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Mea culpa

It's time for a confession - I am quite behind on content for this little website and no matter how much I keep putting sticky notes around my desk, I won't ever find a full day where I can write solidly and catch up on everything.

So here's my plan at restoring things to up-to-date goodness.

I have been keeping little notes about things that have happened along the way of my fatherhood roller-coaster ride. I just need to flesh out my scribbles and convert them into blog entries. It won't be too hard, as I am one of those bizarro types that seems to remember exactly how I felt on days of significance and I carry that feeling around with me.

6 months old

Our boy was born 6 months ago today. What an amazing time it has been.

6 months... it's gone so quick, and in other ways, feel like it's been a long time coming. When I think back to the experiences and challenges we've faced, it seems a little implausible that they're all crammed into a 6 month period. But they are, and here we are.

First word - 'Mum'

Leo said his first word this morning, unexpectedly really; it caught us off guard. He was in his cot and his mother was tidying up his room a bit and he wanted to be picked up, when all of a sudden he came out with, "Mum"!

Eating real food

Another first - our boy is now eating some real food! He had his first real experience with food (mushed, of course) last night and loved it.

I was pretty proud to see this, a first step towards becoming a 'big boy', as they say in the classics.

Great-grandparents

I only remember one of my great-grandparents, my Grandpa's father. I recall visiting him at a nursing home in Stawell when I was about 8, on a day trip with my grandparents.

My great-grandfather was in his late 80s at this stage and Alzheimer's had set in. He didn't know who we were and the whole visit was a bit boring, if I'm terribly honest: neither of us knew the other and that wasn't about to change. He died a year or so later and his funeral was held on my birthday. That's basically all I ever experienced directly with my great-grandparents.

Fortunately, our little lad was born with 4 surviving great-grandparents - two on my side and two on my wife's. Those on my side live in Warrnambool and while both had met their newest descendant, he hadn't yet been to the town I also spent the first 9 years of my life in, so we planned a weekend away to show him off.

Medical hurdles so far

I'll be honest here and confess to some naivete: I hadn't expected any medical issues to come up at all for our son.

Once he was born and everything was fine, I presumed he'd be fine forever. Not sure where my common sense went, but it soon came back.

Our boy has rolled over for the first time!

A milestone this past weekend... Leo rolled over for the first time!

The achievement had been on the cards for a while. Over the past few weeks, he has been wobbling himself about and getting a little frustrated when things didn't end up with him on his tummy! We've had the camera and video camera close by and grabbed it quickly a few times to try and capture the moment.

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