OK! Tonight during P.E., we saw Michael get up on his knees and arms! But then he'd just fall back down in exhaustion. He's trying and I need to baby-proof the house in the meantime!
Tonight, Michael played peek-a-boo with ME! Usually, I play peek-a-boo with Michael and hold a towel or something over my face and jump out. But today, I let Michael play with the pillow on my bed and he was holding it on top of himself. And he used to pillow to cover his face, then he would pull it back real quickly looking for me! It was GREAT! The first couple of times were a bit delayed and I thought it was just a coincidence. But then he did it VERY deliberately 2o more times! It was awesome!
P
Friday, May 25, 2007
Michael is getting mobile. His developments this far:
- He scoots backwards pretty well. He uses his arms and pushes his whole body backwards while on his belly.
- He rolls everywhere. When he can't get to a toy, he reaches and reaches and then tries to roll.
- He can pivot in a circle using his belly as the center point. He'll use his arms to move his upper body around while balancing on his belly.
- When standing, he can hold onto furniture (but we need to be there to catch him when he gets tired) and take small steps to the left and right occasionally.
These 4 actions usually get him to whatever toy he is trying to reach. My nanny says she has seen him get on his knees and arms and pick his torso up off the ground, but then he kind of loses his balance and rolls over. I am going to watch closely for this because I have not seen it yet! Must happen very quickly.
Every night when Brian comes home, he gives Michael P.E.!! I am not so great with the physical stuff so I read a lot to him and help his language skills. Brian works on his motor skills!
Love,
P
Michael went in for his checkup and thankfully gained weight! He went from 7.5kg to 8.2kg, which is about a pound and a half gain! Yeah! I need to go ahead and have a second kid so I can stop spazzing out about everything. I need to really chill out.
This leads me to publish a story about my pediatrician in Paris. He is a very interesting and unusual person and I rarely leave the office without another amusing story about him. Yesterday, was no exception.
We start the visit and he asks me how I am doing, and I answer that I am fine, but it is HOT here in Paris (70s!). Politely, I ask him how HE is doing. To which...he sighs...shakes his head and says in the most weariest voice he can muster, "I am so very tired..." And he continues to mumble some other things that I don't understand because 1.) I can't hear him and 2.) it's all in French while typing away at his computer. I have never met a pediatrician who was so tired!
When we are about to weight Michael, I ask if he would like me to take Michael's clothes off. And he says, no...he just wants an estimate to see if Michael is ok. So he puts Michael on the scale and bumps his head in doing so. He reassures me that it is ok...but we will see! Anyways, Michael weighs in at 8.4kg and my doctor says, "We'll just say 8.2. Everything is good."
Voila, 90 Euro later, I am on my way after my 10 minute doctor's visit. It took me AN HOUR to get there yesterday!!
Usually, it takes me between 30 minutes to an hour to get to my doctor's office. I take my bus as usual to get to Montparnasse to transfer to another bus, but am surprised to see my bus taking a different route. I finally find a sign posted that says my route will be interrupted during the very hours I am needing it! This is all after a transvestite smiled at me, which in France is equivalent to an invitation to sleep with someone. GREAT. So I am sitting on this very hot bus with a very irritated Michael. It drops me off about a mile probably from where my transfer stop is so I HAUL ASS to my stop only to find a DEMONSTRATION in the place. So now my other bus that takes me to my doctor's office is not supposed to show for another hour and a half. *sigh* Off to the metro I go!
Out of the 6-8 sets of stairs that I had to take for the entire journey, I had help for almost all of them thanks to some very nice Parisians who offer to help me carry my stroller. It is REALLY very kind and I am so thankful for that. I am BOOKING it across the metro system and definitely got my workout for the day.
Good thing I am fairly knowledgeable about that line and the area that my pediatrician is in. I arrived there at 3:03 in time for my 3:00 appt after leaving my house at 1:55pm. Take THAT to the bank. Who would have thought the fast walking I picked up at Samsung would have paid off in real life!
Wish we had lived in the 15th arrondissement (neighborhood) originally! That was where our first apt was and it was in a nice residential family arrondisement with TONS of playgrounds and basically all the activities I need with children! Everytime I look up a new play yard or play school for Michael, it is in the 15th! And my pediatrician is in the 7th, which is right near the 15th as well. Sadly, we live in the 13th, which makes it pretty dang hard to get to the 15th. I have to transfer many metro lines or bus lines!
Ok, enough dribble about nothing!
P
This leads me to publish a story about my pediatrician in Paris. He is a very interesting and unusual person and I rarely leave the office without another amusing story about him. Yesterday, was no exception.
We start the visit and he asks me how I am doing, and I answer that I am fine, but it is HOT here in Paris (70s!). Politely, I ask him how HE is doing. To which...he sighs...shakes his head and says in the most weariest voice he can muster, "I am so very tired..." And he continues to mumble some other things that I don't understand because 1.) I can't hear him and 2.) it's all in French while typing away at his computer. I have never met a pediatrician who was so tired!
When we are about to weight Michael, I ask if he would like me to take Michael's clothes off. And he says, no...he just wants an estimate to see if Michael is ok. So he puts Michael on the scale and bumps his head in doing so. He reassures me that it is ok...but we will see! Anyways, Michael weighs in at 8.4kg and my doctor says, "We'll just say 8.2. Everything is good."
Voila, 90 Euro later, I am on my way after my 10 minute doctor's visit. It took me AN HOUR to get there yesterday!!
Usually, it takes me between 30 minutes to an hour to get to my doctor's office. I take my bus as usual to get to Montparnasse to transfer to another bus, but am surprised to see my bus taking a different route. I finally find a sign posted that says my route will be interrupted during the very hours I am needing it! This is all after a transvestite smiled at me, which in France is equivalent to an invitation to sleep with someone. GREAT. So I am sitting on this very hot bus with a very irritated Michael. It drops me off about a mile probably from where my transfer stop is so I HAUL ASS to my stop only to find a DEMONSTRATION in the place. So now my other bus that takes me to my doctor's office is not supposed to show for another hour and a half. *sigh* Off to the metro I go!
Out of the 6-8 sets of stairs that I had to take for the entire journey, I had help for almost all of them thanks to some very nice Parisians who offer to help me carry my stroller. It is REALLY very kind and I am so thankful for that. I am BOOKING it across the metro system and definitely got my workout for the day.
Good thing I am fairly knowledgeable about that line and the area that my pediatrician is in. I arrived there at 3:03 in time for my 3:00 appt after leaving my house at 1:55pm. Take THAT to the bank. Who would have thought the fast walking I picked up at Samsung would have paid off in real life!
Wish we had lived in the 15th arrondissement (neighborhood) originally! That was where our first apt was and it was in a nice residential family arrondisement with TONS of playgrounds and basically all the activities I need with children! Everytime I look up a new play yard or play school for Michael, it is in the 15th! And my pediatrician is in the 7th, which is right near the 15th as well. Sadly, we live in the 13th, which makes it pretty dang hard to get to the 15th. I have to transfer many metro lines or bus lines!
Ok, enough dribble about nothing!
P
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