1 1/4

Only 1 week late; not bad mum!


Really since you turned 1, you’ve turned into a toddler. You are curious, funny, sweet, mischievous, and just utterly delightful.

You are on the move, crazy! You try to run, it not a full blown run yet, but it is fast walking. You climb pretty much anything; you don’t seem to have an out of control desire to climb everythingthank god!, but you will just frequently climb onto the couch, or up onto the top of your toy shelves. You are still SO tiny, it’s unbelievable when you do this stuff.

You follow Archer like a shadow, and you two are hilarious (and scary) together; you wrestle and fight, but you also play and share. There is ferocious anger at each other sometimes, but there is an even stronger love; Archer is always asking if you’re alright, begging you to play games you don’t understand, and crying when you have to go down for a nap, and you return the love by following him everywhere.

You have so many amazing facial expressions, but my favourite is when you’re proud of yourself and you do this little cheeky, proud smile; it usually accompanies having done something you’re not supposed to do, or an achievement. You can throw a pretty good fit, body drops, shrieks, etc. You also have this new, manacle laugh that is hilarious – mouth all the way open, fake laughing and joy-shrieking; this happens most commonly when you see an animal and usually includes you sort of jumping up and down (bending over and standing up repeatedly).  Based on Archer’s equivalent blog post (because my memory is definitely not that good), it seems like you are speaking earlier. You can say “wow”, “bird”, “no” and “num num”, interestingly, you don’t really say anyone’s names; there’s no mum, dad, or archer in your vocabulary. I never want to forget how you say no, you almost whisper it, with a little shake of your hear and a little whine in your voice – it is BEYOND adorable.

I also never want to forget how you twirl your own hair to fall asleep. Around your birthday, you started wanting to play with my (or whoever was holding you) hair while you were rocked to sleep, but since you’ve started to just go to sleep when put in your bed (MAGIC!), you twirl your own hair – it is gorgeous. I can tell when you’re tired now, because in addition to becoming inconsolably whingy, you will go find a dummy, and then come lay your head on me, the floor, pillow, anything. You put yourself to sleep (unless overtired) very easily, and tend to stay asleep all night unless you run out of water or poop. You’re still having two naps, with the first usually being an hour or two after waking up – just sleep in instead, dude!

You love animals, pillows, food (down to one or two breastfeeds a day), and toothbrushes (you beeline to my bathroom if the door is open and grab all the toothbrushes and toothpastes and carry them around). You also like a cuddle, and do a nice back pat during.

Oh Bash, I LOVE this age. You are so much fun, but still have the sweetness of a baby. You are joy, my love. We all love you so so much.

Love, Mummy



YOU ARE ONE! what the…

you know, it actually feels like the longest year of my life, but I am so thankful, because I feel like this year hasn’t been wasted. I don’t feel like I blinked and you were one, I feel like I really got to enjoy it. Having said that, I still can’t believe it. I’m not sure how you can feel both of these things at the same time, but I am, so just shhh.


Oh Bash Bash (as you’ve somehow been dubbed, wonder how long it will last). You are FULL of life.

You are a little rocket. You crawl at a speed more akin to gliding; usually with your mouth hanging open ALL the way, like serious Nagini vibes. You also took your first steps the day before 11 months! teach me to publish these early. You have been practicing ever since, and you’re pretty much a walker now. You can’t stand up unless you can pull yourself up, so you have to crawl over to something/someone, but then you walk as far as you can. If you take your time, you can make it across a room; your problem is that you want to go fast, or you’re too excited, and you get ahead of yourself and fall down. You also seem to have a strong desire to climb, but your TINY size means that you don’t have many options for climbing.


You balance this crazy daredevil with this SUPER sweet, cuddly boy. You don’t like to be far away from us, and you crawl/walk over for a cuddle quite frequently while playing. It’s a perfect balance, and I just cannot get enough of your cuddles. When we ask you to cuddle, you usually do. You’ll lay your head on whatever/whomever it is and then cackle.


