Homecoming

We arrived home from the hospital on Sunday afternoon. It was great to see everyone, and great to be back home where I don't have to sleep on a vinyl couch and nurses don't poke and prod Ali.

And it was great to be back home with Jake. So far, he's been great with Sadie. As soon as we sat down with her he came right over to check her out. He likes pointing out to us where her nose is, and where her ears are, etc. Sometimes he gets a delirious giggle when he touches her fingers or toes. I have no idea what's going on in his little head. Maybe he thinks we shrunk a regular person down to doll size.

I think he's going to be a big helper. Or at least want to be a big helper. When he heard Sadie cry for the first time, he brought over his little train cars. "Choo choo? Choo choo?" And when we changed her outfit he took the old one and said "laundry?" and then marched off to drop it in the laundry basket. Maybe he just senses the competition and he's turning up the cuteness a notch or two. We'll see.

Sadie had a pretty good first night at home. She's still very sleepy and not much disturbs her except for some rumblings in her tummy. She opens her eyes a couple times a day to check out her new surroundings. She's taking things slowly. There's a lot to absorb.