A bunch of firsts

Evan's first weekend home was a bunch of firsts all around. First, my milk finally came in, so Evan got his first go at really breastfeeding (which he liked much better than just the colostrum - he's a hungry hungry boy). And, with my mom's help, we gave Evan his first bath at home. We layed him on a sponge in the sink, and he wailed the whole time! He really didn't have much fun, which I'm sure wasn't helped by three bumbling adults trying to maneuver a tiny baby, wash him, and take videos and pictures at the same time. I had my first outing without Evan, as my mom and I went shopping for little boy outfits for a couple of hours. Evan had his first real poopy diaper (sidenote: I never realized how incredibly proud of or fascinated I would be with my child's BMs, but such is the case...) instead of the lovely tarry meconium. Evan also slept in his crib for the first time. It only lasted about a half an hour, but it was a big accomplishment nevertheless! I also sent around the first installment of Evan pictures for our family and friends to see. He is definitely on track to becoming the most photographed baby ever! We can't stop snapping pictures.


On Sunday, Dave had his first Father's Day. He was so excited (in his own low-key Dave way) to actually be a Daddy on Father's Day this year. Evan and I got him a Daddy diaperbag (essentially a man-bag, but for burp cloths and diapers), a watch, and a onesie that says "The Apple of Daddy's Eye". It's so cute, though super large, so the pictures we took of him in it sort of make him look like a baby linebacker.

My mom also stayed until Sunday afternoon, but then headed to California to see my brother and family, so we were on our own again until the end of the week. We sort of settled into a very loose routine, with not much time for resting up, and started experiencing our first taste of true sleep deprivation!