You’re so funny; you love to laugh and are super easy to get a giggle from. You have a rolling laugh, a fake giggle, and a sort of war-cry shriek laugh. You do this thing, almost every time we pick you up (when you want to be picked up), where you sort of kick your legs and squeal with joy – it’s adorable. You also have a few smiles; the huge Nagini face, the cheeky wide grin with eyes shut (badger face), and your shy, unsure little smile.


You are still SO small. It’s really very amusing, and I’ve got to say I have really loved having a small baby after your giant brother; your clothes have lasted longer and I think it’s helped the time to not feel as fast – you’re a toddler, just in an infant’s body. I am sure that by the time you are an {incredibly handsome} teenager, you will be the same size, if not bigger.


You continue to halfheartedly breastfeed – gymnastics are involved, and never more than 5-10 mins. Mostly you love food though.You have 4 teeth, with another 4 sitting right there about to pop out, and you use them to eat EVERYTHING. you harass us the second you see something edible being had by anyone – pointing, yelling taaaaaaa, grunting, shrieking, hitting. Any fruit seems to be the favorite, along with pasta, but you really aren’t picky.


You’ve just started to notice vehicles when we’re out, and you seem destined to be as obsessed as your brother; your head whips around to follow the sound of bikes and muscle cars, firetrucks and helicopters. You also love playing with cars, and you push them while trying to make brmmming noises. Your favorite game continues to be put-things-in-other-things though.


You are pretty violent, obviously just because you don’t understand, although I think you’re probably more aware than we give you credit for. You will whack anyone, with anything, if given the opportunity.


You are hilarious, cheeky, adventurous, sweet, and beautiful Bashy.

Happy Birthday babycakes!

We love you so so much!

Love, Mummy


the day before a year ago

I wrote this same post the night before Archer’s first birthday, Sebastian. Some of what I wrote then is true on your first-birthday-eve as well, but your birth was unique and special in its own way.

Yes I have thought about what I would have been doing at this time a year ago; how we would have been walking to the shops with Meema and Archer, and how those contractions, which I’d been having for days, started again and I felt so exhausted and frustrated because they kept stopping and I just wanted to meet you already.

While the day before Archer was born was spent preparing for a shift from 2 to 3, yours was spent soaking up the last day (didn’t know that at the time) where I only had one child to focus on. I will admit, sweet boy, that while I was SO excited to meet you, I was scared; I was scared of how everything would shift, of how your brother would react.

This day last year was spent in agonising impatience, profound excitement, and a dull nervousness.

This day last year, I never could have imagined how this year would go, what a sweet human you would be, and especially that you would have brown hair.

Oh my love, I do miss those days of feeling you roll around, but having you here with us is just beyond anything I dreamed. What I wouldn’t give to go back and relive this day, these last 24 hours (0r maybe your first 24 would be better – compromise, 12 before your birth, 12 after – deal.)

I can’t wait to celebrate you tomorrow, Sebastian, but today is for mummy; it’s for me to remember that pause before your arrival and all of the bliss that has come since.

We love you. We love you more than you’ll probably ever be able to understand.

Love, Mummy


3 1/2


Archer Beck, you glorious little creature,

you are, or rather were, three-and-one-half years old! Mum is lazy, and busy, and so this is late, but not by too much.

These pasts couple of months, you’ve really become muuuuuuch more pleasant; there were some very dark days in the last year, but they’ve lessened in frequency, duration, and potency, and I can honestly say that you are a joy to be around yet again.


Oh dear, you are funny. I have a list of things in my phone that you say, which I’ll post after this (if life doesn’t get in the way), but they’re really not as funny without the little faces and gestures that you pull. I also can’t manage to capture these on film, even though I try. My favorite is when you say something you aren’t sure about, and you kind of scrunch up your face, cock your head, put your hands out, and then say, while shaking your head, “I guess” or “but I don’t know”.


You talk constantly. there is always something you are incredibly excited to tell us, or need to ask us immediately. I swear you say “‘cuse me muuuuuum” at least 1000 times a day.At the moment, your favorite thing to say, randomly, is “Muuuum, do ya know what?”, then I have to say “what”, and you reply “I love you” with this really cute little surprised inflection – very cute. You’re very sweet like that. You like a cuddle, you are so excited to see all three of us every day.


