And what about Naomi?
22 May 2012 Leave a Comment
in Parenting, Photos Tags: Baby, development stages, milestones, supported sitter, twins, unsupported sitter
Whilst Zoey scrambles about the flat, exploring and getting into mischief her counterpart sits and sits and sits. The girl loves to sit. On knees, in the corner of the sofa, on the bed, in the bath, and most of all on the play mat surrounded by pillows that are ready to catch her when she throws her head back with such a vigorous laugh that she topples backwards, and is not amused.
They are such different girls: physically, temperamentally and developmentally. Naomi, at this point, shows no interest on being on her belly or rolling over. Sure she sleeps on her side but during the day she likes to sit, and she has been like that from three months – if not earlier. She’d lay on the play mat for a bit and then cry till she was put in her box (our poor man’s version of a Bumbo) or stuffed in the corner of the sofa.
Now she can sit and play she is so happy. I reckon that one day she’d just pull herself up and walk to the fridge for a snack.
Creeper
15 May 2012 1 Comment
in Parenting, Photos Tags: babies, chocolate, family, motherhood, poor sod, toddler
Before we talk Zoey and creeping can I just say that there is a plague upon this family. The Cylonettes and I are just emerging from the snottiest cold ever when Papa Cylon gets struck down with it, or an evil mutation of the original snotty cold. Poor sod came home early from work, and crashed out in the bedroom. Then Zoey went to bed at 7:30pm, and Naomi sensed that there was a power vacuum on the sofa so decided not to go to sleep. The girl only just crashed out at almost 9pm. That never normally happens with Naomi as she loves her sleep but I reckon that since Alex and Zoey were in the other room she saw a good opportunity to stay up late, and get in a bit more grinning. You know, in case she hadn’t done enough!
So Zoey.
Zoey, Zoey, Zoey, Zoey.
What a girl. I was watching her this afternoon, and she is so close to crawling forward. She has started testing out her knees and rocking back and forth (when not trying to lunge forward). It’s like having a wild life documentary unfold in your living room. I keep expecting David Attenborough to pop up from behind the sofa and start narrating.
I am sure that things are going to fall into place with her in the next few days, and in the meantime we can celebrate what a nimble backwards shuffler she is.

















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