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My updates and what’s new from me.
Here’s how our boy travels. Tucked up in what looks like a black holdall in the back-seat of the buggy. You can’t actually see him easily once in, and unless Poppy is sitting in the front seat, it looks like we’re pushing an empty buggy around.
How hidden is Joe?
See- no baby here.
This is quite a long video clip, so will take a couple of minutes to download. We took it in March, but have only just thought of uploading it. Poppy plays horsey on a rocking snail Fran & John bought her!
OK apart from the bogey up the nose. Still no proper update from me- but kinda busy. Deird’s back home, and recovering well, Joe is, well is. He eats, yelps and sleeps. He also fills nappies. Poppy wants to play with him already, and is big on the hugs and kisses. More news when I have time. Until then, just go awww! at the photo.
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5am-ish: Deird woke me to tell me her waters had broken, contractions were happening and that we should go to hospital. It might have been earlier, but I spept through the early drama. We bundled Poppy into the car, along with some hastily packed bags and headed for the Royal Infirmary.
Once at hospital Julie met up with us, and looked after Poppy for the day, whilst Deird went quickly into Triage then the Labour ward. (Thanks Julie- you’re a star! )
Early on, it was painful for Deird, so quite quickly they put in an epidural, and made the whole thing much less traumatic.
Above- Christine (our super midwife) and Deird chat, after the epidural has gone in. (it was getting towards lunch-time, and I think they talked about how good a Greg’s sausage roll and sandwich for lunch would be.)
At 6pm-ish after a full days labouring, the doctors finally confirmed that jnr wasn’t going to be born natuarally, and that it was operation time. So off to theatre we went. Me in a set of badly fitting scrubs, Deird on a trolley. At 7:30pm-ish Joe (our current working title) was born. He weighed in at 8lbs 3oz, and 57cm long- Heavier and longer than his big sister. (I had to look it up on the blog- Poppy was 7lbs 10oz and 51cm)
Joe was born with a head full of red/sandy hair-\he’s either going to be very blond, or very ginger- we don’t know yet!
Not long after the birth- Joe & Deird back in the recovery ward.
Proud mum-
And Joe. soooo tiny. I forgot how wee they are when new-born.
Let’s not forget Poppy- She was with Neil, Julie, Finn & Jared having a great time whilst all of the hospital drama was carrying on.
There’s more to the story that this of course, but it’s late, and I need sleep. A proper update later. I’ve not mentioned our manic drive across Edinburgh, Poppy being sick in the car, or the words cervix, dialation, medication and dehydration- all of which I’ll fill in later. Goodnight.
Well, 2 days off Junior arriving (if we stick to the original schedule). Perhaps time to get sorted and finally pack a hospital bag? Maybe.
Anyway- here’s the new pram. It’s a double buggy- Poppy at the front, Junior taking the back seat. Quite nifty hu?
