The first few days home

*written earlier in the week, only posted now.

We’ve been home fourish days. Its difficult to believe its already Friday and Josh’s leave from work is drawing to a close. Kieran still seems to be a pretty laid back baby but I’m not holding my breath. I still think its too soon to tell. The truth? I’m afraid to declare he is a more laid back kiddo only discover that is not so and get to grapple with what three busy kids would mean (though I would still be infinitely grateful).

My observations of him thus far are in comparison to his siblings. In the hospital with Claire the nurses and lactation staff were adamant that I feed her every two hours and came to check and make sure I did. She would scream at the two hour mark if we tried to ‘make’ her eat and settle down in an hour or two and eat. I learned she would eat when she wanted to and that was that. Kieran is more like, meh…sure feed me now, feed me later, just feed me and if you want, I’ll just eat all the time. Conor was a wiggle worm from the first flutter I felt. Even when eating he would rarely sit still and just eat, Kieran would lay there all day long and just chill. He continues the family tradition of blowing out diapers even at this tender age and has infinite patience with his siblings who are interested in his every squeak, cry and movement.

Claire and Conor thus far have totally surprised me. For the past few days they have been diggin’ their brother. (I am thankful for this but will take each day as it comes). Kieran has already accumulated around 100 kisses from Conor. Conor is also getting a little more bold and wants to pick him up, hug him and stick a pacifier in his mouth. Going to have to keep my eye on that kiddo. Claire, Miss not into dolls what so ever, is little mother to him. “Can I hold him? He needs to be held, I think he’s hungry, does he need his diaper changed? Let me help you put him in the carseat, oh look that’s a big yawn.”

While feeding Kieran in the middle of the night my thoughts have strayed to the scenarios I will encounter in the days ahead. Its a good thing I’m sleep deprived because otherwise I would lay awake in a panic with my hair standing on end. The days to come especially when Josh is back at work and my help leaves, will be very interesting. I’m sure there will be many stories to share in the days to come.