As promised, here is a picture of me as my sister's bridesmaid, complete with angel baby.
*Insert throaty Hollywood voiceover tone*
It was the calm before the storm. Peace and pride reigned. We nodded in reply to those who said: "Isn't he a good baby?"
But then the well-mannered Little Frog became a fickle Devil Toad...
It's the four-month growth spurt. We've had a couple already, but this one's a monster. He'd been sleeping through the night for quite a while but started waking up for no reason. He'd greedily finish a full feed and then shove his entire fist in his mouth and look for more. We tried second-stage milk for hungrier babies, but Frog did not deem it tasty enough. I garnered advice from the health visitors, and we're going to try for weaning. So far, he thinks rice is dull and spits out carrot, but considers apple a reasonably nice taste.
The health visitor tells me this growth spurt can last longer than the previous ones. I can't wait until it settles. Frog has always been such a good baby with a lovely routine of his own, which makes these unsettled days pretty hard to deal with.
All stories of reassurance greatly appreciated! And thank God for Cadburys' decision to bring back the Wispa bar. Mmm, Wispa... It makes it easier to deal with the Devil Frog ;)