Hello world!
I officially arrived at 3:46 this afternoon, all covered in white stuff and sporting blue hands and feet. Well, it was a cold day!
Mum tells me it all happened pretty quickly, but let's go back to the start of the day.
Mum and dad and Noah got up early, and grandma came to our house to look after Noah while the others went to the hospital.
Mum was induced and the waiting game began.
The midwives suggested walking might help to bring on labour.
So Mum and Dad walked and walked, around the hospital, again and again.
They almost decided to walk home! But decided not to.
Labour finally kicked in at one o'clock in the afternoon and Mum hung out in the bath and the shower the whole time.
Dad got a bit bored and, since Mum was pretty comfortable and didn't need his help, he had a little snooze in a comfy recliner.
The action all began at 3:15, when Mum told the midwife that a) she needed gas and b) it was time to push.
The midwife got a fright and said she wasn't ready. But I wasn't waiting for anyone!
The doctor was called and he ran across the road from his surgery, arriving just in time.
And I made my appearance at 3:46!
"Well, she's bigger than Noah!" the doctor said.
And I was. At 3.97kg, I was a whole kilogram bigger!
I was quite cold so, after Mum had had a cuddle and I'd endured the business of being weighed and measured, Dad wrapped me all up and we had a long cuddle until it was time to head back to our room.
Within a couple of hours of being born, I was feeding well and was warmed up in my little Bonds Wondersuit...which proved too little, as it happens!
The Paediatrician gave me his tick of approval and soon after that, Grandma and Grandad and Noah arrived to give me their tick of approval.
It was a good first day.