The first week home.

We have been a family of 5 for 2 weeks now.  Home for a week.

Feels like a year not sure if that is a good or bad thing!

Woody is a very settled baby.  He does not flinch when the kids scream, when Peps tantrums or when Cooper squishes his head that little bit firmly.  He is feeding like a champion and is passed his birth weight now.  He changes every day and each morning he looks different and more grown up and I am trying to cherish every second, being my last baby. " This is your last baby" pretty much every doctor mentioned in the hospital!  and I totally agree.

Pepper has really settled after a week of being extremely attention seeking.  She had a very special day out with Andrew to the movies and bowling and is a fantastic helper with Woody.  She wants to hold and cuddle him often which is beautiful and she is so very caring.

Cooper is busy just doing 6 year old boy stuff and is busting to go back to school to see his friends and get learning again! He's also had some challenging behaviour but more to do with wanting to be busy which is the last thing on my list.

We have had many visitors and many meals and many gifts and I thank everyone for celebrating Woodys arrival with our family.

Thankyou to Nana Jill, Nanny Liz, Kristen and Ally for bringing us meals, food has been the best gift ever.

Today I am tired, I would say not as tired as those last few pregnancy weeks but just a little spaced out somewhat.

Woody fed last night at 10, 2, 4, 6, 8 and I hear him crying now for more milk! I feel so complete holding him and when I put him down I feel like a part of me is missing.  I guess that is what happens when you carry someone in your tummy for 9 months.

Woodys arrival still seems like a blur and part of me still is a little traumatised but the most of me is just so thankful he's safe and well and developing beautifully so I will put those memories in a little place as I don't feel it is part of who he is today.