It's morning...that means we made it through the first night!
Dennis and I ended up getting what sleep we got while arranged toe-to-toe on our L-shaped sofa. The Almighty Swing is in the living room, and that's where Isaac wanted to sleep. He was not. interested. in my big non-tupperware bassinet, so much less cool than his snug plastic bassinet in the NICU. There was much complaining when I put him in it.
Considering the apartment-dwellers creed of Do Not Do (avoidable) Things That Will Make Your Baby Scream in the Middle of the Night, I decided that getting him to sleep in the bassinet could wait. So I put him in the swing, with its sweet sweet white noise and little fishies. By the end of the night I wasn't even turning the swing on, just putting him in it and he'd go right out. So, if sleeping in the swing is going to turn him into a werewolf, don't tell me just yet, ok?
He ate well all night, and let us know that diaper changes are no more fun here than they were in the hospital, and slept for a couple of good stretches. I have now given several doses of meds without incident.
Gracie is more interested in him, and seems like she's into peaceful co-existance. There was one point early this morning where I had a grousing Isaac in my arms, and Dennis was next to me with Gracie on his lap, so they were about a foot and a half apart and she just fell asleep there and purred. So no hostility.
Possible highlights of today include a walk outside and a bath. And maybe a nap for mama.
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