One Week On

A whole week has past since our Quinn has joined us. Our transitions have been... many. :) ...and smooth, for the most part.

We still have yet to meet with the specialist for his cleft palate, but we did get news that he will need surgery eventually. We are so glad to trust a God who is always ultimately good. We know He's not made a mistake, and that He'll walk us through this just as He's walked us through every other thing.

We are so thankful for our healthy, beautiful little boy, and have enjoyed getting to know him at home this week.

Last week still in the hospital visiting with Memere and Memere Cece (my memere).

"Can I, can i, can i, can i, can i hold him please?"

"Hey mom, look. He close his eyes like this. Why he DO that?"

I don't know, my darling, but i'm sure glad he does. :) At home cuddled up in the sunshine of an open window.

Stationed in the early evening sunshine, attempting to rid his little body of his excess levels of bilirubin. He was a little bit jaundiced, but thankfully, we were able to come home - and that it has cleared up. He's a much nicer shade of pink now. And his shiners (he came out with two black eyes... apparently a fast delivery is not so much fun for a newborn as it might be for a mommy) are clearing up and he's looking more and more like a "real boy" every day. :0)

Quinn, or "Bitty Boy" as Nadia has begun calling him, is such a sweet little baby. He's a walk in the park compared to our last newborn (Sorry, T2YO - you are so much more fun now as a big girl).

In related news, the rest of the family has been working hard to carry on with life as usual. Nadia is using her new found skill of hose wielding to "play" with daddy. Or, as she claims, "He was on fire! I had to spray him!"

I couldn't help myself. I had to post this photo of Papa all dressed up (for Nadia's sake? :0) and ready to soak his feet in the blow up pool (which, incidentally, is the best $8 Memere has ever spent).