NobbyNobody

Face-hugger

NobbyNobody — Wed, 04 Jan 2012 20:49:41 +0000

One of the youngster’s favourite games is ‘attack of the face-hugger’.
It starts with daddy’s hand creeping across the table spider-style while making shlup shlup noises. when the facehuger gets close enough it LEAPS and grasps the victim’s face accompanied by more loud shlup-shlupping.
For some reason, our offspring finds this game hilarious and is just starting to copy the crawling hand movements complete with the shlupping.
My son, the LV426 colonist.

New word today: ‘Chair’

Ducks don’t quack

NobbyNobody — Wed, 04 Jan 2012 08:32:01 +0000

We’ve been teaching the little one animal noises instead of animal onomatopoeia.
Apparently it’s unusual to do this. But lets face it, dogs don’t ‘woof’ they go Rouwgh!
He can now wark, rouwgh, euuuurm, ruuurrrrgh, eeow, kwargk and eiayyyyy with the best of them.

We’re avoiding baby-talk too. There’s no point in teaching that it’s called a quack-quack or baa-lamb now and then have to teach him it’s actually a duck and sheep later.
The same goes for ‘ta.’ We’re teaching him ‘thank you’ from the start.

Bubbles

NobbyNobody — Tue, 03 Jan 2012 22:59:39 +0000

Actually this is a few days old, but I’ve only just remembered.
For the last few days Zachary has been saying ‘bubbles’
but it’s not just the fact he says ‘bubbles’ it’s the way he says it. It’s very clear and well pronounced and in the sweetest little voice you can possibly imagine.

‘Bubbles’

My heart melts every time.

Biro-art is being re-born.

NobbyNobody — Tue, 03 Jan 2012 00:10:30 +0000

Over the last few days I’ve been working on a major re-vamp of the old Biro-art .com site. Stripping out all the old hand-coded stuff in favour of proper content management courtesy of WordPress.
There’s never a theme that quite looks like you want it though is there. Hence the ‘last few days’ part of the first sentance. I have to say, I’m getting pretty sick of peering at CSS trying to figure out which bit effects what bit on the layout.
Still, hopefully it;ll look OK when it’s done.
Once it’s finished I shall be using it as a showcase for prospective employers/clients and try to make a go of the art thing.

Mystery Coat.

NobbyNobody — Mon, 02 Jan 2012 23:28:29 +0000

So here we are on day two of 2012. Some stuff happened today. Nothing terribly interesting but it was definitely stuff.

We went shopping. We needed fruit and rice pudding. You can’t just stay at home when you need fruit and rice pudding so we didn’t. We went out to buy the aforementioned fruit (specifically clementines) and rice pudding.

On the way out Mrs. Nobody couldn’t decide what coat to wear. Not an unusual event in itself, she has two or three. But today she wanted a specific coat, a long black number, that I’m pretty sure we sent to coat heaven when we moved.
Mrs. Nobody wasn’t so sure and opened the hall cupboard, an aperture we rarely use, looking for her phantom garment. Needless to say it wasn’t there, having been bundled in a bin-bag and dumped at a recycle centre some 20 months earlier.
What we did find though was a long fluffy grey coat that neither of us remember ever having seen before. It’s clearly a womans’ coat but it’s not Mrs. Nobody’s because it’s far too large. Mrs Nobody is short of stature & bijou of frame. It smells funny too. (The coat, not Mrs. Nobody’s divine form).

Daily Sprogzilla Update:

Knows what a ‘bin’ is and will put stuff in it if asked to do so.
Recognises rubbish and will put it in the bin and (here’s the important bit) leaves it there.
Has realised the there is an ‘up’ to the world as well as things at eye level. Spent some time this morning examining and commenting on the picture in the hall. Pointed out the moon in the evening sky and every bird that flew past while out in his buggy today.
Knows where the cheese is kept and actively seeks it out.

Mystery coat, mystery coat, where cometh you from? Or somthing.

Happy New Year

NobbyNobody — Sun, 01 Jan 2012 23:28:35 +0000

See title.

I’m writing this retrospectively so I can’t really remember what happened. Future posts will contain more I expect. They may even be interesting. For a specific value of ‘interesting’

Daily Sprogzilla Update (as far as I can remember)

Said ‘Flower’ for the first time today while standing in the bath and pointing to an artificial sunflower that stands atop the toilet cistern.
There was definitely other stuff but I can’t remember it. Bugger.

The resurrection of this blog is coming…

NobbyNobody — Tue, 23 Mar 2010 12:30:35 +0000

Having just redesigned the layout on Odd-Fish.net and included a link to this blog I guess I’m obliged to make the occasional entry.
So over the next few days I’ll make a few posts about Odd-Fish, the ongoing progress of Mrs Nobody’s pregnancy and life in general. Stay tuned.

