Yummy Baby

It has always been a risk, in a moment of lapsed concentration - feeling a little peckish, that we accidentally eat one of our babies.

The moment almost came on Sunday when I found Claire...

Disaster was averted, although I don't think that she ought to be trusted in the future.

(no babies were harmed in the making of this picture... I mean, other than the one that got himself nearly eaten)

Little Angel

Ahhhh. Look at the lovely baby. All snug. Observe how he sleeps peacefully, content....

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Now.... a few moments pass. The once content baby realises that someone has PUT HIM DOWN AND IS NO LONGER HOLDING HIM!

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Feel his rage.

Dubbed

One month old (and a bit, but what's twenty percent of your life!) and finally we have registered you.

In the past month :

• Had part of your tongue cut (on purpose... honest)
• Spent some nights wide awake and screaming for hours on end.
• Put on lots of weight
• Had some of your baby-hair fall out. (is that normal?)
• Dribbled, coughed, spit, puked your own weight in milk/cheese/mucus. (yum)
• Continued to wee on anyone that dares to change you. (this is becoming a theme)

First Light

Born : 26th October 2007 12:21 pm

Weight : 9lbs 5oz (4.22 kg)

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Checklist :

• Wee on Midwife
• Scream for hours at a time (but mostly only at night)
• Arch my back because I have wind and WILL NOT BURP
• Have hair - even though I'm a newborn baby. (This freaks people out)