We drove home that Saturday afternoon, with him securely fastened in a properly installed car seat, ecstatic that we would be snowed in together as a family. Sure, that night was the beginning of many sleepless nights, but we wouldn't want it any other way. The fact that we only had to take a few steps from our bed to where he slept (or wept) was incredibly comforting.
Since he's been home, we've learned quickly that time has become infinitely more valuable. We're learning to adjust our schedules to coincide with his (roughly) three hour maintenance cycles. A full service includes 4oz of breast milk, a diaper change, and tummy time and takes anywhere from 30-60 minutes. Generally, he's pretty consistent, but moments of irregularity creep in occasionally. I'll admit that I'm looking forward to being able to interact with him more, instead of the one way conversations we have now. *amused*
I love being a dad. Even though he's only a little over two months old (3 weeks corrected age), he amuses me every day with his facial expressions, peculiar sound effects, and general demeanor. I can't imagine how much more entertaining he'll be when he learns how to speak! Don't get me wrong, it's not all sunshine and rainbows, especially in the middle of the night, but somehow, with the right partner, you make it work.
Go Team Sh'Armen!