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evildoom_bunny and I met a New Person.
Not in the sense that we met someone we'd never met before, but in the sense that this person didn't exist until Saturday morning.
And when I say met, I mean patted the head of. Gently. No actual talking involved, or hand shaking.
Which is a round-about way of saying we went and looked at new born baby :-)
A couple of our acquaintance squeezed out a baby very early Saturday morning - well, when I say couple I mean husband and wife, and mostly it was the Wife doing the squeezing!
We visited them briefly at the maternity ward of the Mercy Hospital for Chicks, which is a maze of a place. Very modern - even had a room especially for preparing bunches of flowers. Brian Chee Mun Ho, the New Person, was doing some serious breast feeding - some babies have a hard time getting the hang of it, not this one! It's amazing how tiny they look, less than the length of my forearm.
He was having a sort of half-hearted cry when we left. He had nothing to really cry about - warm, well fed, kinda squished looking. I said toevildoom_bunny "It's almost like he's simply complaining about being out rather than in." It must feel like a very weird transition - being warm and all wet, then having to use your lungs and mouth and wear clothes. I'd be a bit grizzly as well. evildoom_bunny would also know - she was nearly a month late.
The last new born I saw was my cousin Katya's baby Nina, about three years ago. She was the second largest baby the Royal Women's had ever seen - nearly 12 pounds (five kilos?) and nearly 60 centimetres long. So Bwian looked small in comparison, being only average sized.
Me? Clucky? Not at all :-)
(Weird. While writing this I just got an email saying that Melinda in Finance - in a division of my company which is interstate, so I've never heard of her - just had a baby. It's an epidemic!)
evildoom_bunny and I met a New Person.Not in the sense that we met someone we'd never met before, but in the sense that this person didn't exist until Saturday morning.
And when I say met, I mean patted the head of. Gently. No actual talking involved, or hand shaking.
Which is a round-about way of saying we went and looked at new born baby :-)
A couple of our acquaintance squeezed out a baby very early Saturday morning - well, when I say couple I mean husband and wife, and mostly it was the Wife doing the squeezing!
We visited them briefly at the maternity ward of the Mercy Hospital for Chicks, which is a maze of a place. Very modern - even had a room especially for preparing bunches of flowers. Brian Chee Mun Ho, the New Person, was doing some serious breast feeding - some babies have a hard time getting the hang of it, not this one! It's amazing how tiny they look, less than the length of my forearm.
He was having a sort of half-hearted cry when we left. He had nothing to really cry about - warm, well fed, kinda squished looking. I said to
evildoom_bunny "It's almost like he's simply complaining about being out rather than in." It must feel like a very weird transition - being warm and all wet, then having to use your lungs and mouth and wear clothes. I'd be a bit grizzly as well. evildoom_bunny would also know - she was nearly a month late.The last new born I saw was my cousin Katya's baby Nina, about three years ago. She was the second largest baby the Royal Women's had ever seen - nearly 12 pounds (five kilos?) and nearly 60 centimetres long. So Bwian looked small in comparison, being only average sized.
Me? Clucky? Not at all :-)
(Weird. While writing this I just got an email saying that Melinda in Finance - in a division of my company which is interstate, so I've never heard of her - just had a baby. It's an epidemic!)
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