It would be very very easy to go on and on about what a crappy day it's been and chuck a huge hissy fit, about how completely jacked off we are with the stupid dumb procedural crap that is currently stopping us from getting to Bendigo, about how much I reeeeally don't like Melbourne, the noise, the traffic etc etc and about how much all we want is to be somewhere, just the three of us, all happy and healthy, with no nurses, doctors, other patients or babies. It's only just occurred to me today that Lee, Taj and I have not been in a room by ourselves in the 6 weeks since he was born. There has always been nurses/doctors/other babies/other parents, the doctors/nurses I don't mind so much, they're vital at the moment. But today, I came very very close to having a slight grrrr at the family next to Taj who came to visit their bub. Normally all well and good until I saw that after they entered the room, so did their two young daughters, the grandfather and at least 3 other relatives...not bad considering there are only meant to be 3 visitors at a time including the parents. If I remember rightly I'm pretty sure the words 'You have to be kidding me' left my mouth at a fairly audible volume and many thanks to the nurse who heard me and quickly ushered them out the room again. Some people really are knobs. ;)
Instead I'll focus on the awesome fact that Taj is out of his plastic box and in an open cot and doing well - yay!! He's almost officially a big boy!
*thanks to whoever took/made this pic, I take no credit for it at all :)*
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