Snug As a Bug In a Rug

We're home!

It feels oh so good.  The staff at El Camino was über professional and I received a fantastic care - I particularly appreciated the midnight strawberry jello and the 2 am nursery services - but there's no place like home.  We're already settling into an easier schedule and Johnny is enjoying the many baby facilities we worked so hard to prepare in the past few months.  He looks awfully cute in his ducky outfits, wrapped in his elephant blankies, lying in his birdie swing, just as snug as a bug in a rug.

I will disappear for awhile in the Kingdom of Breastmilk (situated in the Land of the Diapers) on a quest for Making Baby Happy while bravely fighting the Hormonal Wars and the Sleep Deprivation Monster.  Wish me luck.  My new motto is "Pull it together and hang in there".  Having a baby so far is a much wilder roller-coaster than I imagined, but also better than anything I anticipated.  Needless to say, I am head over heels with Johnny and he makes everything easy and nice.

He met with Shelby and the results are not impressive: they didn't become instant bff's but we're working on it.

Okay, back to cuddling in the small hours.