It's hard to believe that Matthew is already a week old and has been home with us since last Friday.
Time with him flies past.
He hates having a bath and getting his diaper changed!
All I do is hold him and stare at his precious little face.
I'm way behind in posting any pictures, so this post will be a bit picture heavy. I apologize for the quality, some are from my iPhone and others from MaryBeth my camera.
Here he is, fresh out. Look how tiny he is next to Ian's hand! We have a picture like this of each of our children.
Sam meeting his brother for the first time.
Julie and Jordan meeting Matthew for the first time.
Going home day! Matthew is wearing a gown made by my Grandmother. She made three of these gowns for each of her grandchildren's children to wear. Sam, Julie and Jordan each wore theirs they came home from the hospital.
I had a few tears while I was dressing Matthew in his gown to come home. It was like my Nanny was with us for a few moments and I missed her so much.
I love cuddling with this little guy.
I think he must have been having a great dream!
And today, sleeping in my arms.
This week has been a huge adjustment for sure. The children have been wanting to hold Matthew constantly and I'm forever in a state of panic. "Watch his head!" "Hold his neck!" "Don't jostle him!" "Are you sure you washed your hands?" And so on, and so on....
We have been blessed with so many gestures of love this week! Flowers, meals, diapers, gifts, clothes... it's overwhelming!
That's all I have time for today!