1 Month, 1 Week, 1 Day Old
And some tummy time exercises. We still got no fancy blanket or pillow for that as my all attempts to order them online from nearby Mothercare failed in various stages. And hubby hates the shopping roundabout, so got to give it another shot before I chase him off to the Avenues.
Abbas doesn’t favour my attempts to let him stay on his belly so far and manages just few odd moments here and there – much more he prefers to be carried around on a shoulder and looking after our backs. Maybe he will grow up to be a bodyguard?
Dori is still fighting vast amounts of jealousy over the attention given to him, although she doesn’t mind our attention deficit as much as strangers, family and relatives melting over Abbas and letting her out of the picture – it’s hard on her the more that till now she was the princess in the spotlight. But equally she seems to love her new brother and care and defend him. I am hoping that the jealousy will go away soon.
Kuwait is starting to suck now as the heat reached it’s peak and that will last for several weeks, or at least two, three months, before (very) slowly dropping back to bearable levels. It’s 9am and 41 degrees of Celsius in shade now. I am quite sorry for all these people working outside these days, especially when dust storms come into the picture occasionally as well.