Tuesday before last (10th), my mum started acting funny - she started doing lots of weird breathing and I overheard her tell dad that she thought she was in labour. I wasn't sure what this meant exactly but as she kept grabbing her tummy, I can only assume it was related to the big bump she'd been growing on her front for the past nine months. Dad started hurrying around packing the car and I got packed up too! After saying goodbye to mum, dad drove me to my Grandparents who I ended up staying with for four whole days! I had lots of fun playing with Wilf and the Black & Whites but I sure was missing mum and dad.

Dad came back on the night of Friday the 13th and stayed with me. He looked exhausted but excited. He told me that my little brother had arrived earlier that day and that mum would be coming back home with him the following night. 

Dad disappeared again the following day and came and picked me up later that night to take me home. When we got back I jumped out the car and could hear mum calling my name from the front door. I was so very excited to see her and she seemed incredibly happy to see me too. She told me she'd missed me ever-so much and she swore I'd grown! She smelled a little different today - although I couldn't quite put my paw on it. Mum opened the living room door and told me to go and meet my new baby brother. I walked in and saw the car seat which I'd become used to seeing sitting empty, except now there was something, or should I say, 'someone' in it!  At least I think it was a 'someone'. He was absolutely tiny! - no wonder mum thought I'd grown! He was so very quiet and peaceful and upon giving him a good sniff, I realized why mum had smelt so different.

That night was a stressful and confusing one for me. This little human would cry out and it would hurt my ears. I was very concerned for him and tried to help the crying stop by licking his toes - which did work a few times. Every time he cries now I help mum soothe him by licking his toes - I think she appreciates this as she will ask me to come and lick his toes now, lol.

A week on and he's doing so well. He hardly cries compared to what he used to - mum and I have got this parenting stuff nailed ;) 

Welcome to the world little buddy!