After 9 months of pregnancy.
Pregnancy induced Hypertension.
5 days in the hospital waiting.
2 botched inductions.
1 almost cesarean section.
And 7 hours of excruciating labour.
He finally arrived.
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And yes.
There was 4 weeks of postpartum pain.
An uncountable amount of unsure moments.
An uncountable amount of frustrating moments.
But it was ALL worth it.
I mean look at him:
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And then we have the cute faces he pulls.
The squeaking sounds he makes when he stretches.
The late night snuggles.
The giggles when he decides to wee on you WHILE you're changing his nappy.
The absolute moments of pure love that surges through you.
And then, extra bonus:
His big brother absolutely adores him!
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A day does not go by where Sky doesn't say:
"I like my new baby brother, mommy!"
"I love my brother, daddy!"
"Can I please hold my baby brother? Look, I'm sitting nicely!"
"I like touching my brothers hair, mommy!"
And when we are gone for long or he came back from school or even after a nap, the first thing he says is:
"Where's my baby brother?"
