Wednesday, 28 November 2012
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This story comes to us from the lovely Sophie, who blogs over at i-Sophie. Sophie has 4 sons and an American husband, and she is obsessed with all things Pokemon (which you pick up pretty quickly from the nicknames she gives the boys in her life!). Sophie has shared a fantastic story today, one I'm sure all parents can relate to. And Sophie, I have to agree, I remember that stinging pain from being stitched up and for me it was worse than the birth!
It was a 43 degree Valentine's Day in Broken Hill the day our first son was born. He was a few days early, but considering it was February and we had been suffering through 40 degree humid days my body was just over the whole extra 10 kilos business.
It was so hot and sticky that day, all I could do was lay on the lounge, with a damp towel draped over my entire body hoping for some relief from the heat. I had just watched a 'chick flick' and had gotten up to use the toilet for the hundredth billion time that day. Suddenly I felt extra moisture running down my legs,