Rub-a-Dub-Dub, Jack's in a tub.
Sad prison baby Jack. David making him happy with a puppet.
My two babies, holding hands and sharing the much loved "silky".
I love this picture!
Jack's such a great baby. He doesn't cry (so far!) unless he's hungry or getting his diaper changed. He had his first sponge bath last night, and he hated that. He definitely doesn't like to be cold! He's waking every 3 hours to eat, which is a schedule I can totally live with. I've never slept as soundly as I do during those three hours of rest! He has his first pediatrician's appointment tomorrow to check his jaundice, weight, and circumcision. I expect everything will be fine. I told Chris this morning that with David I was nervous about things because he was the first baby. With Henry I was stressed and overwhelmed because I had a newborn and another baby. With Jack, the things that would have overwhelmed me before aren't overwhelming, and I'm not nervous about the things I was nervous about with David and Henry. I think I'll enjoy Jack's being a baby much more than I allowed myself to enjoy the other two. He's so sweet and cuddly and smells so good. I wish I could somehow bottle that newborn baby smell. Then when he's 3 and acting wicked I could take the bottle out and have a smell to remind me of what a sweet boy he is!