On 2 July, the nice paediatrician came home again to give you your first inoculation. You are now two months old and while Mummy and Daddy are in favour of inoculation, they really do not have the first idea about what is really necessary and what is just lettuce and parsley on the platter of good health. So, we trust the nice paediatrician, pay him for his advice and pay him for the vaccines he brings.
Grandad Y says it's all a lot of rubbish and most of the stuff that you will be inoculated for is harmless anyway. In his day they used to let the kids play in the street, get ill and then they never had to worry for the rest of their lives. They were immunised without giving a penny to Bayer and Glaxo. Those were tougher times, though before i-Pods were invented.
Anyway, it's started now, your journey.
Here you are with a bit of cotton on your thigh where the nice Paediatrician put the needle in. you don't look too upset, because you are not. You winced a little at the time, but immediately afterwards, you found your fingers and started sucking on them and then everything was fine.
On 11 June the nice Paediatrician came and said you were looking good. You are now 57cm long, up from 53, with a head circumference of 36cm and you weigh in at a whopping 3770 gr!
He said that any similarities you have to the frogs will wear off in time and we should not be worried.
On Friday the nice Paediatrician came to see you again while Daddy was at work. You were 190 grammes more than last time (a week earlier) and weighed in at 3160gr. You also had grown 2cm in ten days and had a head circumference 5mm bigger than last time. It seems all that feeding is having some effect on something other than your poo, after all.
On Friday evening Maggie and Lefteris came to visit and brought you something to play with. Daddy had his doubts about how interesting this new toy would be, but in the end, he saw that you were overjoyed to have it and watch everything go round. The musical mobile, together with the dummy form the first line of defense against your grumbling whenever you get a little grumbly (which isn't that often).
Mummy and Daddy were a little bit apprehensive at first, but only a few minutes of classical midis later, they were sold!
It's been two days since Daddy wrote here about what you have been up to. That's because Daddy had to go back to work on Monday, because the Greek state has a very advanced social policy regarding new fathers and allows the father to be away from work for two whole days! Daddy took three more days off from his annual leave to be with you at home for your first few days back.
On Monday the nice Paediatrician came. He had been suggested to us by Litsa the midwife and although he's quite old, he seemed bright and sprightly enough on the phone and made a good impression on Mummy and Daddy when he came. He brought some papers for Mummy and Daddy to read and told us a few things, most of which were just what we thought we wanted to hear! One thing that we were not expecting was that he said that no one should visit for six months! Mummy and Daddy think this is crazy, but they are going to try to tread on the safe side of the golden mean. The nice paediatrician measured you while he was at home with us. You are 200gr heavier than when you were born, and 1cm longer!
Mummy and Daddy have been trying all sorts of tricks to keep you quiet and happy. Here you are in Mummy's sling.
You like the sling because you are always close to Mummy and you can feel her warmth and it keeps you all snug and wrapped up. For the same reason you like to sit on Mummy's breastfeeding cushions:
On Monday night Granny M came and watched Mummy and Daddy give you a bath. Here are some photos of bathtime. You like being given a bath under the tap in the sink!
Daddy holds you usually, and Mummy sponges you down with the nice natural sponge. Sponges are animals too and Daddy can't wait to tell you all about the strange animals that you cannot imagine existing on this earth with us.
Here you are getting dressed again after your bath and here you are getting your hair brushed after getting dressed. Mummy and Daddy are wondering how come your hair looks so straight, since Daddy has wavy hair and Mummy's is slightly curly!
Here are two photos of you playing with Daddy and making faces on the sofa:
Wake up! Daddy, I want to play!
When Granny M. came on Monday, we found that you like the strings on a Paganini CD we played for you. Tonight, Daddy put on the album "On an Island" by David Gilmour. Daddy likes the CD and wonders which epoch of Pink Floyd you will prefer: Barrett, Waters or Gilmour. He wants to do some experiments tomorrow.
Daddy did some more experiments today with smells. After seeing how you liked to have the leaf of Marjoram near your nose, Daddy brought some Mint from the balcony and crushed it under your nose. You liked it very much. Daddy is almost sure you were interested in the smell and not in the movement of his fingers around your nose. Tomorrow he's going to play with Thyme and other herbs that are on the balcony. One day you will be old enough to look after the plants together with Daddy.
That's all the news for this part of the week. Tomorrow Granny M and Aunty Igor are coming.
