adjusting

Thanks to a lot of love and attention from Paul, or Super Dad as I think of him, we are adjusting to being a family of four. Tim was very angry with me for a whole day last week. It got so bad that it made me cry. I just kept thinking that he was hurting because he felt that I had rejected him so he was rejecting me in return. I hope that he is over that hurt. I am, but I understand things that he cannot as yet. My biggest concern throughout the pregnancy was that I would gain Luke but lose Timothy. I'm sure that some of you with children close in age know what I mean, and I don't need any reassuring comments. It's best for Tim that I not be his entire world and that he not be mine. It was a special time, and I cherish it. In regards to Luke, Timothy seemed a little afraid of him at first but has overcome that. He know hugs and kissed Luke, says his name 'Ook', and touches his head softly. He likes to point out Luke's nose, eyes, mouth, head and hair and lets us know whenever Luke cries. Timothy still doesn't sleep through the night, something that Super Dad is dealing with exclusively now, but Luke's crying doesn't seem to wake Tim.

my boys

super dad

luke douglas

I'm enjoying a little quiet time in my hospital room while Luke sleeps. I've created a blog for him that you can access through a link at the top named 'luke douglas' just like the one for his brother.

the delivery room

mom and luke


dad and luke

tim and luke

I've had a good stay at the hospital, but I'm ready to go home. I have to wait until tomorrow morning because they do a battery of tests for rare diseases when Luke is thirty hours old and that will be around 03:00 in the morning. Hopefully, we'll be home by mid-morning.

steak and lobster for both paul and me for lunch on tuesday

gee gee and gramps

gramps and gee gee