Wilfred Hugh Ryan

This is Wilfred Hugh Ryan. He was born at 12.09 on 22 June 2008 by emergency Caesarean section after 18 hours of mayhem, during which we tried everything the NHS has to offer for getting a baby out into the world. We started off at home before heading to Huddersfield Royal Infirmary to try the new Birth Centre, where things progressed nicely for a bit before grinding to a halt. From there we were transferred to the delivery suite where my wife was given an epidural and hours of syntocinon and examinations and did some serious pushing before heading off to theatre for the grand finale, which was terrifying but successful. For an encore he decided to develop some breathing problems and got himself taken off to special care where he spent the afternoon in an incubator, but he’s now back with mum and both are doing very well. All of the various twenty-plus NHS nurses, midwives, doctors, anaesthetists and surgeons who looked after us were brilliant, professional and reassuring and lovely throughout, and I am in awe of them all.  I’m even more in awe of the little chap in that picture though.  I’m quite absurdly pleased with him, and with his mother.  They’re both incredible.

  1. Alison Wilgus says:

    !!!!!!!!!!!!

    Endless endless congratulations to you and Kitty! I’m so glad she and Wil are doing well! :D

  2. Kitty says:

    YOU’RE DARN TOOTIN’ I’M INCREDIBLE. I’M INCREDIBLE.

    Your son has a message for you, by the way. He says OM NOM NOM.

  3. Mike says:

    Woot! I’d forgotten about OM NOM NOM.

    I think I watched the whole of Battlestar Galactica series 1 and 2 between 2am and 4am whilst Dan slurped.

    Have the cats come out of hiding yet?

  4. Tom Ryan says:

    The cats are a bit nonplussed by the small noisy thing that they’re not allowed near, but they seem to be coming round to the idea.

    We’re all back home now, and getting along rather well so far.

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