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Firstly a couple of quick piccies of my little man:

This one was taken this morning before we were discharged from the hospital: (yes I do think he has red hair!!!!)

And this one really shows how little he is - this is Alex in his car seat. hehe. He is wearing a 0000 outfit and even that is a little big on him. Poor little mite.

We are doing okay. Alex and I are struggling with breastfeeding. He self attaches beautifully most of the time, but other times he either refuses the boob entirely or he lunges at me grabbing the nipple only and crunching it - I have blood blisters on both nipples and they are so incredibly sore that I cringe with every suck, which doesn't help milk flow for either of us. The result is that I have a very low milk supply and dread every feed. The nurses want me to perservere feeding him every three hours and then express afterwards but it just hurts so much that I only express some of the time. I just can't bring myself to do it all the time.

Thank you all so much for your comments. I look at him myself and wonder "Who's child is that!" lol I still cannot believe it is true.

I am still writing up his birth story, but the low down was that I very proudly had him naturally - something I really didn't think I could do on my own. The gas was my very best friend. I knew I really wanted to avoid an epidural and a caesar if I could, so I stubbornly hung onto the gas until I got past the point where I could have the epidural. Before I knew it, they were coaching me on pushing and then there he was! The OB did cut me just before his head came through as I was about to tear but even that is healing well.

An hour after his birth I was up, showered and wandering around the ward. Yesterday I was whinging about how fat I still am, but then Hubbs reminded me I gave birth just 4 days prior and I didn't feel so bad.

Hormones have been rampent - It didn't help that today we brought Alex home - the 15th of August, which although is also the birthday of my friend Dan, is also the 15th anniversary of the death of my father. (Whose name is who Alex's middle name was after).

anyhow, gotta run - I now have heaps of things to do, and all before a certain little man wakes and demands some dinner. I wil try to be back soon with the full birth story.