One week old

Sam is one week old today!

He’s a good eater.  His cheeks and feet are starting to chub out a little.  I’m not nearly as worried about ounces consumed and latch technique as I was the first time around.

He has sleepy smiles and gassy smiles that I love.

He spends a few times a day being quietly alert, just looking around at the lights and sounds.

He hates diaper changes with a fiery passion.   We’ve been fighting a diaper rash since his first day home and are just now starting to see some healing.  He also had some burns from the numbing cream used in circumcision, and of course the loveliness of circumcision and drying umbilical cord, all make for an ugly picture in the diaper area.  Can’t say I blame him for donkey braying every time we change him. 

He sleeps easily, for 1.5 to 2.5 hour stretches.  At night he easily wakes to eat, then swaddles back to sleep rather quickly.  I can’t remember if Jack slept this well right from the start.  Maybe the struggle will come later.  So I’m trying to enjoy the relative ease of the nightly feedings at this point. 

I can’t get enough of that warm, fuzzy head under my nose and cheek.

Every morning Jack jumps into bed with us and we lazily snooze a little extra before starting the day. 

Jack loves his brother, although he wishes Sam would interact a little more.  In a few months they will start really having fun. 

This morning Ben invited Jack to the zoo.  I was going to stay home for some rest and quiet, but Jack easily swayed me to join them.  Obviously we split into two groups, but I think Jack was excited that the whole family went out together. 

Sam was not impressed with the animals.  We walked around a little, then settled on the grass near the mountain rams. 

If you want to see more photos, just click on my flickr link on the right side of my blog.  I put a lot of pictures there that I don’t write about here.