I know that Little M is growing and changing all the time. I know, I do. And I want her to grow up. I’m excited to see the person she’s going to become. But as she approaches six months, there seem to be so many changes to be made. No one likes change, do they?
First of all, there’s the move to her own room. Yes, we’ve built the cot bed. But other than that I feel completely unprepared for this change. We don’t even own a monitor yet. I feel like such a terrible parent saying that! At the moment, I just run up and down the stairs checking on her. And our house has two flights. At least it’s keeping my thighs toned!
I also worry about what to sleep her in. Currently, Little M sleeps wrapped in her beloved Mama Designs cellular blanket (the grey and turquoise one, all the hearts for eyes) with a couple of other thin blankets on top. I know, it sounds like a lot. But last night I left the top blanket off and she woke up as soon as the temperature dipped below 20 degrees. Honestly. 19.9ºC!
I don’t like the idea of her sleeping with blankets when she’s in a different room, though. At the moment if she wakes up and starts to pull at them, I’m right there next to her and can get her up and sorted. But if she’s in a different room… I worry.
Then there’s the transition from her carrycot to her toddler seat. I know she’s ready for this, but she’s a dinky little thing. Plus (terrible parent alert!) I haven’t even bought her a foot muff yet. So she’d just look like she was rattling around in the toddler seat in a snow suit. Oh, the shame! I’m secretly trying to hold out for Black Friday and try to bag some bargains then. Last year I forgot all about it and we bought things in the second week of November that we could have got for a fraction of the price. I don’t want to make that mistake again!
Another big change on the horizon is weaning. I don’t even know where to begin with this one! I think I need to do some reading and decide how I’m going to approach it, and when we’re going to start. Little M has started to show signs of being interested in food (she was trying to hijack my cheese on toast on the way to my mouth last week!) but I don’t think she’s ready to start weaning just yet.
For one thing, I’m a sucker for research and the current guidance says not to start weaning until at least six months. We’ve still got three weeks to go until we hit that milestone, so I’m going to hold off at least until then. My father in law always scoffs at me when I say I’m going to wait until a particular age. “What difference is a couple of weeks going to make?” Well, I suffer from IBS (hence being gluten free), and if I can do anything to avoid that fate for M then I will. After all, she’s still growing, putting on weight and is a strong little thing. So I’m confident that she’s getting all she needs from my breast milk still.
Expressing; there’s another question mark for change. Yesterday I had lunch with some lovely mummy friends. Two of them have babies of a very similar age to Little M, and they both said they had tried their baby on formula milk. This surprised me, simply because it just hasn’t occurred to me to do the same with Little M.
You’d think I’d be glad to rid myself of the breast pump and give her formula. But that’s just not how I feel. In fact, I’ve sort of decided that I want to try to continue expressing until M can have cow’s milk at 12 months. Expressing for a year! It sounds crazy. But I feel like I’ve got this far without giving M formula, it would be a shame to start now.
I’ve tried to do some things to make expressing a bit easier on myself, though. For example, I now try to leave four hours instead of three between most pumps during the day. At night, I now will go up to eight hours without expressing. I’m still producing more than enough milk for Little M (we have a little stock in the fridge for the growth spurt days!), so I don’t see a reason to stop at the moment. Other than to make life easier for me, obviously. But that’s not what parenting is about, is it?