One year ago today, after a rather long and difficult few days, Eoin finally made his appearance. Here he is at a mere few minutes old (I should admit that I didn’t take this picture: Stephen did. I was busy having the giant, gaping hole in my stomach stitched up at the time):
He’s become a proper little person, with a strong will and a very definite character. He’s still not saying anything beyond “aboo”, but I know he’s plotting world domination from behind those long, sweeping eyelashes.
Happy birthday, Eoinín: we can’t wait to see what the next year brings.