A Multidimentional Baby

NobbyNobody — Fri, 19 Mar 2010 20:05:07 +0000

Today Mrs Nobody and I went to get another scan of our work in progress.
Unlike previous scans which were free and routine NHS proceedures to check for problems and to gauge the growth of the baby, the one we had today was by our choice and cost over £100. (Mother-in-law paid for it, her ‘baby shower’ gift to us.)
What made this scan even more different to the NHS ones we had before was the technology used. Rather than the flat monochrome ‘slice’ through the baby’s body showing internal organs and an x-ray-like vaugeness of image, today’s scan showed a fully formed real-time three dimentional image of our wriggling baby in his bag of juice with his lifeline attached to his placenta.
The images aren’t perfect because there isn’t a lot of room in there and there’re plenty of things to get in the way of the imaging ‘lens’- the placenta, the cord, baby’s own hands and feet, Mum’s organs and so on. But with a little perseverance and an ice cream for Mrs Nobody to get him wriggling we got some lovely shots of his face, hands, feet and yes, confirmation that we have a son on the way!
We also got a DVD of the whole session. About 20 minutes of our son punching and wriggling, smiling, hiccuping and pulling at his umbilical cord. Bloody marvellous.

It’s a Boy!..Probably.

NobbyNobody — Thu, 18 Feb 2010 12:59:03 +0000

Today we had an appointment at the maternity unit for a routine ultrasound scan. The scan is so the development of all the the baby’s organs can be checked, any annomalies can be spotted and to just check that everything is generally OK.
The sonographer went through all the routine stuff; two hands, ten fingers, two kidneys, one brain in two lobes, one stomach, one liver, two legs with ten toes, one spine and so on. While she was doing all this with speedy efficiency she asked us if we wanted to know the gender of the baby.
We’d already discussed this and decided we did. Knowing ahead of the birth meant we could shop for clothes, decorate the nursery and chose a name at our leasure.
Mrs Nobody particulaly wanted to give the baby a name while its still cooking because she feels it helps with bonding, makes the baby more ‘real’ and less abstract.
So we told the sonographer our wishes and she quickly positioned the ultrasound probe to reveal the baby’s bits. It was such a fleeting glimpse the Mrs Nobody completely missed it but I saw clearly, for a split second what the sonographer referered to as a shape like a snail indicating that in all probability our child is a boy.
At this age and with ordinary ultrasound and with such a fleeting glimpse, there’s no way to be one hundred percent sure, but it’s still very good odds. We’re going to have a son.
Later on we’re hoping to have one of those new-fangled 3D scans which should show us without doubt if he has an innie or an outie (so to speak) but for now we feel confident enough to buy a few blue outfits to go with all the yellow stuff we have already.

Man, The Provider

NobbyNobody — Wed, 28 Oct 2009 22:09:01 +0000

I have the terrible urge to buy stuff. Stuff for the baby, stuff for Mrs Nobody, stuff for me and just stuff. It must be the instinct for the male of the species to provide for his offspring kicking in.
I am Man, hear me enter my PIN.
I mustn’t give in to the urge too often because we really have to watch the pennies at the moment, what with hoping to move house before the spawn makes its appearance. Of course the house move also means it’s not a good idea to clutter the place up with stuff that just becomes more things to pack.
Also, being realistic, it’s still very early days and it’s still a very real possibility that this little bean won’t stick.
Maybe when we hit the magic twelve weeks I’ll be a bit more relaxed about splashing the cash on baby paraphernalia.

Having said all that, we’ve started a ‘bottom drawer’ box which is becoming populated with a few little things for the baby.
Mrs Nobody has already blogged about the iCandy buggy and the MaxiCosi car seat we bought from eBay in a moment of weakness (they were bargains though.)
Anyway. Today for the box we bought a little blankie. It’s got a giraffe on it and it’s soft and snuggly. Hardly a priority purchase we know, but it’s one less thing to buy later on and one more thing that makes this whole experience just that little bit more real to us.
The box now also contains some babygrows we got on sale from Asda last week, (£4 for seven! Bargain!) a very nice maternity top from Mamas & Papas and a little top for the baby. The top turned out to be a learning experience about sizes and will be far too big for a newborn but no matter, one thing that babies can be trusted to do is g-r-o-w!
Any stuff we buy pre-knowing the gender is going to be either yellow, or as neutral as possible and personally, I’d like to avoid the whole blue-for-boys / pink-for-girls thing even when we do know the gender. In fact I’d like to avoid the whole gender stereotype reinforcement thing altogether. If my little boy wants a ‘my first kitchen’ playset or my little girl wants a Thomas the Tank Engine train set, that’s fine by me. Let them play with what engages their interest, I say.

We’ve also bought some non-underwired bras for Mrs Nobody because she’s rather tender in the boobicle regions to say the least and has already pretty much outgrown all her usual bras.
Honestly, the trouble we had finding non-underwired bras in large cups sized but with small backs you would not believe. But finally we found a two-pack (one black, one flesh) in 32E in Debenhams Department Store in the town centre. Mrs Nobody didn’t try them on in the shop (she hates doing that, and I can’t say I blame her) but once home they fitted snugly, possibly toosnugly. It won’t be long before she has to up-size again!

One last thing I which I bought today.
Earlier we were in B&Q (a hardware superstore) and we just happened to notice some ‘Baby on Board’ signs on a rack. Now personally, I hate seeing the things in the back of cars. I can’t see the point. “Oh I was going to ram your car from behind, but now that I see you’ve got a baby on board I’ll pick on someone else instead. Maybe they only have a worthless adult in their car and won’t mind me ramming them”
Anyway, I digress. Baby on Board signs are pretty ubiquitous, you see them everywhere, everyone knows what they look like. So we thought it might be quite fun to have a maternity tee with the sign on the ‘bump’ so as soon as I got home I made it so and ordered one.
Groovy, no?