Hospital and Home

It is so wonderful to be home. I think I would have gone crazy if I had to sit or sleep in that hospital bed a second longer. This recovery (once my legs finally regained feeling 7 or 8 hours after delivery) has been quicker than with Nolan and I've been feeling good. Nursing is going better this time too, except that Ezra rarely opens his mouth bigger than a baby bird. Sometimes it's hard to get started. He's just been the sweetest baby. He dozes off without a fuss and we've hardly heard him cry since the delivery. He seems so tiny compared to Nolan. I'm afraid I'll blink and he'll be big. I know it's all going to go so fast. His bilirubin tests (we've had 3 now) keep coming back too high. Unfortunately, it's been pretty cloudy still so we haven't been able to put him in the sun much to make the jaundice get better. We have to go in for a 4th heel prick on Tuesday.
Here are some of the last photos from the hospital and several that we've taken since being home. Nolan doesn't seem too concerned with having Ezra around... just mildly interested. I'm so glad. I think he's getting plenty of attention but he started throwing fits and screaming more this past week. Good timing for a new, obnoxious phase, I know. Overall he's adjusting well though. I think he'll be a good brother. I'm just pleased that for all the times he would say, "Hit baby brother!" we haven't had one incident.
Thanks, everyone, for all your congratulatory comments. We feel your love and support.