This afternoon, I took Norah to the park for an hour -- just us girls -- and as we were playing there, it struck me as funny that exactly a week ago, I was at the same park with her in the afternoon and I was still very much preggo with Caleb. Little did I know that before the day was over, he'd be born!
So, a week's time has passed since his birth, and on the whole, I think things are going pretty smoothly. Of course, it helps that Jerry is home until next week, so with the two of us, we can play a man-to-man defense, and it's much easier handling the demands of a toddler and a newborn when you can play D like this. Next week, when he returns to work, and I have to do zone coverage, I may be in deep doo-doo, but I'm sure we'll not set the house on fire.
Well, I'm like 90% sure we won't set the house on fire.
Anyway, as I said, it's going pretty smoothly. He eats about every 2 hours, so I don't get much continuous sleep at night, but that's to be expected. But, aside from the lack of sleep, I'm reminded of how easy a newborn is: He eats, he falls asleep, he wakes up, eats again, poops -- wash, rinse, repeat. It's Norah who's the bigger handful. But, I have to say, she's been pretty dang good with all the changes and adjustments. She's had her tantrum-y moments and metldowns, but as a big sister, she's really loving with him, and she's even been trying to be a little helper, so I think in a week or two, we'll start to really settle in to this new life.
Here are a few pics from Caleb's first week:
Getting his pic taken for his birth announcements.
He and his big sister Norah, again pics we took for his birth announcement. But, she really does give him lots of little hugs and kisses. She's also fascinated by pointing out his hands, feet, nose, etc, and that means she sometimes pokes him in the eye. He doesn't seem to have been blinded yet, though.
Snoozin' dudes: Jerry, Caleb, and Scooter