your thirty-eighth week

It seemed like you had changed a lot recently.

You definitely seemed less like a baby

and more like a little boy.

You were in to everything.

A really nosey little thing.

You wanted to be looking at everything.

And touching everything.

And tasting everything.

And to be everywhere

all at the same time.

You loved to play with absolutely anything

that made a noise.

So saucepan drums were becoming a firm favourite.

That and shaking crisp bags.

We liked to think that you might grow up to be a drummer

and that you would be in a really cool band.

You certainly liked rocking out with the wooden spoon.

And when you got bored of drumming

you would just chew on the spoon

while chattering and singing to yourself.

You had a way of charming everyone that you met,

with your cheeky smile

and infectious laughter.

Mummy and Nanny took you to The Baby Show in London

and you absolutely loved the hustle and bustle of going on the tube.

You stared out the window at the world flying past the window

and then enjoyed watching people on the escalators in the stations.

At The Baby Show

you liked all the toys

and bright colours

and the excitement 

of all the smiling faces.

There was so much to see

and you loved it so much

that you went all day without a nap

because you were so worried you would miss something.

Your crawling was picking up speed

and you could get around pretty quickly when you wanted to.

There was nothing in the world

that was cuter or funnier

than your little bottom wiggling away at great speed

as you went off in search of mischief.

The poor cats had to watch their backs now

because if you could reach them

you would go for them.

We had always taught you to be gentle with the cats,

and normally you used very soft hands to stroke them,

but sometimes their tails were just too hard to resist.

Luckily, they liked you

and would let you grab them quickly

before running away from your sticky grasp.

Standing up was becoming a regular occurrence.

You especially loved to stand up in the bath

which could sometimes make washing your hair and cleaning your teeth

a bit tricky.

And now that you could pull up on the sofas

we had to re-think safe places to keep all the best toys,

like the Sky remote, the camera, our phones and the iPad.

You would also crawl over to us when you wanted us for something,

like to be picked up.

You would sit on Mummy's foot and pull on her trousers

until she gave you the attention you were after.

We were always so proud of how brave you were about everything,

but you were starting to get a sensitive side too.

And you were starting to be scared of things.

You would sometimes get really upset

if something made you jump,

people making you jump would make you laugh,

but you weren't keen on toys that moved suddenly.

You were a bit afraid of one of your bath toys

that made a noise when the water ran through it.

But it seemed to be the noise rather than the toy

as you'd quite happily chew on it at other times.

You could sometimes be a bit afraid of strangers,

if Mummy wasn't near by.

Especially strangers wearing glasses.

But the upside of your more sensitive side

was that we were always greeted with fantastic hugs and cuddles

when we'd been away from you for a little while.

You were definitely always pleased to see us.

Which made us feel like the most special people on Earth.