Bringing home baby

Phew. It's been quite a week. Honestly, there are few things more exhilarating and exhausting than brining home a new addition to the family. But we're definitely making it. E and I are quickly becoming baby-care geniuses. Okay, not geniuses. But at least not idiots. We're all getting there.

Below is a picture of N as I prepped him to leave the hospital. We got him a cute outfit with overalls and everything, but even at his whopping 7 lbs, 15 oz, he was swimming in it. At least we'll get to use it for a while longer. I'll say this though, for day-to-day wear, I'm finding onesies much easier to deal with.
After we made it home and got a bit more settled, we decided that everyone needed some fresh air. That, and our little man has a little bit of jaundice, so some sun would do him good. As a change of pace, E suited up and carried N in the Baby Bjorn. They both really liked it. Plus, it gives you two free hands for other things - like holding on to Zoee. Zoee is interested in N, but so far has kept a respectable distance. I think it's only a matter of time before they're romping in the yard together.

Even though we tried to get N as much sun as possible, his jaundice is bad enough to require him to sleep on a Bili-Bed. This bed, which looks a lot like a baby tanning bed, basically shines light to help break down the bilirubin in his blood. He really REALLY hates it. We quickly discovered that N's favorite way to sleep is tightly swaddled in a blanket, fully clothed. The Bili-Bed requires him to be unswaddled and naked down to the diaper, so he's not particularly pleased with the whole thing. That and it makes him look a little like he's trying to go into outer space. Fortunately we've got a visit to the doctor in store for us tomorrow, and hopefully his bilirubin levels have gone down enough to eliminate the bed from our lives. Keep your fingers crossed.

Interesting baby things we've learned so far... Babies like N scrunch up their faces dramatically and let loose the most amazing farts that would put any old man to shame. Also, apparently everyone was serious about that "point his thing down in the diaper" thing. I have been peed on out of the diaper and through the clothes to emphasize this point. Turns out when you're sleep deprived these things are funnier than you might think.