Today, Nico is 1 year and 9 months and I'm 15 weeks pregnant.
We thought that it'd be nice to start having a weekly family outings every week-ends. Either go to playgrounds, the swimming pool or some other place.
Last week was the Mt Eden playground, and it definitely was popular with Nicolas, who just couldn't get away from the slides, making whoosh sounds as soon as he saw them.
Yesterday we went to Butterfly Creek, which is not a hugely known place but well laid out. Nico especially liked the fishes. Must remember to drag him to Kelly Tarlton's at the next rainy day.
He was brave enough to touch the baby crocodiles. Though I suspect this is only because he hasn't been bitten by one of them.
Butterfly Creek's latest addition: a mime-in-training
The petting farm was also a great place. Bunnies, chickens and one goat were freely hopping around, hoping that they'd find a sucker of a visitor to buy their food. Next visit when Nico isn't so wary of chickens (still traumatised from his encounter with the muffin-stealing rooster at the zoo) we'll get him a bag or two.
Nico's gotten a lot more interactive and independent, quite happy to walk the streets without holding anyone's hand. He loves puzzles and knows most animals' names quite well, pointing to the picture when asked. It would help if I knew how to say seagull or rhinoceros in Vietnamese...
He's taken on the responsibility of feeding Loki, the cats and Capt. Barbossa. He still has to be supervised, to make sure we don't end up with obese pets.
The toy library we belong to has recently acquired a bouncy castle. This is going to be a hit!
Bang bang goes the little cowboy... but something's missing...
I'm sure Daddy will remedy this in good time.
The pregnancy is progressing well, or rather it's just progressing. I'm getting a bit of a pot belly but nothing too obvious yet. Morning sickness isn't happening as much any more which is a relief, but I can't wait till I finally get my sushi on 31st Jan. Tiredness is the most difficult part to deal with this time round as I end up sleepy and cranky (crankier would say a certain Daddy who shall remain unnamed) if I don't have my afternoon nap. And to think that Kavi's cousin went through her pregnancy without even knowing she was pregnant till less than 1hr before the birth.
We got to hear the Bean's heartbeat at the latest visit to the midwife and of course my phone decided to restart so I got no recording.
Oh well, 25 more weeks to go. That's 175 days, 4200 hours, or 252 000 minutes to go.
