Lets be real for second. When your in the hospital all you want to do is get home, and when your finally home all you want is to go back to the hospital :-)
None the less, we are back at home and everyone including the dogs are coming to terms that Deacon is here for good...and we are smitten over him....and a bit sleep deprived.
Deacon is the quietest baby we have had yet. He really doesn't cry but rather snorts or whimpers. Little Man is going to have to learn to speak up if he wants to get a word in between big brother and sister. But for now, I am completely content with his soft cries.
He is a champ at sleeping during the day.
whether in the rock n' play, swing, crib, or really...
but night time is an entirely different story. He wants to be held. And not just held, but sleeping on your chest would be first preference.
I can tell he is going to be a tummy sleeper because that is where he is most happy
EVERYONE loves to hold him, and he may or may not be the most popular person in the house
Deacors had his first bath.
And was clearly not a fan.
And He had his first field trip to meet his Great Aunt Agnes at Gammie and Papa Bears house.
I spy a little Joshua in this pic :)
Things I don't want to forget about this first week:
1. His first reaction to Daddy singing to him....
2. How darling my firstborn has been. She wants to help in every way and my heart might explode with pride for her. She sets the table, fetches burp cloths, asks "is there anything I can do?" all the time, and just genuinely cares for me.
And 3. This face. I know it will change in a matter of days. So I want to burn every inch of it into my heart.