21 weeks... a photographic post

20 weeks... a photographic post

There is still a power struggle going on between my beloved old cat (who by the way is about to turn 18), and the baby!  Baby wins every time, but not without Razz giving it a hearty go.  But I do have to say that Toby loves his Razzy... when Razz jumps up to share my knee, Toby's whole face lights up.  And he pats him ever so gently.  I don't know if it will last, and when the whisker pulling, tail grabbing will start, but for now it's just sweet!

18 weeks... this and that!

It was Miss Molly's 3rd birthday and so Toby and I headed south for the four hour drive to go to her birthday party.  It was our first weekend away without daddy, our second weekend away ever.  I can tell you it was a looooonnnng drive :) Toby tends to sleep for one cycle of say 40 minutes, which I call an hour, and then be awake for about an hour.  When he wakes, I normally feed him, so effectively he is having booby every two hours or so.  If we are out and about I can easily enough stretch him out to three hourly, which is more what "they say" he should be doing.  I was a bit of a nasty mama (no comment required :)) though and pushed him out for the whole trip, not feeding him until we got to our (first) destination.  He did well, considering.  And he did brilliantly all weekend really.  He is such a beautiful little settler and sleeper. 

So, we finally got to give Nanny and Poppa a wake up call.  Toby is so happy in the mornings...

He also had his first pony ride.  Well, first sit on a pony!  This is Sammy, my mum's miniature pony.  He's pretty placid and a bit of a cutey.  Behind him is Charlie, another miniature but only a yearling, so he's not interested in human contact, let alone being touched by a baby!

Miss Molly's birthday blew Toby out of the water!  I'm sure he didn't manage to be out of bed for more than ten minutes at a time.  He was just so enthralled by all of the activity, his cousins, the sights and sounds, so he kept hitting the wall and needing to take a break for a bit!

He wore his "black tie" outfit which arrived in the mail the day before - talk about good timing!  Thanks to Lori for this gorgeous outfit (and a few others that I'll hopefully get to post photos of as the weather warms up!)!

But nothing will ever change the fact that there will forever be one missing...

19 weeks... a photographic post

Another weekend away with daddy going off dog trialling and Toby and I filling in our time hanging out in the motel and walking the town.  Enjoyably.  Just a different four walls to stare at.  Getting to know each other more and more.  Getting comfortable. 

I just love these little slippers.  I bought them especially for Toby.  On a bit of a whim.  Just Target specials.  But something special for Toby.

And getting to know himself in his new mirror.  I love the smiles he has for himself, especially in the mornings.

We were lucky enough at this town, that the lady running the motel had a little boy a similar age and told us about story time at the library.  Toby just loves watching the other little people, so that's how we spent an hour or so...

Which buggered him out, and so mummy decided to treat herself with coffee and lunch at the bakery on the way home.  Nice!

And the end of the day looked something like this...

Of course this is what a two night stay away looks like now.  In fact this is what one night looks like too!  And every single moment of it is a blessing.

For this cherub!

And so our last day was spent at Toby's first agricultural show.  Another big one for the young 'un.  He sits back and quietly takes it all in.  But how exhausting is it?

17w 6d - a photographic post...

Baby gazing... that's daddy on my side of the bed, just checkin' out the fabulous view!

Weekend away - a photographic post...

Shane head out west to a yard dog trial so we decided to go and stare at a different four walls with our first motel stay.  It was a three hour drive out there, so it's good practice for Toby.  He's a good traveller, but alas he does tend to get bored.  He also operates on two hourly feeds while we're at home... he's up for about an hour, then sleeps for about an hour (one sleep cycle actually, so 40 minutes to be more precise!!).

We had two nights in the motel.  Thankfully, he was still little enough to go back into his travel bassinet which is just that bit easier to cart around.  We had big plans of getting out and exploring the town with the pram... until the rain started coming down at 6am and continued until 3pm! 

I'm happy to report though that Toby was a super little man, and it gave mum a bit of a chance to put her legs up without looking at all of the housework that needs doing!!

Catching up on a bit of reading...

Just mama and me, hangin' out...

My second ever shower with daddy...

Serious kick back time...

Ands Shane's result?  That's the winner of the maiden trial, Davey, with him, and Spider, the red dog beside him (top dog at home) came second in his open trial...

17w4d - a photographic post...

Hanging out in my cot while mum is doing chores in the bedroom...

17w2d - a photographic post...

Sleeping in his cot now!  He still has Jilly Giraffe, but I take her out after he falls asleep.  I worry constantly about the sheet and blanket.  I can shorten that sentence to "I worry constantly...".

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Shadow portrait...

"Just the three of us"

But I can only see two, mama? 

Ah, yes, my son.  But then there is the angel who flies above us...

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We went for a walk to visit Mr Mitchell and his merry band of sheeps (Little Maaa, Chris, Angela, Sweetpea and Fatty Pumbaa)...

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This is our driveway, looking from the mailbox up toward the house and the sheds.  Pirate cat met us part way and came the rest of the way with us.  Nothing has changed... I still go walking with the menagerie behind me!

And Simba the clowning maremma...

Pirate cat and TC...

Sunset over the sheds and silos beside the house...

Our house...

17 weeks - a photographic post...

17 weeks - a photographic post...

Nothing tastes better than a couple of fists...

I love a good baby whorl... don't you?

16 weeks 6 days - a photographic post...

Sweet dreams, of angels and big brothers, little man...