Day One was both a challenge and a relief. After our 2.5 day hospital stay, sleep has become an invaluable commodity. We each got about 6 hours over a 72 hour period in the hospital, so we were ready to catch some winks with our first night at home. I was able to get at least ten hours (with a couple of interruptions) but Shelby could only piece together 5 or 6 hours.
Breastfeeding has presented a significant challenge, but we're all learning here. We'll postpone more discussion of that topic until we can get some practice. Mackenzie has adjusted to her surroundings quite nicely, which is very easy to do when you're totally oblivious to your surroundings in the first place. She lives in a land of sleep and baby formula. The only environmental factor affecting her mood is the cold air from a diaper change.
The vocal chords she displayed in the first minute of her life are still there, and she's more than happy to show those pipes any time things don't go her way. A couple of pictures from the first day at home follow. I'm not strangling her in the first picture - that's her favorite way to be burped. Also, in case you're wondering, that's her crib she's sleeping in and it's a normal size crib. It looks like she's sleeping in polka-dot hell, but it's just a crib mattress.
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