It was a big day today. Marcail’s first recreational car ride, and it was to go on a shopping expedition. I really hope this is not a long term, major, strategic error! If we get a few years down the line and all she ever seems to do is shop, shop and shop, then maybe […]
We’re starting to get the hang of this job a little bit and it seems a little less daunting than it did yesterday. The midwife came to see us this morning, and we’re not in jail and Marcail isn’t in care so we can’t be doing everything wrong. Although, it turns out we did try
Debs was pretty tired by this morning. I’d been able to get a good 8 hours solid sleep at home; once I was done with all the blog updates, emails, phone calls and Skype… Debs was pretty wiped out though having been able to get very little sleep on the ward, which was actually quite
Today has been simply the best day of our lives. It is with immense happiness that we can say that Deborah has given birth to a healthy and vital baby girl, Marcail Erin Begbie today at St. John’s Hospital, Livingston. She weighed in at 3090g, or 6lbs 10oz in old money.
So, it’s official, I’m now in charge of iSLI until at least July of next year. It was put to the board on Friday and they ratified my position as director. I’ve actually been in the role now for a month, and whilst it is a lot of work and there is a definite feeling
We had growth scans at 28 and 32 weeks with the result that the head circumference was somewhere just about the 50th percentile on both occasions, but the abdominal measurement was above at 28 weeks and below at 32 weeks. As a result we were asked to go back today for a further scan, carried
Summer it certainly is. We’ve had a great spell of even greater weather, with the mercury toddling up into the mid twenties (and no that’s not Farenheit, David) which is just way too hot for any human to endure for an extended period. Mrs. B., being a lizard, has been lapping up the heat, and
It’s getting to that stage where Debs is a different shape every time I look at her. This morning she woke up, then a short while later lifted the duvet followed by a shocked exclamation. Turned out to be nothing to worry about, just some stray limb that was attempting to leave her abdomen by
Wednesday was a strange and intense mixture of emotions; a feeling of anti-climax coupled with significant trepidation.
It’s been ages since I’ve written anything and time has flown by. We’re in our twenty eighth week, Debs is getting really pretty big now and