I think there's a rule that all passport photographs are deeply unflattering.

This one was taken at Snappy Snaps just outside Lion Yard. They put a sheet down on the floor, we laid baby on it, and they patiently took digital photographs until they got one that had a chance of meeting the requirements (it took both of us - me holding his arms by his side and Tony patiently turning his head back upwards). From there it took about 10 minutes of them messing about with cropping the photograph and printing us four copies in approved passport size. Not bad for six pounds. While we were waiting Tony got the form from the post office, so all I need to do now is to find a respectable member of the community (hi
emperor!) to sign the back of a photo and we have acheived passport application.
This was after we'd successfully made it to lunch with Tony's colleagues, during which Charles needed both a feed and a nappy change, and before we went to the library. We were all a bit tired and frazzled when we got back home. I've started leaking milk everywhere, which is a bit tiresome, but I think better than not having enough for Charles. I should probably talk to someone about donating to the milk bank at the Rosie.
Today is Tony's first day back at work, so I did all the getting up in the night last night. Bit tired this morning and need to change the bedsheets following a stealth wee incident during his last nappy change.
My weight is still falling fairly rapidly, I think still mostly fluid retention. My feet and toes are almost back to a sensible shape, though my ankles are still fairly swollen. I was around 89kg when I got pregnant and around 109kg at the end. Today I'm just under 96kg, so I've lost about 2/3 of the pregnancy weight already. I've plenty of room for reduction, given that my preferred weight is something around 70-75kg, but I've no intention of worrying about my weight (as opposed to my general fitness level and nutrition intake) as long as Charles is breastfeeding. Interesting to observe the changes though.