Bliss.
Love.
Exhaustion.
Love.
Bliss.
Exhaustion.
Since we didn't get to bring you home until you were six days old, our lives started with you almost into your second week. I have never been so thankful to be home. (More to come on your homecoming, hospital stay and birth soon!)
We worked so hard to get our feet on the ground just like any Mama and Daddy would. You were a sweet baby and had lots of people coming and going visiting and seeing you. We celebrated Thanksgiving. And boy, were we thankful.
And we slept. We all did. Whenever we could.
What will I always remember most from those first weeks at home? Bliss, love and exhaustion.