The flipside is that you’re VERY particular about how you want a game to be played, and you get really angry if people (Bash) try to get in the way. You’re becoming more patient though, and you don’t just push or hit him anymore.


I think the main change for the better has come from your new desire to “help”. You’ve matured a bit more and so now you want to help us do things, do things for yourself, and that translates into a desire to please; where before you couldn’t care less about making anyone but yourself happy, now you seem to grasp why we ask you to do things and are thus able to handle it better than you were.


You’re [mostly} very polite, and say cute things like “that’s so kind of you” and “thank you, but no I would not like that”. You’re also starting to explore “encouragement”; the other day I was having trouble with something and you said to me “it’s ok mum, you can do it, you’re very good at that” – so sweet.


You’re loving school, but it’s hard to watch you begin to navigate the difficult and sometimes heartbreaking world of friendships. You’ll come home and say that someone wouldn’t play with you, and I get a pang of what’s to come (then in the next breath you say you wouldn’t play with someone else, so you’re just as bad). You also do swimming lessons and just finished a term of circus.


You’re an odd (in a good way) balance of outgoing and shy. You’re mostly willing to try new things, even though you get nervous, and end up having a really good time, but you can also be so shy that you completely shut down and wont talk or move away from my side. I don’t mind this cautious side of your personality – I think I’d go gray today if you just had no fear at all.


There is SO much more I could say about you, I mean how do you fit 6 months into one blog post? And for that matter, how do you remember it all!? I’m sure I’ll remember things over the next few weeks, and maybe I’ll add them.

The general gist though, my love, is that you are a funny, smart, curious, brave, sweet, polite, helpful, happy little boy.

We love you so so so much,



11 months


Bash Bash!

I vote that we just time travel back a year and do all of this again, deal? I’m not quite ready for that thing that’s going to happen this time next month; whisper it with me now, birthday; weren’t you only just born?

I guess I shouldn’t feel blindsided, you’re becoming more toddler-like every day. I wouldn’t say I’m scared, but I’m definitely a bit nervous; you are a cyclone of energy! Your favorite things include hitting, throwing, yelling, and crawling FAST – eek!


You think your brother is hilarious, and dad as well. You have this great, joyful giggle, that is very easy to get out of you; you are a very happy, outgoing baby.

You play with toys like a big boy now. You push cars along the floor and even sometimes make corresponding raspberry sounds, just like Archer. You LOVE to destroy anything Archer is playing with; endless fights. You will spend a good 20 minutes straight trying to put something into something else; for example, a toy thermometer into the holes in a toy house.


You are SO fast crawling, which is probably why you seem to have no desire to walk. You can stand; the longest being a good minute at least, on the table, for daddy; but you don’t do it very often and it’s usually because you don’t realise you’re doing it.For now, you can do everything you want to do by crawling and walking along things. I’d like you to walk just so that you could do a bit more at parks and such, but it’s also the last thing making you feel like a baby, so maybe hold off.


You {sometimes} wave, and say mama and dada, but we aren’t sure whether those are actually intentional or just sounds. You definitely say ‘ta’ in context and with purpose though. You point at what you want and then start chanting; “taaaaa, taaaAAA, TAAAAAAA!” until you get it, sometimes throwing whatever is close at hand is also involved.


You’re at that awkward stage where you don’t really grasp “no” yet (although I think you probably do and you’re just being a monster), but you’re into EVERYTHING, and i spend all day chasing after you closing drawers, putting books back on shelves, and dragging you out of the bathroom (the toilet is your one true love, you beeline for it whenever the opportunity arises – ewww). Like I said, cyclone.

You can be a bit crazy, but you’re also very sweet. You like to cuddle, and you will come to me in the middle of playing, lay your head down on me, and then head back off for more playing. It makes me totally melt, and I just love this balance of outgoing and cuddly. 


You’re sleeping pretty well, eating better than your brother, and well, not really, growing. You’re still in 6month clothes, and when you’re near babies your age, your petite-ness certainly evident. Don’t worry though monkey, I’m sure by the time you’re reading this, you’ll be the tallest of us all.


Now I must go brace myself for this final month of the first year. This time last year I had no idea who you would be, and I was so excited and impatient to find out; now here you are, better than I ever could have imagined.

