was traumatic to say the least, I don't think I ever want to do that again. Sixteen hours of labour, then here I am. It was 8.10 am on the first of March when I checked into this world. Apparently, Dad was standing there when i came out, but I didn't see him. Next thing I know, I am in my Mums arms and getting my first taste of breast milk. Mum didn't want any pictures in the delivery ward, and I'm glad. As the Obstetrician said, "It's a messy business Obstetrics".
Anyway, the first known picture of me is here. Thats Dobbie, My Dads Mum holding me and saying something I didn't understand. Dobbie and Pop came up from Melbourne the very day I was born to meet me.
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