Her first week

So we all survived. One week of changing, feeding, burping, napping, rinse repeat. We've seen the pediatrician, changed about 100 diapers, and slept in 2 hour increments when we're lucky, but somehow we've still remembered to feed George and let him out on occasion. Ella was even so lucky as to get out on a walk Saturday. Unfortunately the snow and single digit temperatures made outside adventures a little less than fun. Jen's parents have been here since 5hours after the birth, and we owe them. I didn't realize how much that extra person (Jen's dad left on Thursday) can make a difference when mom and dad are wiped out from sleep deprivation. To have someone on call that can actually get a full night of sleep makes any daytime naps worthwhile. Anyway, enough about the pain.

Ella bean is by far the cutest baby I have ever seen. She makes these little faces when she sleeps that make you wonder what her 7 days of life and 9 months of incubation could possibly offer her to dream about. She is so soft and fragile, and for the time being, her dirty diapers don't smell all that bad. It's hard to tell if she will be a daddy's girl or a mommy's girl at this point, although I have been campaigning pretty hard these past few days...however I think Mommy has the leading edge right now!

And last but not least - George. He is not too happy with us right now. With the bad weather and lack of energy, he has been on very few walks this past week. He is not offering Ella much recognition at this point, but he does have his moments as protective big brother. We keep telling him that in another year this little crying bundle will be his best friend - if he can only be patient.

Baby daddy.