We arrived home from the hospital on Wednesday in time for lunch. It was good to be back in our own space with the whole family together again. Mary did great with Grandma and Grandpa, but had a hard time without us. She was concerned we were going to leave her again, so we've been trying to give her plenty of reassurance since returning home.
The house is a bit crowded with six people, but it's hugely helpful to have Dave and Gayle here while I begin to recover and we adjust to life with a new baby.
Grandma gave Mary her first set of markers and a white board, and she has been enjoying those quite a bit.
She also likes her little brother and quickly learned a new word "bubba." I'm not sure if she's saying "baby" or "brother," but I think it's "brother." She likes to check on him, help burp him, and touch him.
David is doing great. He started gaining weight again and mostly sleeps at night when he's not eating. It's been fun to remember all the little things about newborns and how tiny they are. He is a happy baby who is generally content and loves to be held. The two things that really seem to bother him are waiting to eat and getting his diaper changed. We are delighted to have him in our family.





































