Just a few photos from the last few days. Emily's doing great, she's been sleeping during the nights in intervals of 4-6 hours, which is much appreciated with her parents. Besides eating and sleeping, we've had a few walks around the neighbourhood and a couple of baths (Emily loves being in the water!)
Grandma and grandpa visiting. In between doing chores, they were allowed short breaks of Emily-cuddles.
It's like Christmas, but all the presents are pink! (this marks the end of the gender neutral-coloured garments) The flowers are a courtesy of WEHI (my workplace)
A day at the spa: pampering started with a manicure...
...continued with soaking in the luxurious jacuzzi (no cocktails, however)...
...got dry in my cosy polar bear fleece...
...and finished with a cuddle.
Update: As the text was written above, all our spa efforts came to nothing as Emily had an incident which made the Fukushima accident seem trivial. I believe this is what Sven would call a proper "poosplosion". Good thing grandma brought backup clothes.
After three nights in the Royal Women's Hospital, Anna and Emily decided it was time to face the outside world and come home. I had been enjoying a few quiet nights at home as I wasn't allowed to stay in the hospital with them, so I was feeling refreshed. Anna on the other hand was rather tired after having stayed up the last few nights with Emily, taking care of the feeding-changing nappies routine that seems to have become our new set of nightly chores. However, she had her pregnancy hormones so she was alright.
We put Emily in her baby capsule and drove home. At home, we're now trying to settle into a new routine based on a round-the-clock feeding and nappy changes (it actually isn't so bad, so far the poo isn't too stinky). Everything else has to fit in in between those activities. The first night was somewhat tough as Emily kept waking up all the time, testing her impressive audio output capabilities, but the second night was much better, with her only waking up every three hours for feeds.
Today, we had a visit from a midwife to check that everything was alright (Emily passed all the exams, including putting on weight since hospital discharge). Then we tried to go for a walk in the sunshine. Unfortunately, this being Melbourne, we were soon drenched in a heavy rain storm. However, Emily wasn't too fussed in her sturdy Swedish pram (thanks Rick & Lilian!), and just slept through it. Better get used to it sooner than later, I guess...
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Here are some photos from the days after the birth, and on our way home.
Anna in her room at the hospital
Outside the hospital. I managed to get her some flowers in the end (yay!),
in spite of everything being closed all the time because of Easter
Emily in her baby capsule, ready to face the streets of Melbourne
Emily posing in her new clothes
In Australia, babies are "swaddled". This is how you do it:
(1) Take one baby (preferably sleeping) and put on top a blanket.
(2) Wrap said baby into a small burrito. Voila!
This keeps baby from waking up when she tries to do the "PUT YOUR HANDS UP IN THE AIR!" routine while sleeping.
Testing our pram for the first time. Pram worked great, being proof against the oh-so-Melbourne
rain storm that started just as we left the house.
Emily with her eyes open, socialising after dinner. Cute as can be!
