Unfortunately, release from hospital has not meant release from the healthcare system. We've had endless appointments with physios, home nurses, pediatricians, eye doctors, witch doctors, etc. We were also told that Peter is an "at risk" child due to his low birth weight, and for the next three years (years!) we need to have meetings with nutritionists and social workers. This is payback for all the nasty things I said about social workers when I was a foster carer.
I've also realised that I'm a terrible Internet father. Not only did I forget to take pics of Pete from day one, and therefore can't make one of those crazy videos, but every .com address that I could use for him has gone! He could be a .org, but who wants to be a .org? (Though www.peterdavies.com points somewhere quite pleasing to those of us with Welsh heritage).
So it's been a fun week with him at home: first bath (success), first trip out into Walnut Creek (not a success), first smile (Hannah claims, I haven't seen one)...more importantly he's doubled in weight since birth, which makes us happy and him almost 6lbs now. It's weird to think that he should be inside a tummy for another week yet...
Unimpressed by the insane asylum chic of his travelling outfit.
Unimpressed by the accessories.
Out and about, and very unimpressed (this experiment lasted for eight screaming minutes).
Much more successful - his first bath.
Hannah gets in on sling action.
Tummy time. Stop looking so doleful, you're enjoying yourself!
Better on the back.