Nine month three weeks...

Just when I was basking in the glory that my baby's eating well and it's showing as a faint glow on his face....he had to catch cold and cough :(

Poor thing has a cold, that's getting better but a bad cough.And with the weather in England , its gonna take some time for him to recover.The weather is becoming gloomy day by day and it's gonna remain quite like this for the next couple of months...the summers are over!I had first arrived to London in the month of March..the summers were about to start.A friend had then commented enjoy the summers, coming from India where it was always hot and sunny, I didn't have a clue what was so great about summers here...but now I understand the whole depth of the English summer and what it means to the people staying here.

It was expected that baby will catch a cold at some time or the other but when he did, even tough I had anticipated it, is upsetting. Sleepless coughing nights,running tender nose, irritable during the day time and extra clingy....hmnnn!!!But worst of all is his lack of interest in eating.He's back to his old game, refusing food.Finger foods are not much of interest either.

Point of interests keeps shifting from anything to everything.Things that are always on his radar is the fridge and the dish washer. Every time I open the fridge he rushes to get a glimpse of it! And if lucky try to get a handful of whatever he can grasp!Initially whenever I opened the fridge I would sit on the floor to cover the door , that stopped him from getting inside the fridge initially but now he's found a way out!He manages to slime in through the smallest accessible gap even if it means crawling underneath the fridge door...leads me to thinking how clever even infants can be!

Trying to open the dishwasher when he's around is impossible! Now he knows that if he tries to crawl towards dishwasher, we are going to stop him...so what he does is, he starts crawling in the other direction and after a few leaps he would start crawling fast in the direction of the dishwasher.

Me and hubby would just roll off laughing looking at his funny but clever moves.

Cherished moment : My Baby uttered his first meaningful word 'Papa'....he's very attached to his Dad.I am waiting for him to call me Mumma .....wonder how soon?