My beautiful boy

Now aren't you the most gorgeous little man in the world? You are a natural poser and boy do you have a set of lungs on you. You also seem to have inherited my bad temper (very sorry but hopefully it will improve with age)...you get into the biggest rages once you start. Really very funny to watch but not that pleasant on the ears.

I was very lucky with my labour and was only in the hospital for 2 hours before you popped out at 00.05 on 05/09/06. Giving birth was probably the weirdest feeling I've ever experienced - the only sensation that I can compare it to is like feeling like you're about to poo your pants although on a much larger scale. I was high as a kite on the gas and air and so was your daddy. So much so that he converted your weight from kgs wrongly and we told everyone that you were 7lb6 when in fact you were 6lb7. oops.

Right now you are sleeping and looking very angelic in your pushchair after a nice walk around Hammersmith. You love fresh air and fall asleep instantly as soon as we step out of the door. You also seem to be more settled today since we found out that you have thrush on your poor little bum and got some cream for it. Should be all better very soon but until then we have to watch you grimacing and screeching everytime you try to poo (which is surprisingly often).

Daddy went back to work very reluctantly yesterday and is missing you loads - he would definitely be a stay at home dad if he could I think. He's taken to fatherhood so naturally and is head over heels in love with you. But so is everyone who meets you...only 2 weeks old and already a heartbreaker!