Sorry for radio silence - no smart phone so no internet access in hospital!
All went to plan on Wednesday and our little boy arrived in the morning weighing 8 lb 8. We came home on Sunday after a slightly longer stay to work through problems with feeding. It is amazing, though slightly terrifying, to be allowed to bring a real baby home. DH has two weeks off and we are spending all our time just cuddling and gazing at our little one.
I feel a bit guilty, and very lucky, that my own recovery has been very quick and easy so far, especially seeing other c section mums on the ward struggling with a lot more pain and mobility problems. (No yoni warrior award for me!)
Little man is a bit mucousy still from the birth but otherwise well and we think he is definitely handsome enough for all the thread's gorgeous little girls. He has a full head of very cute dark hair and a look of his daddy and grandad lurking underneath the standard issue Churchill baby face. I may be a leetle bit biased but we are sure he was the cutest little boy on the ward:-)
Feeding has not gone so well and we are now bottle feeding formula with some expressed breast milk, though I'm not getting much at the moment which is frustrating. However, the important thing is that he is getting fed and loved.
Sorry for the me me me post. Little one is showing signs of stirring so I don't have much longer!
motor my bump was a month small all through the lasst trimester but the baby is a good size even if smaller than the 10lber the computer predicted and my fluid and placenta were also fine to the end.
choco that is brilliant news on the latest scan. The next two weeks will crawl by but take it day by day. I would tell in your shoes but then we told parents when we got the BFP, and siblings after the 7 week scan, as we would have needed their support if we had lost the embie. (We also told them the odds of things going wrong which in my case were 50\50 so it was a good news/bad news announcement.) I told the wider world at 20 weeks.
Hi to everyone else and waving blearily at you all.
crisps, thinking of you all.