As you might have guessed, little baby 2 has finally arrived. He was born 2 weeks ago tonight and we are all totally enchanted by him. I know by blogging standards 2 weeks is a long time to go without telling the world but I’ve wanted to enjoy this family time together before everything changes again when M returns to work after this weekend. Weighing 10lb 8oz, his arrival wasn’t the easiest but I felt far more at peace with this birth experience than I did with Pip’s. I felt completely besotted with him from minute 1, despite being pretty anxious all pregnancy that if he were a boy, which I felt he was, that I wouldn’t know what to do with him. That all fell away the moment he was placed in my arms, and we haven’t looked back.
This past 2 weeks has been a real indication of what we can do a family of 4 – I’ve been amazed by my body’s ability to recover – 2 weeks on and I’ve managed to do a 6 hour car journey. 1 week on and we hosted a 4th birthday party for Pip, complete with a cake that I managed to bake to her precise specification. We’ve also dealt with M being struck down with a bout of tonsillitis and I’m still breastfeeding despite a migraine, his constant eating and fairly horrendous night sweats. Not perhaps the struggles some families encounter of course, but all the same, I’ve been proud of these past two weeks.
I’ll be back with more soon, but in the meantime, I’m sure you’re all keen to see what he looks like. Here’s a few photos that Polly took of us when he was 5 days old – I could have filled pages and pages of posts with these images but I’ve restrained myself and limited it to just a few.