Twenty-eight weeks five days

Hello world!

I've felt kind of yucky this week. I have a snotty nose and cough, and yesterday I was too hot. Today I was a little better but just couldn't sleep even though I was SO tired. My daddy said, let's go for a drive. I had a rest in the car and then felt a little better.

We got a new car. It smells funny.

When my mama says, where's the dog? I look for our doggy. Then when she says, where's dad? I look for dad. When my daddy waves at me, I sometimes wave back. And when I'm playing on the floor, if my mama says, come here, I wriggle over to her. That's called communication.

Some people think I'm not very big. But I really am. My mama calls me a big lump because I'm so heavy. She wraps me up in my wrap and ties it around her to carry me. I like that; I can see everything from there, and I help her do stuff like wash dishes. I help her grab the cupboard doors, and I make sure the water doesn't overflow in the sink. It's a lot more fun to be wrapped up and carried than sat in a boring old stroller.

Love,

Franklin

Twenty-seven weeks five days

Hello world!

For two weeks my mama and I have gone to a fun class where I get to sing and crawl and eat as much as I want. The other babies just lay there and their mamas massage them, but I go there to make noise and play! Then I have a massage later at home.

Because I can kind of crawl now, I get to eat all sorts of fun and interesting things. Power cords--I like them. And my dad's shoes and a ukulele. Whenever I find something really good, it always seems to disappear next time.

The best thing is standing and walking, though. I could do that for hours, if someone holds my hands.

Sometimes I wake up in the morning and after my mama feeds me, she just lets me snuggle in bed with her, but the mattress feels really weird when it bounces. Other times I go back to sleep in my big boy bed. My big boy bed doesn't bounce. Mostly I grab her hair and her mouth in mama's bed: it's good to snuggle.

Love,

Franklin

Twenty-six weeks five days

Hello world!

I had a really busy weekend. We went to grandad and nanny's house to play, but it is way too far away. I had to sit in my carseat forever and I got so upset, we had to keep stopping so mama could fix it. On the way home, she helped me sit up in the seat and leaned over to feed me while my daddy drove, and that was much much better.

I liked being at grandad's house; there were lots of people to play with me. I played with my cousins and nanny and grandad and aunt. One of my cousins had ruffles on her chest and I grabbed them. Nanny said I liked ruffles, but actually what I like is under them. I also like their dog: he's black and funny. He runs around like crazy, laughing all the time. He made me laugh too.

I got to eat lamb and vegetables for dinner, too. I think it's my favorite.

When I get my bum changed, I eat my feet and mama sings the Feet Song. It goes like this:

Feet feet
I got feet
Feet feet
You got feet
Feet feet
We got feet
Feet feet feet feet
Feet feet feet.

Love,

Franklin

Twenty-five weeks six days

Hello world!

Sometimes I pee in my potty. My mama or daddy puts me on it when it's time to change me, and if I need to pee, I will. Mama lets me play naked sometimes; I like that a lot. I play on the grass outside, and I have a special mat for inside. When I pee, I make a growly noise.

I can almost crawl! Well, I can get on my hands and knees and skootch backwards. And I can turn and wiggle around. I wake myself up when I have dreams about crawling. My feet seem to push all by themselves, and I roll over suddenly and wake up. Then I'm grumpy and need my mama.

Most days me and mama take the dog for a walk. I love going for a walk. I look at trees, sky, grass, flowers, bushes, pond, and dogs. I wear my hat when we go walking, so the sun doesn't get in my eyes.

Mama lets me ride in my sling more, so she can get stuff done. If she puts me down, I get bored and lonely and want her back after a little while. When I ride with her, everything is so interesting! I help her wash dishes, take out the recycling, do the laundry, and lots more.

I felt really really yucky last week for one night. I puked and puked SO much, and then I couldn't do anything but lay there and not move. I couldn't even eat: that's how yucky I felt. So mama and daddy took me to see the doctors at the hospital. I liked them, but I didn't like their stethoscopes. After they played with my legs and chest and talked to me, I suddenly felt much better and stopped puking and wanted to eat. After eating, we went home and I went to sleep, and then I was completely better.

Love,

Franklin