So let me tell you all about our little girl. Well you already know she took her time in making an appearance. I finally went into labour on Sunday night and I'll never know whether it was the glass of prosecco or scrubbing the kitchen floor that did the trick (for future reference I'm claiming the prosecco). We were due at the hospital on Monday morning anyway to be induced and as I wasn't quite far enough along when we turned up they added the induction on top. It turns out she must have been really comfy because it wasn't until Tuesday evening that this little gorgeous girl finally made her entrance. I'm told that that's about average for an induction but when you're sat there with a tiny minutes-old baby gazing up at you, you really don't care.
What I do know is that my team of midwives were superb and I cannot thank them or praise them highly enough.
But enough of her arrival, what about the little girl herself. Well first of all she does have a name; it was ready and waiting for her and seems to suit as much of her personality as she has made known at 1 week old. I haven't decided on her level of blog anonymity just yet so for now I'm taking a leaf out of Daphne du Maurier and simply promising that she has a beautiful and unusual name.
She was born with a shock of dark brown hair and these beautiful big dark eyes which gazed up at me with a fairly puzzled expression as if to say 'this, this is what you brought me out for?'
Her hands are tiny and delicate with strikingly long fingers, rivalled only by her lanky long legs - truly my daughter.
For the most part I think she looks like her Daddy although the grandparents, prompted into reminiscing all of our baby photos claim a look of me and a look of H's sister (who looks very like H ). Mostly she is her own sweet self; she has Daddy wrapped around her little finger and I am of course her adoring slave.
She is truly the best thing we ever made
My favourite baby body part was the little dimpled fingers. Dan's used to wave in his sleep like little sea anenomes. They may still wave in his sleep but the night time adoration has long since worn off.
ReplyDeleteMy advice to new parents is not what you think. Back up the baby pics to an external drive or off site storage because otherwise you stand to lose the lot. Been there, done that.
She is wonderful!
ReplyDeleteAnd I'm not surprised at the "this is what you brought me out for?" - all those Beautiful Walks in the summer sunshine, and then arriving into Time To Turn The Heating On, what can the poor girl be thinking?! It's only a mercy she's surrounded by so much lovely knitwear... ;-)
Oh what a little darling, she is beautiful. You both look very proud and rightly so. Understand you wanting blog anonymity for her - you can pm me her name later ;)
ReplyDeleteShe is absolutely adorable, the last photo with your hands gently holding her head with her gazing at you, connecting to you, I love that photo.
ReplyDeleteSuch a tiny delicate flower, enjoy every moment.
Hubby looks extremely proud too, great photo, you could never get that photo again.
Well done both of you.
She's your best Finished Object ever!
ReplyDeleteThe hand/finger photo is very cute, and what a lucky baby to have such a lovely pile of knitwear waiting for the winter ahead.
Hope you're recovering well.
Thanks for posting. Delighted to see your beautiful girl. Absolutely adorable. I suggest pick a nickname for her on the blog, then you can use it without concern. Oh yes, and good luck with the sleep!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!!! Congratulations!!!
ReplyDeleteShe's beautiful! Congratulations (and don't all little girls have their daddies wrapped around their fingers??) :)
ReplyDeleteShe is beautiful, well done all of you.
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