reflexology for tots

the best things about being in singapore: food food food food

having a massage - - -aha hahahahahh

food food food

and of course uncle barry!

when we all had a massage, janu was passed round from shop to shop with everyone wanting to hold him. at one point I realised Adrian, Barry and I were all sitting quietly with our shoulders being pummelled and there was no baby! But he was safely somewhere down the mall being tickled. (oops!) We decided on a traditional massage, instead of putting our feet into a giant fishtank and having little fish eat all the dead skin from our feet. here is janu having some reflexology.

sing-a-pore

what a whirlwind! firstly, SORRY to the grandparents who view this everyday in the vain hope that a small picture of their loved one will appear! I have been lax, lax, lax. And the oz g'parents saw him in person instead! Here are some beeeelated shots of our holiday. to slowly appear when the little fella deigns that it is time to sleep (note who is in control of his days!)

Here are some steamy singapore shots - he adjusted amazingly well from the ice winds of devon to the balmy nights of singapore. the best part was reuniting with tiny beautiful naked baby instead of being more familiar with his 100 layers of socks, stockings, trousers, hats etc. that I pull on against the rain and snow.

we stayed with adrian's brother Barry (the one that looks like adrian, only taller!) in his beautiful flat in central singapore. all we could see from the windows are jungle - birds - orchids - monkies swooping past.

we are truly living the quiet life: the big event of this weekend was Janu's ride on the swing (see him in action!). It was icy cold, but little man laughs out loud in the cold wind. this swing set is just near a creek, just outside the dartington primary school, all 5 min walk from our house.

sleep thief

savour the image, as it doesn't last long. janu struggles with sleep, I struggle with sleep, Adrian struggles with sleep. what I would give for a stretch of 3 hours without being woken up. I am worried about what will happen on our trip to aust., but a friend pointed out that things can't really get any worse - that makes me feel much better (truly).

thula mama

Many Tuesday mornings since Janu was three weeks old, I have walked up the road to Helen's house, where she hosts 'Thula Mama', a mums and babes' singing group. She somehow teaches a gaggle of breastfeeding mums 3-part harmonies and melodies from around the world. I reckon we sound like angels (sometimes!) My battery ran out, but here is a snippet.

up before the birds

this is the joyful noise that wakes us, often at 4am, or if we're lucky, 5am. Sometimes I can play with him quietly (!) in bed, other times I stumble downstairs with him to let AA sleep. I guess there is just too much to do in the day - he has to start early. help.

ginger

adrian always invites the local tom in for breakfast. Janu's face, once he noticed this new 'toy', was priceless. It was the first time he giggled out loud without being tickled. still a sound that someone needs to bottle.