The Ostebos : Coming Home

Well, its official. I've turned into the parent that takes pictures of their child's every move and think it's the most adorable thing on this planet. And I don't care in the slightest. Because, really, everything this baby does IS adorable. Baby Owen has been the BEST baby since coming home. He got right into a great nursing routine, and he is quite the little champion eater. For the most part he sleeps pretty well at night. And his temperament is really easy going. We are already so in love with his little 'isms'....his cute yawns and stretches and pursed lips and smiles while he sleeps and furrowed brow and little squawks and grunts and coos and cries....shall I go on?! He's quite the focuser, his eyes will stare intensely into ours. And we'll be happy to stare into his all the live long day. Owen has brought us so much joy and happiness that we didn't even imagine.

My mom came to stay with us for two weeks and was a huge help cooking and cleaning while Owen and I were on the mend and Mark was at work. The four of us had quite the time together laughing and adoring Owen. The Sochi Olympics also hit at just the right time and provided ample entertainment during our hours upon hours of couch sitting.

I must say that having a baby in January is my favorite. I haven't experienced anything else, but I hope all my babies come in January. Pregnancy sickness came in the summer months, which is my slow time at work. And it was fun to nestle in for the winter as I felt my stomach getting bigger. My bump was the perfect insulation against the winter cold. And having Owen during winter months means I don't feel bad in the slightest about hibernating in our house with him. Springtime will come just in time for him to awake from his newborn slumber and our discoveries of the world will begin.

I love his high waisted old man pants. And oh that chub!

First car ride post hospital...Owen had an elevated bilirubin and needed a few extra blood draws after coming home. He handled it like a champ and didn't even cry. The nurses were gushing over his sweetness.