Ian got up to change Kellen at about 5:30 this morning after I had fed him. I told him to throw the washcloth on the table over him when he took off his diaper or Kellen would get him! Maybe he was too tired and didn't hear me. I had to get up and take a picture when I heard Ian yell.
We had a good night again. After the early morning feed we all got to sleep in. Mom and I gave him a bath about 9 last night, which made him really mad. I think all the crying helped him to sleep well. I'm slowly getting used to his cry, but at first it would make me cry. He's so little and it breaks my heart to see him cry. It was good for me to find this little reading...
With our first child, that first night home from the hospital was a living nightmare for me. If she snuffled, I flew to her side, certain that I had somehow smoothered her. Oh, that I had listened to a loving husband's advice and remembered that we had done our best, I needed to sleep, and God was awake, watching over us all!...And He never goes to sleep. When you are bending over this soft little bundle in the night to lift her, comfort her, diaper her, or feed her, remember that your heavenly Father is bending over you.
For all the things I can't control, I have to remember that God is taking care of us all or I couldn't handle the worries. The first night it was hard to sleep and I would keep checking to make sure he was breathing.
I am holding you by your right hand--I, the Lord you God--and I say to you, Don't be afraid; I am here to help you. Isaiah 41:13