We love you Sebastian. So very, very much.

Love, Mummy


10 months


Sweetest Sebastian,

You are a delightful little monkey. When we chose to add you to our family, I wasn’t sure what you would bring; life was already so good with Archer, and I wasn’t sure it could get better; I was so wrong. You bring so much love, fun, and joy to our family.


You are so quick to smile. All we have to do is look at you and your face breaks out in that huge smile of yours. You love watching Archer and chasing him around the house. You also like to follow Daddy everywhere, and harass him the second he comes through the door every day.


You like to cuddle. You crawl around getting into mischief, and then you’ll come back for a hug, and then head off again.

You LOVE throwing everything. You throw a toy, then go chasing after it, usually yelling along the way, then you throw it again.


You start dancing whenever you hear music. Dancing is pretty much just bobbing up and down, but you think it’s very funny. You like to play peek a boo, sort of, you hold something ABOVE your head, then you laugh and pull it down when we ask “where is bash”.


Movement continues to just be lightning fast crawling and standing on everything, but only holding on. You also have no desire to clap, wave, or do any of those tricks; you have started to point though.

You point at what you want and then SCREAM “taaaAAA” until you get it. So I guess Ta is your first word? Sometimes you make “mama” sounds and “dada” and “nana” sounds, but I think they’re just random, not names.


You love food, pasta being among your favorites, and you’re still boob-ing even though you don’t seem terribly fussed by it.

You are enjoying swimming lessons; you like jumping off of the side and going under the water; you couldn’t care less about kicking and you really hate floating on your back.


You also super hate getting dressed. You scream and roll like a crocodile, so I think it’s fair to say I’m not really a fan of you getting dressed either. The car is also still hit and miss.

Sleep has also been a bit unpredictable; some nights you sleep 9-8, other nights you’re up every couple of hours and want to start the day at 5am. Naps are the same; some days it’s 3 hours, other days its 20 minutes and you have a whole punch of cat naps. Overall, it’s definitely improving though.


10 months with you, my love; I just can’t believe it! You are truly a delight, and life with you is immeasurably better. We all love you so so so much.

Love, Mummy


9 months


Sweetest Sebastian,

You’ve now been out as long as you were in, but I appear to be in denial. I can’t get past the feeling that you are 3 months old; I see pictures from a year ago, with a huge belly, and wonder how I got so big because I was only 3 months pregnant, right? I went to buy socks the other day and grabbed the 0-6month size, paid for them and everything before realising that actually, you need the next size up. This probably means we treat you a bit like a baby, sorry dude, but you’re just going to have to get used to that I think.


This month hasn’t really seen any big changes. You haven’t grown or learnt any new skills, you’ve just perfected the ones you already had.

You’re SO fast crawling. You chase Archer with a huge cheeky grin and when you get the chance to tackle him, you utterly belt him. You hit full force with joy and excitement, and man does it hurt. We’re trying to teach you how to kiss instead, but you just smile and give us another good whack.


It does appear that you sometimes say mumumum, and dadada, but we aren’t totally sure yet.

You did get another tooth, the top, and the other is threatening to break the surface any day.You use these teeth to eat your weight in any food you can get your hands on, and you’ve been using them to latch onto my boobs – ouch!


Sleep is completely unpredictable. Some nights you’re up 5 times, then last night you slept from 9pm until 5am, and then again until 7. Naps are more predictable; I know that you will sleep way way longer if you sleep on me, the best you nap in your cot is probably 40 minutes, but usually it’s 1-10 minutes.


Your favorite game is chasing Archer, it usually ends in tears as one or both of you gets too excited and injures the other or themselves. You really seem happy as long as someone is giving you attention; you chase after daddy the second you see him too; can’t decide which one is your favorite.


You still pull up on everything, and you’ve started to try and climb up onto some things. You’ve let go a few times, but you don’t seem motivated to really try it any more. I have no idea when you will start walking.

The only things you really seem to dislike are the car and getting dressed/nappy changes. You also get very cranky when you’re tired, but then you fight it when I try and put you to sleep. We still have to manhandle you to get you to sleep, I think you’ve fallen asleep in your bed, by yourself, once since you were a newborn.


