3 months! If I've got it right, Albie is no longer a newborn. It's so obvious we have a baby on our hands now. I go upstairs and I can hear baby sounds whether it's cooing, whinging, laughing, or chatting. We do have a chatterbox on our hands so you always hear something and it's definitely not the sweet sound of napping we rarely get that in the daytime! At the moment we're not getting much feeding either we have a little pickle who doesn't know what he wants.
Albie is great fun though and a real heartbreaker with his smiles and giggles.
I'm going back to work in two weeks and while I was excited about it previously, I am now dreading it. It makes sense though. I went to uni, got into a silly amount of debt because of it and need to reduce the debt by working. In my head it feels wrong to have all that ambition as a youngster and spend all that money on education and then have a baby and struggle with all that debt with statutory maternity pay. My heart feels different though. I want to spend every day making my little baby smile even on the bad days when I can't get him to nap or drink milk and he whinges at me all day. Oh if I could have a word with my 18 year old self and say "don't do it!! Get a job now!" All this dread means I'm not making the most of my time off and I'm sulking on the sofa a lot of the time. I'm sure once I get back into the swing of things at work I'll have more precious moments with Albie and we will make the most of our time together. We have to.
Albie has definitey changed physically, he is holding his head up really well now. He really isn't a fan of tummy time and because of his flat head it's been suggested he sits in a "bumbo" - Albie is not a fan of that either. What Albie lacks in all those physical things, he makes up for with plenty of interaction so reading books and putting lots of colourful objects in front of him is a winner.