Real world, it's in the tabs and rite of passage.

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1. It's a day of visitors. First PaulV comes round to meet Alec and take a few photos. Then in the evening, Katie and Jules drop by for their introduction. It is so good to see some non-baby people.

2. We tell the midwife about this morning's baby grow filler poomagedon experience. She shows us how to put a nappy on -- properly this time. "You can do the tabs up tighter than you think." And despite the extreme off-loading, Alec has put on a pleasing few ounces.

3. While Nick gets ready for bed, I sit at the kitchen table typing a post one-handed with Alec on my knee.

Picture by Paul Viney

Comments

  1. JoeinVegasThursday, January 06, 2011

    Photos too now!! Thanks

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  2. Nessa LockeThursday, January 06, 2011

    I had to look up "baby grow". We generally call those "onesies" here. I love the term Poomageddon. I've experienced a few of those myself. (Not me, personally, but my babies...)
    You will learn to do many things one-handed.

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  3. rosebud101Friday, January 07, 2011

    You will learn to do many things with the babe in one arm! Welcome to motherhood, Clare!

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  4. BarbaraFriday, January 07, 2011

    Though I'm a bit late to the party, I'd like to add my heartfelt congratulations. Your little boy just looks so sweet.

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  5. RashmiFriday, January 07, 2011

    So happy for you! The little fellow couldn't have asked for a better mother :-)

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