Christmas Day 2009

Not a baby anymore

Officially.

I was cleaning the laundry this morning. Deepti was cleaning upstairs. N was in between. Literally.

I heard a "maaa..." noise. As I walked around, and Deepti descended from upstairs we found out that N was not a baby. She's officially in (or officially approaching) the terrible 2's.

She had managed to get her head stuck between the bannisters. Not a baby anymore.

This followed the adventure at dinner last night and opening an "Up and Go" carton during the week using nothing more than a straw and determination, resulting in aforementioned Up and Go being down and splattered all over N's clothes and face.

Not a baby anymore.

Restaurants

Eating out for dinner is not an option anymore. We've decided to become a takeaway family for the next few years.

We thought we could tire N out by playing in the park for an hour and having her wander around safeway. But by the time we got to dinner at 6pm she was a) starving, b) cranky and c) up to no good.

She managed to hold it together whilst waiting for the food, but as soon as the food arrived, she went into full on out of her mind mode. I spent half the meal outside with N and then once Deepti finished her meal, tag teamed and swapped.

The result was as expected. N was calm enough outside, out of the high chair. By the time we got through our meal, the only thing keeping her calm was an empty can of coke. Yes, we're that bad parents.

The drive home was as calm as could be expected, but then N lost the plot and started eating the plastic from the loaf of bread and crying her lungs out when Deepti changed her nappy.

N's asleep now. It's been a traumatic afternoon for all involved.

Baby facts

So bored one night and unable to sleep I prepared this graph.


Sorry about the fuzzy and small resolution. Red is weight (with y values on the left side) yellow is height (on right y axis) and blue is head circumference (y values on right side). Days is on the x-axis.

I apologise to all the maths geeks (Bob, Andrew, Dan, I tip my hat to you) because I haven't naturalised the scales, especially for weight. When I did, my computer program only could do on base 10 which is instinctively incorrect to my untrained eye.

Anyways, it got me wondering about all previous and going forward things. Like how N always seemed heavy to me, until I picked up a lighter baby. This was despite the nurse telling me N was a "light" baby. I remember struggling to hold N for any long period a year ago when we came to Perth. Likewise now. Except she's about4 kg heavier now. I think the weight is part of the difference, but with N, there is now the squirm factor which makes it much more difficult to hold her for any long periods.

So what does graph above prove? I'm a stats geek. I'm a doting father. N's growing. All good. And she might just one day be a tall girl.