John Is 8 Days Old

and I'm settling in for the daily routine of new baby at home.

We had a second good night.  At least I did and it sounded like Laura Beth did.

I keep my door open so I can hear any baby cries or walking about -

John is sleeping in a crib next to Laura Beth's bed.

I am sleeping on an air mattress in John's room, close to Ada's room.

I brought my electric blanket so I am toasty warm each night.

Otherwise I'd be freezing.  It doesn't take much for me to be cold.

So, that's it.

These mornings I hear Ada, and she is willing for me to get her up instead of Mommy.  Which would be normal on a regular visit, apart from new baby.  She's a pinch off her game in that dept.  She is establishing that Laura Beth is everybit her Mommy, just as she used to be - before John.  No obvious jealousies, but she doesn't want me doing the things her Mommy normally does, like baths, and naps, etc.  I guess she wants to make sure she hasn't been bumped to "Near" and John is now in the number one "Mommy Seat".

So Ada and I get up, do the usual, brush teeth, etc. comb hair, etc.
mixed in with lots and lots of hugs.  She's so very huggable in the morning, well, always.
We do a lot of hugging and back rubbing as we make our way downstairs.

Then we make coffee and she says, "I want to sit down", which means she wants to sit on the counter and watch.  We do that.  She loves the part where I count the spoons.  I count by 4.  I say, "4, 8, 12, 4, 8, 12, 1".  she loves that part, because she loves counting, and that's a different kind of counting.  It's how I measure my coffee.  We all have our own system, don't we?

While the coffee makes, I unload the dishwasher for the day.  You know I'm in service mode for the new grandbaby situation if I'm unloading the dishwasher.  because - at home - I'll avoid forever the unloading of the dishwasher.  Charlie usually does that one.  I can wash dishes all day by hand - but the unloading of a dishwasher - don't ask me why - I don't know.

By then, the coffee is ready - so first I get hers ready.  In the sippy cup, a spoon of sugar, a spoon of coffeemate, a little dab of coffee, and lots of milk.  She loves it. 

My coffee?  Black all the way....and strong....but not bitter strong.....but certainly not weak.   Just right.

I love that first cup - and I borrow Sarah's laptop - we turn on PBS Kids and here we go.

Today Sarah is going back to Scottsboro - and she'll take her laptop - but we'll have LB's desktop - allbeit a very slow one.

I am not sure how long I'll be here in McDonough and it's going to be hard posting about anything other than new baby - I can't seem to think outside that realm at this point.  We're in this world of new baby, older sibling, milk, milk, milk, lots of dirty diapers for new baby, not enough dirty diapers for older sibling, cartoons on TV, holding John who is like a little bird rooting and arching his back and drawing up those legs which have been in the fetal position for 9 months. 

I'll get some pictures today.  We were finding our way through the day, yesterday, not really knowing what a day with John at home would look like - and washing clothes and folding, and unpacking Laura Beth's hospital stuff.  All of that - absorbing new baby John into the household of the Moores - and all the while Ada still wanting to play, play, play.

First at home bath today.  It was going to be yesterday, but we didn't get around to it. 

Is everyone watching the Olympics?