Overflowing

I will now provide a haphazard update and gratuitous baby photos, in no particular order. Brace yourselves for the Cute.

After NICU experiences with the twins and Adam, it never fails to take our breath away when the hospital sends us home with our baby in tow. Healthy, full-sized babies are something to celebrate. So is being greeted at the door by the rest of our healthy crew.

Once we settled in, I took Finn to my room and settled in. It wasn’t a conscious decision at first, but I basically took the whole week to do very little but feed my baby and sleep. I’ve never been able to do that before and I know it’s not a luxury everyone can have. But if you’ve got your Village behind you, I totally recommend it.

Y’all, I MADE MILK. Keeping things low stress and just spending this first week with Finn means I’ve got enough milk!! While I’ve nursed all my babies at least some, I have fought for every little drop of liquid gold. Until this time. Yay!

The one outing I did take was to the pediatrician’s office. Gran drove Finn and me for his check-up. She kept saying the brakes were acting funny, but it wasn’t until she pulled into a handicapped parking space at the doctor’s office and then couldn’t stop that I understood. We bumped over the cement curb and up onto the sidewalk. And we stopped right before we entered the waiting room through the wall.

Obviously, it shook us up a bit. But because Gran and I have had our share of adventures, we were eventually able to just be grateful for our safety and then get a good laugh at the fact that anyone lets us out alone any more. Andrew wasn’t laughing quite so much. Fortunately, once we had the car towed and looked at, the problem was easy to fix and won’t happen again.

Ellen, however, laughed all the way to Chuck E Cheese. Somehow, because our van wouldn’t hold all the people Andrew needed to haul home from the doctor’s office, Ellen got to go stay with the neighbors and scored herself a trip to the land of Video Games and Germs.

I’m so glad somebody enjoys living in our Vortex of Adventure.

After that, I spent the rest of the week in bed cuddling my baby. We emerged only for sustenance and to greet the myriad of faces and loved ones that stopped by to greet Finn.

Tomorrow, Finn will be a week old.

I probably still won’t get dressed.

But I’m feeling the “first week fog” lift.

Thank you all for your sweet comments and congratulations. Your little internet eyeballs are part of Finn’s extended family and we’re grateful for you.

We’re pretty much just overflowing with gratefulness today.