Home at last!

As of today, December 20, 2009, Jennifer, Dalton and I have been home for 14 days. 2 weeks of adjusting and joy. I'm hard-pressed to point to a single aspect which has remained untouched by the presents of our new son. Our routines have had a serious face-lift and the time to begin our new lives and our new family had, after 41 weeks had arrived the instant Dalton came out of the womb and into the world. Dalton is now the center of our universes and what a feeling it is!

Only 2 weeks have past and already Jenn and I find ourselves asking, "remember when...?" Remember when the heavy accented nurse (in a kind way) chastised Daddy about his diapering skills the 2nd day we were in the hospital? I guess the poo poo ISN'T supposed to leak out! Heck, I knew that... just hadn't had much experience yet.

Remember when Daddy cut Dalton's finger nails for the first time? Remember how scary that was for Daddy? Those perfect little fingers that wouldn't stop moving...






Remember the first book Jenn and I read to Dalton? The Very Hungry Caterpillar...



Remember our first doctor's visit? When Dalton was born he weighed 8lb, 5oz. His first Dr visit was on December 8, 2009. He had lost 4oz, which is common. The doctors like to see them back to their birth weight by the next appointment (7 days away).










By the next doctor's appointment (December 14) our little Dalton had grown a full inch and now weighed 8lbs, 10oz! He was back to his birth weight and then some!! Where does he put it?








This is where he puts it... His cheeks! He's part chipmunk!











Remember our first night at home with our little booger? I know Jenn and I will not soon for get that! Neither of us got more than an hour or 2 of sleep. Partly from a fussy baby; partly from not wanting to close our eyes. Honestly, how could I stop looking at this beauty?








Remember when we were changing Dalton and he would NOT stop farting? I wish I could have had that on camera! Jenn and I were practically reduced to tears from the intense laughter. We still laugh at those memories and are certain to for the rest of our days. This is what Jenn and I have to look forward to every couple of hours! Like Sarah said, all liquid diet and very short intestines!


With a small pang at our heartstrings we have accepted that time will not stand still. Experiences will be had; "firsts" will come and go. As new parents, and ones who don't want to miss a single moment, this acceptance has been a little scary. But accept it we have done and honestly, I believe we are beginning to welcome it. Sure, those precious moments have past and they can not be replaced. Jenn and I will not forget them either. Just so they remain "remember whens" we're ok. It's if they become "I can't remember whens" that it will be sad. Everyday is new for all three of us and there are always new first to be had.

Soon it will be... "Remember his first step... His first fall... His first boo-boo... His first word..." Looking forward to the next new memory fills me with joy and anticipation.






Remember his first smile?