Erik, day 2

Ellie, at least so far, seems to be nothing short of enamored with her baby brother. We don't think she's realized that her reign as only-child is over forever. At any rate, she loves his sweet little babyness just as we suspected she would. She wants to hold, hug, kiss, and coo at him (mostly exclaiming "whoa! whoa! whoa baby!") at all times. Even when we left Erik at the nursery to eat at the cafeteria for half an hour, she spent much of the time pointing back in the direction we came asking "baby?" and making worried faces. We hope and expect that she will be a nurturing sister and, most importantly, a big help to Mom. =)

As for the little babe himself, we couldn't be happier with him. He is just perfect--never crying, eats and sleeps wonderfully, makes those cute little puffs and wheezes, and reminds us of the happiest and most important mission in our lives. Kyle and I are overwhelmed with gratitude and love. I am already beginning to forget what the labor and delivery felt like! Despite having several of my requests (typed and handed to the doctor as a birth plan) completely disregarded by my doctor (next time, midwife!), the whole process went so smoothly (I definitely do recommend hypnobirthing to any moms out there. No, it could not eliminate the sensation of pain near the end, but it undoubtedly made the the majority of the labor much more comfortable, enjoyable, and meaningful) that I really cannot complain. Kyle's mom has mentioned to me several times over the years how every baby's birth is just a miracle. I have to agree. There's just nothing else that could compare to the experience of peacefully bringing a baby into the world. I am truly blessed to be a mom to such beautiful little angels.