We got home yesterday around 11:30... would have been earlier, but the hospital is PAINFULLY slow with their discharge procedures. We waited 45 minutes just for wheelchair to take me to the car. I kept telling them I'd just walk down but blah blah blah procedure... blah blah.

I honestly do not know if it's Simon's personality or that I have a three-year-old and thus, some perspective on what "challenging" is, but MAN this newborn thing seems easy. He pretty much only cries (so far) when he wants to be fed... we feed him, he goes back to sleep. We put him down. He stays where we put him. I chase Ben. Sometimes we change a diaper or two.

And the part everyone is waiting to hear about... the first NIGHT. Umm... pretty much painless. We fed him at 10:00. He slept until 1:30. I got up and fed him and he was up and alert for a little while, so I checked my email and played on the computer for awhile. He went back to sleep until 5. Tom fed him. He went back to sleep in 15 minutes and we all slept until 8. I got more sleep last night than I got the whole last week I was pregnant. He DID spend a lot of the night sleeping next to me, which makes SUCH a huge difference. He sleeps so soundly and goes to sleep so quickly like that. Realllllly wish I'd known I could do that with Ben. I'm going out today to find something a cosleeper thing I know I've seen to put in the bed to keep him separated from the pillows and blankets and keep him safe from us rolling over on him. As his brother before him, he does NOT sleep well in the pack and play.

So, so far, so good! Tom left for a little while this morning and I had a trial run with the two boys all alone. It did take me five false starts to finally get the bed made, and the downstairs is trashed... but everyone is alive, fed and clothed and that's what matters, right?

I finally got around to uploading the few pictures I took with MY camera in the hospital. (the rest my mom took) Here's my favorite... Benjamin wanted to hold Simon's hand. :)