Heathens.

The tranquility of the initial two weeks were quicjkly shattered and replaced by an emotionally, physically and mentally exhausting 4 or 5 weeks. Cillian was having problems putting weight on and was spending his days either nursing or screaming bloody murder. Those "postcard moments" of a newborn quickly went out the window!

We finally figured out what was going on and we embarked on a strict feeding regimen which required both of us to be part of a complicated feeding cycle every 2-3 hours.
Anyway -- long story short ---- we feel we are coming out of this long dark tunnel but we are emerging with a much happier, calmer, healthier (and fatter!) child.

Here are some recent photos taken in the last day or so

We are all still figuring each other out -- I have realised that over these few weeks, I just need to go with the pace of Cillian. There is not much point in trying to do anything else to be honest -- just sit back, enjoy the quieter time and not worry about much else. 15 minutes of watching him is far more valuable than anything else.

Cian is doing well too and settling in with the role of big brother -- so all told, things are pretty damn good right now.

A shock of dark hair, big feet and hands like Jens Lehmann ("he's going to be a goalkeeper"). The first thing he did was yawn when he entered the world. It was a wonderful moment.
We made it through the first day very quietly and peacefully -- and he spent most of his first night wide awake (still very calm though).
He and his mother are doing really well.

So wherever you are, raise a glass to Cillian.
WELCOME!

We are counting down the days ... Actually we are now counting down the hours...