Tummy Tub

Elliot ADORES his bath. It's called a Tummy Tub and looks like a bucket but from day one he has loved it. It's supposed to remind babies of being in the womb and I have to admit that if they invented one for adults I would consider buying it ...

Regrets ...

Things I would have done differently in hindsight ...

1. I wish I'd put Elliot to bed in his cot in his room for his day time naps from day one.
2. I wish I hadn't got the Tommee Tippee bottles. They are only compatible with Tommee Tippee sterilizers and warmers etc. Most annoying.
3. I wish I hadn't wasted money on the Tommee Tippee electric breast pump. The Philips Avent hand pump is FAR superior - expressing more milk quicker and quieter.
4. I wish I had introduced Elliot to his sling sooner - it would have been perfect when he was tiny. The sling is better than the carrier in my opinion as it's easier to get the baby in and out of in a hurry. The sling is great for when you have things to do but the baby wants snuggle time.
5. I wish I had bought a more colourful and playful bouncy chair rather than the boring one that matches the decor in our living room.
6. I wish I'd spent a bit of extra money on a bottle warmer that warms to the exact temperature required. I don't know how many hours I have wasted trying to get regulate the temperature of Elliot's bottles.

I'm sure there'll be more to add to this list as and when they come to me.

Fenugreek! This is a herb commonly used in curries. However, I recently discovered it can also help boost breast milk production.

One of the girls from my antenatal class mashed up some Fenugreek seeds the other day and made a drink from it ... and the next day she produced 300mls from each breast. She swears the milk was so abundant that when she was expressing from one boob, it was flowing freely from the other boob too.

I have to admit, I tried her concoction myself without much joy. But I will persevere ... watch this space.

9 weeks old

Elliot doesn't appear too keen to model his new bath robe and slipper set.

Wow, where does the time go? Elliot is 9 weeks old already and today he's having his first lot of jabs. I'm not looking forward to this at all ... the thought of someone hurting my baby fills me with dread. And the aftermath isn't supposed to be pretty; grizzly, grumpy, sicky, feverish babies. Needless to say I have some Calpol at the ready.