So while the Herts Ad office was abuzz investigating a bank robbery in the centre of St Albans yesterday, poor Mrs A was at her wits end with little Anwen, who is currently going through a growth spurt which requires near-constant feeding!
Hence the reason why I was in the office at 6.15 this morning, a trend I can see continuing until, ooh, maybe 2015?
Wednesday, 13 June 2012
Tuesday, 12 June 2012
Things get underway
A nudge in the ribs at 4am on May 24 heralded the onset of my involvement in the whole labour process, although apparently Mrs A had been suffering from contractions for a couple of hours before deciding to wake me, and then suggest I go back to sleep in case nothing happened for a while.
Like that was going to happen.
So showered and shaved by six, the car packed with various bags and breakfast served, the waiting game began. Hours passed... I'd told work things had kicked off, expecting to be at the hospital by lunchtime, but it eventually became obvious that this initial stage in the birthing process wasn't a sprint, it was a marathon. Cue various time-consuming activities over the course of the day, ranging from long walks in the blazing sunshine (yes, it seems incredible now in the midst of all this rain, but just a few weeks ago we were basking in glorious summer sun) to catching up on episodes from various box sets we'd been working through, while all the time the contractions increased in frequency and intensity...
Although I'm a reasonably patient man, I'd had enough by mid-afternoon, and we convinced ourselves that we should probably head to the hospital "just in case", but probably more to feel as though we were actually doing something constructive. So up the M1 we headed to Luton and Dunstable Hospital, only to be turned around and sent back home after a brief chat with a midwife because things were by no means ready.
It was going to be a long day.
Like that was going to happen.
So showered and shaved by six, the car packed with various bags and breakfast served, the waiting game began. Hours passed... I'd told work things had kicked off, expecting to be at the hospital by lunchtime, but it eventually became obvious that this initial stage in the birthing process wasn't a sprint, it was a marathon. Cue various time-consuming activities over the course of the day, ranging from long walks in the blazing sunshine (yes, it seems incredible now in the midst of all this rain, but just a few weeks ago we were basking in glorious summer sun) to catching up on episodes from various box sets we'd been working through, while all the time the contractions increased in frequency and intensity...
Although I'm a reasonably patient man, I'd had enough by mid-afternoon, and we convinced ourselves that we should probably head to the hospital "just in case", but probably more to feel as though we were actually doing something constructive. So up the M1 we headed to Luton and Dunstable Hospital, only to be turned around and sent back home after a brief chat with a midwife because things were by no means ready.
It was going to be a long day.
Monday, 11 June 2012
She's arrived!
It seems like a lifetime ago that I last posted an entry to this blog, and so much has happened in the meantime that it's difficult to know where to begin.
Today is my first day back at work, and I'm very, very tired. God knows what I'm going to be like after the sleep deprivation really kicks in a couple of days from now...
But you know what, it's all worth it. The Spawn has been born, and we have a gorgeous daughter called Anwen Mair... She was born on May 25 at 3.02am, weighing 6lb 10oz, and I think it was love at first sight.
I'll be filling in some of the details surrounding her birth, and my first few weeks as a dad, over the next couple of days, but for now I really need to get cracking on some pages otherwise this week's paper isn't going to happen!
Today is my first day back at work, and I'm very, very tired. God knows what I'm going to be like after the sleep deprivation really kicks in a couple of days from now...
But you know what, it's all worth it. The Spawn has been born, and we have a gorgeous daughter called Anwen Mair... She was born on May 25 at 3.02am, weighing 6lb 10oz, and I think it was love at first sight.
I'll be filling in some of the details surrounding her birth, and my first few weeks as a dad, over the next couple of days, but for now I really need to get cracking on some pages otherwise this week's paper isn't going to happen!
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