On Sunday 13th November, the nurses tells us that William will be able to come home in the next couple of weeks. We’re both in shock, but very happy. We don’t need any equipment because our little man is breathing by himself and confidently wolfing back his 2 hourly supply of milk. I didn’t breastfeed which I found quite upsetting, I try to do it but I don’t have the milk and Mike is quite worried about me getting upset and tells me William will be fine on formula so he’s drinking a mixture of expressed milk and a formula milk especially designed for premature babies.
Continue reading “William comes home!”
I seriously don’t know where the last 2 years have gone, one minute I’m pregnant and being rushed into have a baby at 28 weeks the next I’m trying to tame him!!
Seriously, this boy is active and I don’t know where he gets it from. I’m not saying that my husband and I are lazy (ok well maybe we are a bit) but it’s like someone puts a new battery in him EVERY MORNING.
Continue reading “From toddler to teenager”
It’s Mikes birthday the day I get discharged, I get to go home. I’m half happy because I want to be back in my own bed but also nervous because I’m further away from my little boy.
Continue reading “Time to go home”
If someone had told me 2 years ago when I was happily pregnant that I would be having a cesarean in just under 6 months I would’ve laughed my head off. Although at that time if someone had told me 2 years previous to that that I would be pregnant in 2 years I probably would’ve had the same reaction! (Sorry I hope I’ve not confused you already, it’s not all like this I promise!)
Continue reading “Cesarean Sister”
Oh my gosh there is no competition when it comes to sleep, and with a newborn baby everyone said to me sleep when he sleeps and try not to worry about jobs around the house….. Continue reading “Sleeping over writing.”