Flying Solo

I am grateful to report that my first few days alone with both boys have been good (though I may or may not have still been in my pajamas when Jason got home tonight — don't judge). I am learning to just take a deep breath during those inevitable moments when Nathan needs me while I am feeding Luke and the phone is ringing in the background. Sometimes chaos cannot be avoided, but those moments pass. We are making strides in the three-year-old department, which is a great relief. Having several simple activities ready for Nathan seems to help the day go more smoothly. He had a great time playing with a bowl of flour and sprinkles this morning, and any mess that was made was more than worth it...


Sweet Luke has been really wakeful (up for more than three straight hours this morning at just three weeks old). He is such a relaxed, precious little guy...


Nathan is constantly wanting to give his brother hugs and kisses. He tells Luke, "You are just the cutest baby I have ever seen!"

Don't ask...