Lovely weekend in Wiltshire

So we had a good time in Wiltshire and it didn't rain which for a bank holiday weekend in England is pretty good. We set out for Trowbridge at 9am (to tie in with Tom's nap). Unfortunately, Tom refused to nap. He got himself in a right tizzy so we had to stop at some services to calm him down and sort him out. It worked and he was asleep within 10 mins. I have a feeling that he has some more teeth on the way. His fingers are constantly in his mouth and he does seem to be experiencing pain, poor thing!

Got a great welcome from the Smyths. Vanessa had cooked a huge roast dinner for lunch - including all the trimmings which was ace. How she does it from a small kitchen AND have no mess is beyond me. If it was me there would be stuff everywhere.

Once Tom had woken up from his nap we decided to go for a walk - we all needed fresh air and exercise after our lunch. Vanessa and Martin are lucky in that they live right on the edge of Trowbridge, so within minutes we were in cow infested fields. Did quite a good walk in the end. Even Tom got in the spirit and walked some of the way. Didn't get back home until about 6.30 so we were quite a long way behind Tom's schedule. Not to worry, this is what being away is all about.

He had a good dinner which was good as he hasn't eaten very well recently (another sign of teething?). Then a quick bath and bed. He refused his milk - first time ever, I came back down with a full bottle.

The boys went out to see a Pink Floyd tribute band, whilst Vanessa and I baby sat and watched a Clive Owen film.

Tom didn't have the best night's sleep, but it was better than last time we stayed with the Smyths, when he was in the middle of his very bad sleeping phase. Came down to a full English breakfast (we really do get very well looked after here). We then went to the local park for a quick play before driving home. He slept most of the way home and then went into full grizzle / screaming mode for the last half hour, no toys, food, water would placate him.

He had a miserable lunch and then we put him down for another sleep. He stayed in his room for over an hour, but I could hear him moving around, don't think he slept at all. Eventually got him up and spent the afternoon playing with him. He managed a good dinner (phew) and then a happy play just before bath (happy, splashy) and bed (he drank his milk this time).

We will see how tonight goes. He has been grizzling on and off for the last half hour.

Oh - I am sad to report that Tom doesn't seem to want to feed from me anymore. I can't seem to get him interested at all. I guess his time is up, I will miss our morning closeness, but I guess 15.5 months isn't bad. I will continue to offer him for the next couple of days, just in case it is to do with his teething, but figure the milk supply will dry up soon.

Also, would like to report that Tom was fantastic with the Smyths, no separation anxiety at all, went to them all with no problem at all which was lovely.