Overall Bashie, you are a delightful baby. I get a little kick out of seeing such a tiny little human speedy across the floor, or hearing you babble to toys, and watching you inhale food.

We love you so much monkey-butt.


8 months

Oh Bashie, you sweet little monkey butt, how are you 8 months old! I think because you’re so small, and because I have your brother next to you, you’re stuck as a 3 month old in my brain. I really do sometimes catch myself writing 3months, or looking at 3-6mth clothing haha.

You are still quite small, around the 50th percentile for everything, and 8.06kg at your check up yesterday. You still wear a few 3-6mth clothes, and crawler sized nappies.

I suspect that you are about to beef up though; you’re obsessed with food. If it’s not around, you don’t really whine for it, but if you see food you go into a state of utter focus and determination; must get to food! You’ve tried pretty much everything; bananas and pasta being among the favorites, and no real stand-out dislikes, although your stomach didn’t seem to love broccoli. You will cry, slam the table, and/or hang your mouth open and grunt to let us know that you want what we’re having. You’re a bit hard to feed baby food to because you want to use your hands and because you find doing raspberries with a mouth full of food to be one of life’s simple joys; my clothes are all covered with a fine spray of orange baby food.

Oh boy, are you delightful. Like seriously, just a deliciously happy, sociable little munchkin. You are happy as long as someone is around you, and you are very easy to get a smile out of. Your smiles are huge and filled with utter joy. When you catch my eye from across the room, you crack a full-face smile, and then start crawling, very fast, usually shrieking along the way, to me and then climb up and hug me. You like a snuggle, as long as its quick and you can get back to what you were doing.

At your check up, the nurse asked if you sit by yourself, and I had to laugh; not only do you sit, but you crawl, climb, and walk along things. I’ve seen you try to let go a few times in the last few days, so maybe that will be your new trick in the month to come. You are very quick, and very determined; whenever the hallway door is open, you bee-line to Archer’s room to play with his drums, you are obsessed with them.

All of that activity has resulted in injuries; today you bled for the first time after falling against a window sill, and catching your chin on the way down – teeth into gums, ouch. You’re a tapestry of bruises and scrapes, and your brother certainly contributes to a fair number of those injuries.

The two of you have a love/conflict relationship. You follow him around, and he comments on how much he loves you, but then you climb on him and bite him and he grabs your head and pushes you over.

Sleep…don’t really want to jinx it, but I’m hoping we’ve turned a corner. Whatever, who cares, sleep is over rated, right? and it could definitely be worse.

You like to talk, although a more accurate word would be shriek. You banshee shriek when you’re excited, and you also like to make ‘b’ sounds when you’re playing. Your playing involves crawling to something you can stand up on, standing up on it, then sitting back down and crawling to something else, sometimes with a toy being masticated in the mix as well.

You are exceptionally delightful baby Bash. We love you so much,

Love Mummy

7 months

Big month, Bashie! Lots to say…


Firstly, you got two teeth this month! within days of each other the two bottom teeth popped up. You seem a bit happier now, but I’m sure the rest won’t be far behind.

You LOVE solid food now, and you can down pretty much anything you’re given. I’ve tried spoon feeding you some things, but you aren’t really sure how to open your mouth and you just get angry – you definitely prefer finger foods and feeding yourself. Highlights include eating an ENTIRE banana, and picking up frozen blueberries; you have GREAT fine motor skills!


I’ll quickly just mention sleep…still sucks. I kind of thought it was tooth related, but I guess not. Instead of 2 good, long naps, you’re still having 5-6 cat naps throughout the day (and have to be manhandled to sleep still), and nightime is only mildly better with 3 wake ups being a good night. sigh. I know you’ll sleep eventually…right? please!

Now the exciting news! You’re officially a crawler! you started the month only being able to sit, and have since learnt to get on your belly from sitting, then push yourself backwards. Then sit up from laying down; then you did this weird sort of circle thing where you moved by going sitting-stomach-180 turn-sitting again; then you started army crawling/scooting forward, and now you’re up on your knees crawling purposefully, fast, and longer and longer distances.

