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The Return, although only for a day or so


I have come back from Montenegro with my baby and 50% of my luggage. The other 50% is enjoying an extended holiday in Vienna. This would only be a relatively minor inconvenience were it not for the fact that I am travelling again tomorrow morning and have had to spend today doing various bits of frantic admin and running around trying to acquire new essential baby things (although on BA's money, hurray).

I have forgotten my camera in Belgrade so therefore I have no photographic proof to offer of my son's two brand new teeth, or his new hair, or the fact that he likes nothing better than engaging in various kinds of acrobatics and pulling himself up to stand. Also, as a small snapshot of the many ways in which looking after this fearless hellion gymnast/stuntman/avid explorer of a child has aged me I leave you with this:

*Age at which Matei learns to pull himself up to stand holding on to bars of his cot - 7.5 months.

*Age at which Matei manages to vault himself over the side of his cot and flings himself headfirst towards earth - 1 week after that.

It is difficult for me to believe looking at him that my genes had any part in his creation. Each day I am becoming more and more convinced that it would have been far more just for him simply to have emerged fully formed from his father's head, like Athena.

So, although Z's genes have solidly thrashed mine in this battle I hope that mine will WIN THE WAR, because if I have another child this active I will hand in my resignation and go off to the Bahamas.

I have missed you all. x


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Aug. 28th, 2008 03:41 pm (UTC)
Welcome back! x
Aug. 28th, 2008 10:10 pm (UTC)
I have kept meaning to say, thank you very much for your interesting comment about multi-linguality that I never answered! I read it in a hurry and never answered you, but it was v interesting and I did appreciate it.

I can't believe Matei is 8 months already. Heavens!
Aug. 29th, 2008 10:32 am (UTC)
I hope your luggage sends you a nice postcard.

My #1 son managed to launch himself out of the cot in the same way. We woke in the night to screaming. He must have climbed up like a ninja, he was too small to bounce out or get his leg up.
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