1st Weekend

We brought Eliana home on Thursday afternoon after 24 hours in the hospital. The ride home was fun, as my car lead a family caravan from the hospital to the church. Becca's mom and and brother (with his wife and two kids in tow) joined us at the house for pizza, laughs and stories as we got Ellie used to her new digs. It was fun to have Chris and Marianne over as they were so kind and helpful to Becca and I. That night, we got our first taste of parenthood as we made shifts throughout the night to deal with the crying, diapers and whatnot. I must admit that I broke down at one point as she cried, looking at Becca with a face that said, 'I don't know what I'm doing'. Becca asked me point blankly to be strong for her and so I did by getting some rest and then taking over the morning duties.

The coolest thing ever was falling asleep on my couch at 6 AM till 7:30 AM with my daughter on my chest. She slept as I slept. It was a cool bonding experience. Throughout the day, I did whatever I could to help Becca as she got used to feeding every 3 hours, walking on swollen feet and other post-pregnancy stuff. So i was on cleaning/laundry/everything else duties. Becca's mom was with us too, so when we needed a nap to get ourselves all together figured out and rested, she stepped up for us!

My folks came up Friday night and cooked up a storm for us. It was cool to have two grandmothers (Nan and Gran) and one grandfather (affectionately known as Pop Pop) here to see their granddaughter, get to know her and to see us in action as parents. Even cooler was showing them we know what we're doing...sort of.

It's Sunday night, 11:33 PM and the house is empty besides the 3 of us. The ladies are sleeping while I'm waiting for the baby's clothes to be done in the dryer. The baby monitor is beside me in case I need to rush up to the rescue. But right now, the sounds of both of them sleeping is good enough for me.

Thanks God for another reason to know you're real, you love me and you love us.