Consciousness of my first full morning on Earth began with my first ever sneeze before 5am, which served as an alarm call for us both and left me a little bemused. Just after this, as we were both trying to sleep again, another woman was brought in to replace the one who left yesterday afternoon. Result – no more sleep…

Met Mum’s friends Pippa and Wiebke for the first time. Pippa came first, around 9am, and brought Mum some fruit; Wiebke came later and took our first family photo, by which time Dad had arrived, looking a lot more human than the last time we’d seen him! Both said I was beautiful, but maybe they were just being polite. Mum said they wouldn’t have said it if they didn’t mean it: they could have just congratulated her instead. I also starred in my first video, which was filmed unannounced by Dad, and co-starred Mum and Wiebke talking about something or other, but I was the star of the show, so the topic of conversation was irrelevant.

Blessedly, I managed to get some sleep after Mum and Dad finally organised a better room about 3pm; this time we got a private room, so Dad was able to stay the night.

This afternoon I did my first poo, and I just happened to do it while I was lying in Dad’s arms as Mum had just gone into the bathroom, but never fear, he reacted very quickly… by calling for her to come out as he had never changed a nappy before!

It’s much easier to feed now, and I’m very good at sucking, although I must confess I did bite Mum’s breast more than once today, because…well actually I must admit I don’t really know why I did that. It’s certainly not that I don’t know how to suck, because I like to suck my fingers, and I sometimes even suck thin air to show I want feeding.

I also used the time to become a bit more aware of my surroundings, look around lots, and even practise my thinking pose. It’s important to get this right, as I plan to do a lot of thinking in future.

The whole weekend I’ve had to have tests. The latest of these was a hearing test, which Dad pre-empted a tad by scraping a chair across the floor just before the nurse started it: the way I turned my head immediately to the noise rendered the following process somewhat redundant.

While Mum and I were sleeping Dad also took the chance to shoot another video of us, or at least he says he did. That makes me wonder: how do you really know what happens when you’re asleep? I suppose you just have to take people’s word for it, but in this case I can always watch the video.

The rest of the day was a mixture of feeding and sleeping. Mum and I dropped off around midnight. I wonder what tomorrow will bring?