I Invited Friends to Dinner

I invited Aunty Kate and Uncle Justin over for dinner, mam and dad didn't seem to mind, they were cool. In fact they hung out with us for a while to, just long enough for the old lady to make the food and serve it and the old geezer to pour the wine.

Uncle Justin and I hung out at the end of the table, in a strange orange haze, man, what was in that wine. Not sure the food can have been up to much as Uncle Justin appeared to be trying to bite chunks out of Aunty Kates head. Must have words with mum about her cooking.

Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells

Christmas came and went in the blink of an eye. Atticus loved all the wrapping paper and only later notices that new toys were around the house. Mama was unfortunately in bed due to a dreaded migraine for the best part of the festivities but Tata occupied Atti for the day and it all went smoothly.




We were still recovering somewhat from the jet lag of our flight from the UK but Atticus didn't let it stop him at all. He had several Christmas outfits for the occasion and wore each of them for a portion of the day - looking mighty adorable in all three.

Surprisingly Atti didn't take that much notice of the lovely tree. I totally expected it to be pulled over at some stage during the festivities but it held up well. He was interested, like all kids, in all of the brightly coloured boxes underneath it however. Thankfully with him not crawling yet it mad things a lot easier for us.

Meeting Deda

Atticus met Deda for the first time a couple of days after we arrived in London. It was a very, very happy event for both boys. Atticus took immediately to Deda and vice versa. That was great for me as I could pass on feeding duties and cuddling duties to someone else for a while.

To London, To London

Off to Blighty we went via Virgin Atlantic on 27th November. We arrived feeling remarkably awake and bright at Heathrow where Granny Branka was waiting camera in hand to greet us.

Stormin Who?

Atticus paraded a little outfit for Halloween which suited his up standing credentials, straight back, multiple chins. He did well, served until at least milk time and then crashed in his crib for 8 hours.

The Windy City

Atticus took his first flight, albeit only a short one of 4 hours, to Chicago to meet up with Daddy who had been teaching there all week. We flew out on Friday 29th September, taking far more than we needed but having never done this before we decided to make sure all eventualities were covered.

Atticus was a dream, and did indeed dream, he slept for pretty much the entire flight thanks to his booby feeding pillow. He received many compliments after landing, the best of which was from the person right in front of us who told us that he hadn't even realised there was a baby there at all. Mommy was very proud.

We did lots of sight seeing, took another first in the shape of a boat ride. Soaked in the atmosphere and nice weather, until the last day of horrid rain and storms that kept us on the runway for 6 hours. All the time Atticus was content to sit back and enjoy and then sleep.

We stayed in a nice little convenient hotel, with sink hanging off the wall and singing shower - all very entertaining.

My First Concert

Went to my first concert today with Dad and Aunty Linda and Uncle Tim. Not sure about the music, think it was a bit hippy'ish but who am I to judge all I get to listed to Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. Anyway it was very sunny and I got to wear my cool new hat.

Laugh A Lot

Atticus was spending a quiet morning with Mummy in the kitchen just mulling over the to'ings and fro'ings of the day when I told him the funniest joke. I can't quite remember what it was but it really made him laugh.

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Did someone say it was nap time or was I imaginzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Like the Wheels

I felt very comfortable in my new set of wheels, they were certainly more comfortable than the wheels Dad has that we came home from the hospital in. What is with the suspension on that thing he drives? It's like being on a roller coaster when all the ball bearings have gone.



I think I got the better deal :)

Just Gas I Think

Give me a minute, I'll be ok.

Breakfast, Lunch,Dinner and Milk

I was resting between the sofa, bed and nursery for the next two weeks or so. Antun and mum were fab making sure I didn't do anything that would be too much. I was fed and watered on time each day by them and Atti had the same done for him by me.

Antun became quite the expert at diapers and feeding schedules. My mum was indespensible and kept the house all in order and we always had clean socks. Antuns mum arrived for a few days and filled the freezer with lots of beans mmmmmmm. Friends came by and Atticus was an angel and was happy to sit on all laps and be baby talked to without a whimper or whine.

We caught up on lots of sleep, although Atticus did sleep very well, usually only waking up once during the night for a top up and bottom change. I did sneak occasional naps during the day with him, but these were few and far between, even though it's what I was told I should be doing.

Dude what's with the Flash!!!

Can't a boy just can't some zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz's without all this light - enough already.

Putting My Feet Up

I spent three days in hospital after Atticus arrived, to aid the recovery and because actually moving was something of a problem. Pain, Pain, Pain and Joy. Joy, Joy. Strange mixture of the two, although I did have Drugs, Drugs, Drugs to help with the former. Antun stayed the first night at the hospital to help me should I need assistance during the night. He's not the ideal choice for night duty and promptly fell asleep never to be woken until morning. The second night I sent him home and my mum stayed and was, as I expected, an essential. She was, BTW, staying for five weeks to help with the little one. Aunty Kate visited several time to see Atticus and now has become a firm favourite of his.

Atticus proved a gem and made it pretty easy for me to become a mom. He didn't cry much and was easy to feed, didn't mind Antun changing his diapers and even faced the pricks in his heel for blood test with flair.

The First Rebel Yell

Atticus arrived at 1.18pm on Thursday 15th June 2007 weighing in at 8lbs 14ozs, yelling all the way to the scales. He was considerably larger than we had anticipated, not that this was a problem of course, but it did take a little longer to get him out of the sunroof.

He was breach and didn't want to move from his warm comfy position so a c-section it was. I thought I was very calm and handling whole thing enormously well until, some time later, they informed me I had been given morphine - marvelous :)


He was taken off to the nursery whilst the surgeons finished the job but reunited with us very soon afterwards. He knew what he wanted from the off and was in search of sustenance immediately, much to my relief and everyone else's amusement.

Soon after we were off, it was like a comedy bed race, me in my metal hospital bed and Atticus in his plastic see-through crib on wheels. Not sure who won but we found ourselves happily ensconced in another room.

The remainder of the day passed with a few visitors and lots questions from visitors and new parents. This also was the time when it was first said "look at his lovely red hair", I wish I'd had the camera to take a picture of Daddy's face right at that second.