One week!

It has been a week since Grant was born! Wow!

So far, Grant has been a great little newborn. He's a great nurser and sleeper, and despite his size he's actually kinda quiet. His full head of dark brown wavy hair is totally adorable, and after one or two days of slight orange-ness, his skin color went right back to a handsome pink-tan tone (like his dad- not ultra fair like mom!).

Cooper has been doing really well with all the weirdness and change in his life. He's showing some small signs of stress (possessiveness of strange things, being more picky than usual with food, some nap disruptions) but he's really sweet with Grant and generally seems on an even keel. Today, Cooper even "gave" Grant some toys to play with. The poor kid was buried in them- I had to just keep making sure Grant could breath under the avalanche of loving gifts. The funniest part was that Grant slept through the whole thing. Cooper was adamant that Grant needed a minimum of a stuffed owl, two books, six markers, a blanket, a dog, a horse, and some plastic spoons. To nap with. You know, in case he got bored.

Cooper also has petted Grant's head, and tickled his feet. We haven't tried to get Cooper to hold Grant on his lap yet, because that seems like a lot for our cautious kiddo. It'll come with time. Matt and I agree that proceeding really, really slowly with Cooper is proving to be the right decision.

My recovery was a little rough on the edges at first but is dramatically better by this one week mark. Unfortunately, I sustained quite a bit of damage from Grant's quick exit and have been pretty uncomfortable with sitting and other functions that involve my bottom end. As of Monday I was still really uncomfortable, but somehow yesterday was a big difference, and today I'm feeling really good. At this rate, by next week, I think I'll feel pretty much back to normal even if I need to be careful with lifting heavy objects, etc.

Nap time is just about over... gotta go!