Mostly you crawl in order to get to things that you can stand up on. You are OBSESSED with standing, which you always have been, but now you can pull yourself up by yourself, and so you do…on EVERY-THING. tables: check; shelves: check; chairs: check; people: check; walls: oh yeah, check! I’ve seen you LET GO a few times even. I think it’s so amazing to me, because you’re still so small that I keep forgetting that you’re actually not 4 months old.


Needless to say, all this new crazy movement has left you as a tapestry of bruises. You fall and whack yourself at least five times a day. I fear that you might be my wild child, Bash. It remains to be seen what this will mean for you walking, although I do remember thinking Archer would walk really early, but he seemed satisfied with crawling once he got the hang of it; we shall see.

You remain an incredibly social, delightful baby; even more so now that you can finally move – no more frustrated whining. You just love having people around, and you’re so easy to make smile. You love to talk, [joyfully] shriek, and laugh. Archer makes you laugh the most, when he’s not overestimating your ability to wrestle (again, tapestry of bruises).


You are SO much fun Sebastian. Watching you grow and learn is a joy and a privilege. You bring so much happiness to our family, and we can’t wait to see what else you have in store for us.

We love you,



6 months



Happy half birthday, you sweet little creature.

You continue to love attention, and our trip to Brisbane gave you plenty. You’re easy to make smile, and your smiles are HUGE and light up your whole face. You also do this thing that we have dubbed “fly-catcher”, where you just stare around with your mouth hanging open all.of.the.time. You love to just watch what’s going on; unfortunately back here at home, there’s not much to watch.


You’ve reached that age where you are frustrated by your limitations – you want to move, and you are fussy most of the day because I’m unable to hold you in a standing position all day long. I think if you were a first baby, and I had the ability to just give you my undivided attention, you would be the happiest baby in the world.


This month, you’ve perfected sitting and you can safely (and purposefully) get yourself from sitting onto your stomach. Once you’re on your stomach, you can do a full circle without even thinking about it, and you can sort of scoot backward, although this seems accidental at this point; I think you’ll crawl this coming month, but I could be wrong.


You continue to begrudgingly breastfeed, but you’ve also started playing with solids; we got you a high chair which makes things easier. Your favorite food is definitely strawberries; you watched me pull them from the fridge this morning, and never took your eyes off of them; you’ve also enjoyed green beans, bread, and tortillas. You continue to have all of the symptoms of teething without any sign of teeth, I have no idea when they’ll decide to pop out since your brother already had like 10 teeth by now haha.


You do this thing when you’re playing, where you yell at your ‘prey’ and then you launch at it, mouth opened, and sort of attack it – super cute. You’ve also started to enjoy hitting your toys against any surface you can find. You like to babble and joy shriek, usually at inopportune times. You continue to be obessed with your brother, and I think the feeling is mutual; Archer says “I wuv my baby bashie” multiple times a day, although sometimes it’s followed by very rough physical displays of that love, so what I take to be obsession, may in fact be fear.


You HATE the car. It’s probably the only thing you really dislike. If you are not fully fed, dry (nappy), and sleepy, you just SCREAM. If I can somehow meet all of those conditions, you fall right to sleep, but god help us if you don’t.

While we were in Brisbane, you were able to show everyone what I mean when I say you don’t like to nap. We rock you to sleep (more like fight you to sleep, you scream and kick and fight (SO strong!) then finally give in and go to sleep), and minutes, sometimes seconds, after putting you down, you are awake again, babbling away. You might wonder why I don’t just sit and hold you while you sleep, well sometimes I do, but I can’t always do that, so it’s really frustrating when you just won’t sleep off of me. After the fourth time of rocking you and then having you wake up before we’d even left the room, I heard your Nanny say “you are the worst napper ever, Sebastian!” haha. To be fair, as soon as the sun goes down, you’re pretty much out; I still have to put you to sleep, but then you don’t really wake up, and when you do it’s just for a feed and then you’re straight back to sleep.


Overall, sir, you are a very happy baby whose only grievances are naps, cars, and freedom of movement; I think once you can crawl you will be perfectly content, and probably a bit chaotic!

We love you Sebastian.

Love Mummy