Hey guys,
Just popping on v quickly in between feeds to announce that Jasper Henry was born on 29th March by C-Section. He is gorgeous and lovely and we are back home and recovering. C-section was a fabulous experience after the trauma of the last delivery. I seriously cannot get over how much better and full of energy I feel compared to last time, and this is despite repeated low blood pressure and a bigger-than-average blood loss during the op! Shows how ill I was last time.
J is feeding for England (the boy never stops, seriously), but luckily his latch is great, so I'm not very sore at all. He also won't deign to be put down at all (T was never that concerned about being held unless he was hungry, which, to be fair, was most of the time, but at least he occasionally went in a moses basket or pram for the 30 mins or so between feeds!). He has yet to spend more than 8 or 9 seconds in his cot before screeching to be back on one of us, and as our house is to tiny and T not the heaviest sleeper, I'm trying to avoid too much screeching for now. I am currently researching safe co-sleeping guidelines as he is, inevitably, in the bed with both of us asleep when I drop off while feeding him. It's not something I have the least desire to do at all, but I figure that as long as I'm inevitably going to drop off occasionally while feeding until he'll go in his cot occasinally, I'd better do it as safely as possible.
The c-section was 3 days earlier than expected - they phoned us on Monday at 2pm to tell us that there was a c-section slot on Tuesday, so Monday afternoon was spent maniacally packing, getting bloods done, and getting my mother down from wales 2 days earlier than anticipated.
T is coping really well, there have been odd wobbly moment (mainly when J is on my lap feeding for the 300th time that hour), but on the whole he's doing really well. The endless stream of visitors/presents/sweet treats has probably gone some way to assisting this... 