We brought Jackson home from the hospital last nite!!!
We had brilliant plans of writing amusing and witty text to accompany the super cool logo my brother Jason made for Jackson in preparation for his birth, but then that was before we had to get up and feed a small person every 3 hours and back when we actually had witty and amusing thoughts. Or just thoughts. Now we’re just happy that we’re breathing, currently with the added bonus that we’re dressed and relatively clean.
In all fairness, our first nite went really well. Not to jinx it — knock on completely synthetic computer keyboard — but I feel like we really won the baby lottery. In that vein, you may find it of interest to note the eerie coincidence that he *was* born at 7:33 weighing 7 lbs 7 oz, on 8-28-08 and Mike did say something about lucky 7’s and if there are lucky 8’s, I’m taking them too… He never cried – not even because he was hungry so we actually had to wake him up to feed him. We think perhaps we didn’t get him up enough (we got him up every 4 hrs meaning he ate about every 3.25 hrs, since he eats for 45 min or so at a time,) because by this morning he seemed to not to want to stop eating. I guess we’ll get him up every 3 hrs tonite and see how that goes. A fine eater to be sure!
But seriously, a quiet baby and a cute one at that if I do say so myself as a completely biased person??? Not a bad gig at all. No guarantees this will last, but we at least enjoyed it the one nite we had it.
I’m now going to eat as I don’t know how long I will have full access to my own person to do such self indulgent things as eat, and I’m going to take advantage of this while I can.
Happy nourishment to all!
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