He Sleeps

While the little screaming devil child angel is asleep, I can take this opportunity to both pump breast milk and post some piccies.

Shit. Or not. Obviously he knew I just called him a devil child. Devil children would sense these things. So Spud comes surfing with Panda.

I have to say its been a very difficult week since Spud was born. Its hard to believe he's a week old. It seems more like one v.e.r.y l.o.n.g day.

I will post my birth story. I started keeping notes in the hospital of what was happening, but after the second pethadine shot I lost the will or ability or both to write anymore. Suffice to say, there was little in the way of granola, and it will be a long story.

To tide you over til then, have a squiz at the cutest baby in history.



Our first family photo, about half an hour after delivery.

4 hours old.

36 hours old.

Look at that cute little bundle. He loves curling up just like a hedgehog.

All snugged up and ready to come home, in the knitted cardigan his father wore home from hospital and the blanket his great-grandmother knitted especially for him.