Ingrid has crossed that vague line between “tiny baby” and “big baby” and established herself firmly on the other side. She no longer looks or feels fragile. Even her skin appears to be less sensitive: there’s no more crying when she’s naked for a moment after her bath, or for a nappy change. She stays awake a lot longer than she used to, and spends a significant portion of that waking time on her tummy – sometimes up to 20 minutes. Her neck is strong so she is now working on the arms and upper body, trying to push herself up further from the floor. But she is still wobbly as jelly when I hold her in a sitting position.

She is clearly more aware of the world and the people around her. She looks at me, and at things in front of her, and not just lamps and windows. She responds to smiles by smiling and “talking”, and sometimes greets me with a spontaneous smile. She seems to actually experience boredom, and “asks” to be turned or moved when she’s spent too long in one place.

She continues to grow as if planning to beat some kind of record – when we last weighed her she was over 7kg which puts her above the 98th percentile. All of her 0-to-3-month clothes got packed away in the attic around New Year’s Eve when she was about 2.5 months.