5 months

I have been a little remiss in my blog posting of late. I'll summarise what has happened in the last few weeks - I was sick; Charlotte ate medication she shouldn't cue an emergency dash to the hospital, James away in china; James back sick and injured; Charlotte got sick; I got sick (with very severe tonsillitis; Angus has his needles (brave boy); Charlotte gets sick (40 degree temps, scary); I then get sick with the same thing (I think it was the man flu it was that bad). And that is about it. Did you get that we have been sick? I'm really over all the sickness; it is tempting to jsut hide away so that the germs can't get us. Although, a sick toddler is super cuddly and cute.

Oh and of course, Angus is nearly 5 months old. There really has been alot happening in his world. He is nearly rolling. He has done it each way once, but then hasn't done it again. He nearly rolls all the way over, his legs, hips, trunk are over but his head still stays in the one spot. I'm not all that worried though as he has excellent head control and also has really great trunk control. If you stand him up he will stand in the one spot for about a minute or so. He is also getting longer and we now have to bathe him in the big bath as he outgrew the baby bath.

These last few weeks we have been weaning him off his reflux medication. Up to the 4 month mark he actually got a bit worse. He was vomiting from the minute he woke up till bedtime. With Charlotte I felt her needles at 4 months made her worse, so I was dreading that. But it made no difference. They were actually delayed by 2 weeks (I was just too sick to take him) and I wonder if that made all the difference. Ever since then the vomiting has decreased and it seems to bother him less, so we have also cut out the meds. Today I didn't give him anything and the script has now run out. So cross fingers that that is it! I still expect him to puke but hope that it won't hurt him anymore.

The big milestone this week is that we started solids. I thought I would give it a go on the weekend. James actually took the first step. He had let me have an afternoon nap and I slept through Angus waking up (which I never do) and he seemed hungry. So I eventually woke to James feeding him. He took the farex really well, seems to love it. It is very cute, he launches himself at the spoon with a "whooomph" and then chews away. Yesterday we tried pumpkin which was a resounding success - albeit a little messy.

I'm looking forward to the next milestones of beginning to crawl! Eeeep.