He was born last week. 48 hours after Juliette's waters broke. In those two days, I managed to get food poisoning and he managed to pick up an infection.
So 8 hours after he was born, he was taken from his mother and placed in the high dependency unit. Poor lad has had a hard week, he struggled to breathe and had to be put on a glucose drip. Apart from us not being able to take him him home, his grandparents, Aunts, Uncles and cousins haven't been able to meet him yet. But he's on the mend how, right now he'll be sleeping peacefully in the arms of his mother in hospital.
We've spent most of the week there, changing him, talking to him and holding him. He should be home by the weekend and I cannot wait. There are no words to describe what it feels like to be a Dad. I love him very much.
By the way, I've bathed him and he loves the water, looks like he'll be a swimmer….
NORTHERN PLANNER 
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