Category: Charlotte

Following popular demand I’ve popped up a few more pics of Charlotte on her photo page, including some of her dressed up for the Pirate fancy dress party, and her caving.

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Charlotte is continuing to discover new tricks, like holding her own head up and looking round, smiling (intermittently (and no longer always associated with an impending fart)) and sucking her thumb when a dummy is not available.

She also seems quite chuffed with herself in relation to this last one, although it only works when she’s quite awake, so when she wakes in the middle of the night and wants a dummy she kind of forgets that she has a take everywhere option available close at hand (so to speak).

There are more photos of Charlotte up on her photo page.

Charlotte is now a few days over a month old and now thinks she should be allowed to expand her social circle.

So she went out to dinner with a few of our friends.

And did lunch at a local italian restaurant with the parentals.

And had a friend over for a play date (our friends Tim and Renee had a little boy a day after Charlotte).

And have taken the Rolls out with the chauffeurs for a day touring the coffee plantations and vineyards (ie we took a day trip to the Atherton tablelands).

Next week it’s champaign cocktails before the Gala ball…. (And her designer dress is just divine don’t you know).

Well after broad based popular demand, I have uploaded some more photos of Charlotte. This time I’ve done it properly, and put it in the photo gallery of the website, so instead of having them all available on this page, you’ll have to go to:

http://www.ramsayfamily.org/wp-gallery2.php?g2_itemId=1616

Enjoy.

Well Charlotte is 10 days old and finally seems to be getting the hang of the breast feeding thing, and is (by and large) sleeping well also. Initially she didn’t seem to get it, and would get on, suck a few times, and then just sit there not doing anything more. Thankfully however she seems to have decided that she likes the menu at the all you can eat Mummy’s restaurant and has been latching and suckling for 30 or 40 minutes at a go.

Currently she is lying curled up against my chest listening to massive attack with me and overseeing my blogging, and she hasn’t objected to anything I’ve written so far. It’s already a pretty foregone conclusion that she’s going to grow up immersed in my computer activities, and as well as overseeing my blogging she got her first introduction to gaming the other day, helping daddy play Sam ‘n’ Max for an hour or so.

She has been on a few trips into the outside world with mummy and grandma and grandad, including a trip to the hospital to meet mummy and daddy’s work friends and colleagues (everyone wanted to give her a cuddle, and there were extensive “Oh, isn’t she cute”‘s from just about every nurse we saw), to the mall for a bit of shopping (Charlotte wanted a new outfit or four, and was working pretty hard at trying to convince mum that she also needed a matching handbag…), and out to Palm Cove to sip coffee at the beach.

Meanwhile daddy has been slaving away at work. Poor daddy :-(.

Anyway we remain quite pleased with her. As one of my coworkers commented yesterday, she seem to be a generally superior product.

With luck I will get some more photos of her up sometime over the weekend.

Well we’re into day 3, and Charlotte is starting to settle into a rhythm.  Unfortunately the rhythm appears to be: sleep all afternoon, party (read: whinge loudly) all night.

Welcome to insomniaville, population: Us.

This has meant that I have spent 2-3 hours of each of the last few nights wandering up and down the maternity ward corridors in the wee small hours trying to rock Charlotte back to sleep. She cries when you put her down, stops when you pick her up, settles and closes her eyes when you walk her for a little while, and then cries again as soon as you put her down again. I think it’s attention seeking, but either way it results in me needing panadol for breakfast, and a big afternoon nap…

But otherwise everything is going well, this morning we left the hospital and bought Charlotte home. We gave her the tour of her new home, introduced her to Jack, and watched her promptly fall back to sleep on the couch.

The other thing we have found since getting her home is that her cot is quite absurdly large for her, but I suppose she’ll grow into it (in a decade or two). Probably more photos will go up in a day or two.