Yes, he was born! Last post for now.

I owe any readers a post to let you know that my precious boy was born in early January, safe and well! He's four and a half months already, and I can't believe where the time has gone! I had a pretty terrible delivery: I had to be induced after my waters broke spontaneously but I didn't have contractions and there was meconium in the amniotic fluid. In the end he was delivered with forceps and I had a 3rd degree tear and an episiotomy. I am still suffering from what I think must have been a botched stitching up job, and I may have to have corrective surgery, but anyway, the important thing is that baby boy was none the worse, and he is now a thriving, giggling bundle of love. I am insanely proud that his chubby thighs are a result of exclusively breastfeeding!

This blog was always meant to be about infertility and our journey to becoming parents, and therefore I am not going to keep it going with stories about motherhood, wonderful though I think those stories are. So I'm signing off for now....BUT when baby boy is about a year old, we will be right back in the game trying for number 2. I am already 37 and will be 38 by then, so I don't want my age to end up being a major factor, we have enough problems as it is! So this blog will be resumed when our journey for a sibling starts.

Good luck and infinite patience to all those who are still on the journey.