Joseph stole Valentine's Day's thunder by finally deciding to graduate from the commando crawl he's been doing for the last six-ish weeks to a proper crawl [IG vid clip here]. I'll never forget that he crawled on Valentine's Day and it'll probably be something I'll tell his future girlfriends or wife one day... Or even his children if he has any! Weird thought!
This week Joseph had two swimming lessons - bit of a long story but Water Babies had to make up some of the sessions they'd cancelled and as we're on holiday for the official make up sessions we had to join another class. We've been twice at the later time of 4.45pm on a Wednesday and both times Joseph has ended up in tears and it's a bit of a worry as we've just moved to that class officially so that I'll still be able to take him when I return to work. I hope he is ok next time we go.
We went to our local soft play centre with two of Joseph's baby friends, Matilda and Henry on Tuesday, and our local baby group on Friday. It was Joseph's second time going to soft play in less than a week but it was my first time watching him. He was in his element (IG pic here) after some initial 'WTF is going on' faces and he now seems to think everywhere is a soft play centre so he can climb up on everything and it won't hurt if he falls... which sadly isn't true. He has more bumps on the head this week (always the same place!) but luckily no cat scratches this time. Today he started cruising along the sofa and Ruari spotted him completely letting go before falling to a sitting position. Maybe it won't be long until he walks? Who knows, but I'm not holding my breath!
Oh, in nerve-racking news, Joseph has picked up another cough and he barely napped today, I think, from gum ache but possibly a sore throat, I just don't know. I am taking him to the doctor first thing in the morning to get him checked. Ruari and I both said that if Joseph was poorly then we wouldn't take him to India, especially if the doctor didn't recommend him going - and I don't want to risk something mild getting worse whilst we out there, so tomorrow I'll find out of it's just a tickle or another chest infection. Hopefully I'll be blogging from Candolim in Goa next week rather than Chartham in Kent, but it really does feel up in the air right now. Eek!
Did I say last week that he started saying mama? Well, he does and has been for a couple of weeks now. But only really when he's frustrated... Slightly frustratingly!
I hope you had a good week and I wish you all a good one coming up. N'night xx
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