Starting Mother/Baby group today

Yay! The new season of PEPE classes start today. Apparently this acronym stands for "Parenting Education" but I can only assume it is repeated to avoid confusion with the dreaded memory of high school PhysEd classes.

Innnnteresting name though, don't ya think?

Adrienne gave me some insight as to why our antenatal class fell apart, apparently baby comparisons kill a collective stone cold dead. There were enough comparisons at our once-only meet up to sink a ship, which (when you also consider how un-connected we felt as a group) must have spelled the death knell.

The ladies & babies I meet today are unlikely to contain anyone from my antenatal class, as it's technically out of my area, but that's where Plunket put me. It could possibly contain some of my riding school compatriots, but we'll see.

I will go forth and LIE about Braeden's age. Just yesterday my hairdresser kindly told me to shut the hell up when I told her Braeden can now sit upright by himself, is trying to crawl, and is cutting a tooth. Her granddaughter is doing these things (except she's cutting her third tooth) and she's nine months old. Imagine what she'd said if I told her Braeden has two words already, and knows his name!

So I might have to bribe our nurse who is taking these classes to conveniently forget to correct me if I add another couple of months on to his age. I'd get away with it too, as he wears size 1 clothing, and certainly looks more the toddler than the nearly 5 month old baby.

Nah, just kidding. I won't lie. But I'll have to play down his wonderfulness and keep silently chanting the mantra of "Every mother knows her baby is the nicest".

Last night our little sweetie went off to bed at 8pm, and despite a few mumbled grumbles & sighs, slept through until 5.45 this morning.

I nearly kissed his cheeks down to the bone when he woke, for two reasons and the second one was the fact that he'd slept for nearly ten hours straight.

The first reason was because he'd woken me out of a dream where I'd found him unresponsive and covered in meningitis spots. Far too bloody realistic thank you, and no doubt brought on by my booking his 5 mth innoculations for Monday, and watching a TV drama yesterday where a child had died from meningitis.

I was never more pleased to hear him yelling out for a nappy change & top up!

I'll enjoy the long sleeps while we can, because it will probably go by the boards after Braeden gets his shots on Monday, if the last lot were anything to go by.

Big beautiful baby person is now happily awake and sitting in front of me, so I'll sign off and go feed my adorable child. Btw, he weighed in at 8.18 kilos on his last Plunket visit, and now measures 66 cm in length. Whooohaaa!