The unusual April weather has reminded me of something I never mentioned before.
I can’t quite remember what the weather was like in February (my memory is like Swiss cheese!), but don’t remember it being incredibly cold. However, when we first returned from the hospital, we knew very little about how to take care of him.
Not surprisingly, we looked to the hospital for advice, and noticed that the temperature in the ward was probably more suitable for a furnace. Obviously this meant we had to keep Baby A warm at all times. As in, really warm.
So, in the first couple of weeks we made sure he was well insulated with his vest, sleepsuit, mittens, hat, two blankets and a duvet. And we turned up the thermostat to 24 degrees, to make sure he was nice and toasty….if you like your toast slightly burnt that is.
Then we were surprised when he kept turning as bright as tomato. He probably would have been cooler inside the microwave.
It took us a week or so to realise we were probably roasting him alive, but if there was one thing I would complain about hospitals, it’s the lack of initial advice they give you.
After all, this is my first baby. Help!
