It's funny but I'm a little nostalgic already ... at a week. Of course everything is still so brand new, exciting, and awkward. But in someways it is like he has been with us forever and that first night, when they put him to my chest, seems like decades ago.
Since then, we have learned how to feed him, change and clean him—basically handle him in general (which may sound stupid but at first I was afraid I would break him). We've taken him out in his car seat for doctors appointments. Ollie has also become more alert and we even played with him today on his tummy and in his swing.
A week ago these things were so beyond me, and it makes me teary.
In a good way.
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