14th February 2012.


Bossy midwife came again today and was even bossier than before, she also stayed far too long and made us late for the hospital. She said I only put on 10g so she's not too happy but Mummy said "sod her it's not even been 24 hours since the last weigh in" and has decided to ignore her from now on.

Mummy took lots of pictures of my feet today to show me what they looked like when I am big and have perfect straight feet. Last night she spent a lot of time watching youtube videos and reading about talipes, Daddy got very upset because he hadn't really thought about it until he was forced to face up to it, but Mummy said she was really pleased because Stephen Gerrard and a gold medal winning figure skater had feet like mine and look at them now! She cried when she watched the babies on youtube get their casts on but she said it was not nearly as bad as she thought it would be and it would only be a year before we could do fun stuff like swimming and bubble baths.

Then we went to the hospital and everyone thought I was wonderful, all the nurses and doctors kept stopping to see me because it isn't often you see tiny babies like me in the broken bones bit of the hospital. We had to wait ages to see the specialist and while we were waiting Mummy was speaking to a mummy of a little girl who was born with feet like mine. You would never have been able to tell that 2 years ago both her feet were as bad as my worst one (Mummy discovered the other is a bit bent too on Sunday but it wasn't picked up before as it is so slight.) The little girl had special shoes on but they looked just like normal shoes and she only needed to wear her boots with a brace at bedtime, Mummy said she was grateful to the other lady for setting her mind at ease and was so impressed with the beautiful little girl running around like any other 2 year old.

But what a shock when the specialist saw me - he said I didn't even had a clubfoot, I just had positional talipes and all I needed was for Mummy and Daddy to do physiotherapy on me several times a day and in 8 weeks time when I go back to the hospital I should be completely mended!!!

Mummy and Daddy were nearly crying when they left the hospital as they were so happy but they felt guilty because all the other children there were not as lucky as me.

We went to the garden centre with Grandma and Grandpa and then off to Mothercare to buy me a rubber duck for the bath and some bras for Mummy. We went in the nursing lounge where Daddy fed me formula while Mummy pumped out some more milk for my next meal and before we left Mummy hid the box the formula came in deep into the bin under all the cups so no one would see she wasn't feeding me right, she said it is silly but she can't help feeling guilty.

We also bought more nipple shields as I didn't like the ones she bought on Sunday, they were very expensive but I hated them even more as they were too big for my mouth. Mummy says I am a very expensive boy.

Daddy bought Champagne to celebrate my foot but Mummy and Daddy were so exhausted they didn't drink it. Daddy slept in the spare room so he could give Mummy a rest in the morning, Mummy stayed up all night long with me, I decided as she was alone I'd stay up til 7am instead of 5am so she wasn't lonely, she didn't seem to appreciate it and spent most of the night in the sitting room attached to her boob pumping machine and sobbing - some people have no gratitude!