4 days in...

Well it's been 4 days since the little guy arrived on this side of Tasha's belly and what an adventure it's been. To be honest, despite the absolute chaos of such a radical change in our lives, everything has been "normal", at least in the view of the doctors, nurses, books and tv shows!
Gabriel is handsome and healthy, he feeds regularly (perhaps too regularly for anyone who values sleep), he cries when we change his diaper, he cries when we bath him, he sucks on mummy's or daddy's finger for entertainment (see pic below) and he sleeps like a .....well like a baby, I guess!
He is a little jaundiced however, but the doctor assured us that this is totally normal for a breastfed baby and we should just make sure he sees some sunlight, near a window or even outside. Well typically, the clouds are here and the rain is falling, so he isn't seeing much sun, but he is getting the daylight!
Obviously we're very proud right now. I'm proud of Gabriel for just being himself and I'm especially proud of him today for spacing out his feeds to about 2 hours between each one and even one 3 hour gap (we had a spell of almost hourly feeding and we're aiming for 3 hours regularly). And I'm proud of Tasha for an awesome display of endurance over the last 5 days. Through labour pains and sleep deprivation, she's still as beautiful as ever, incredibly cheerful and a very impressive mummy.

Here's a few more pics and we promise to keep them coming when we have time.