One Week

It is so hard to believe that it was a week ago Logan was born. As I look at the time as I write this, I was prepped and waiting in L&D to be wheeled into the OR. Now, I look down and Logan is laying across my lap, snoring away. We have adjusted well to being home, thanks of course to Joe, who has been my arms and legs while I am on weight and driving restrictions. Emmi has taken to Logan too... offering him his blanket or putting his rattle in his lap. She is a smart girl. Things in a lot of ways are easier this time around, even with 2. Logan is a good eater and therefore a good sleeper. His cries and needs seem to be so much easier to meet than Emmi's. I don't know if I can attribute that to experience or the fact he was "on time" development-wise as compared to Emmi. Either way, it has been nice.

Chilling post-sponge bath in my swing!