| | Juliette, or a reasonable facsimile thereof, as first sighted |
| | Embryo, Nov 5 plus placenta and equipment, 1.13 cm crown-rump length |
| | Embryo, Dec 9 zoomed to head and torso? |
| | Embryo, Dec 9 wide screen |
 | Arrival, Monday 3:30pm |
 | Ready for things to proceed, reading the instructions |
 | After a not completely unpleasant 26 hours occupying various locations, here we are in-transit off to see the wizard (June 20) |
 | Yep, that did the trick (warning: a little gory, but quite impressive) |
 | A minute later, tucked up under Mum's chin (Susie's O2 mask lower left) |
 | Ten minutes later, Dad hangs out with baby in the nursery, and Juliette notices the world looks a bit different to how it did that morning |
 | And the score is..... 3.2kg |
 | Okay - who's lost a peg ? |
 | Ninety minutes after her (Juliette's) first breath, and news is travelling fast |
 | Sleeping the sleep of the innocent and the just (nice shot, if slightly biased opinion) |
 | Ah, this ain't so hard |
 | Proud mother, with a daughter who's doubled in age in the last 24 hours. This can't continue! |
 | Yeah, and Dad too |
 | Very first bath, a traumatic event, with possibly one or two to follow. (First nappy is left as an imagination exercise for the reader) |
 | Ah, that warn't so bad after all |
 | Day three, and Dad's maybe starting to get into this, just a little bit. |
 | A fabulous gift of flowers and bears from Juliette's northern grandparents (thanks Mum and Dad!) |
 | Juliette relaxing with her new friend, after a long day. |
 | With Auntie Sharon and Uncle Graeme. |
 | Meeting cousins Melissah and Kim. |
 | Awww Mum, why can't we ?! |
 | Group shot |
 | The diamond bracelet goes here, thanks |
 | Looking very chic in a squirrel suit from Grandma |
 | Another shot, straight down the barrel |
  | Northern Grandparents being quietly pleased |
  | Grandparents going "hands-on" |
  | More shots with cousins & uncles |
   | A day out, promenading at Balmoral |
  | Anyway, the best part of sailing is the hats you get to wear, now they've finally let me peek at what goes on up on deck |
   | Three months old |
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Four months, and hangin' with the fam' |
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Five months, the joy of cellophane, cruising with dad, and how I'd look with full hair |
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The big "point oh five", the Xmas season, and the joy of hats |
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Bathing, gardening, and jamming with Nannie Annie |