea why the last teeth are called the 2-year molars :P
Oliver will be starting mornings at nursery from January. I’ve gone back and forth with myself over this, because I know some people think that “work at home mum” == “kids never in childcare” but that’s just not practical. Sure, it was easier when he was <12 mo and napping twice a day but now I'm lucky to get 45mins out of him and I do have work to do. I'm nowhere near as worried about him starting nursery as I was his sister, partly because I've been here before and I know it's not the end of the world as we know it and partly because when we go to pick Izz up, he's runs off to play and does NOT like being told that actually we have to go home. I'm really looking forward to Christmas with him, as he was too young to understand last year. Ho ho ho!