Eli's First Days Home

After all the Hellfire and Crazy, Eli Scott Bacon came home for the first time ever at 2pm on Monday afternoon. Our stay in the Hospital was great - we couldn't have been happier with the accomodations, the level of attention and care. And each of the Nurses, Doctors, Lactation Specialists and support staff were incredible. Thank you all for your energy, knowledge and kindness.

As we were prepping Eli for his ride home, he decided pretty quickly that he didn't appreciate being put into something as confining as the car seat. But once inside, he decided pretty quickly that he was tired and didn't care. He screamed for 5 minutes, then passed out and didn't wake up until after we had gotten home, had some lunch and put most of our stuff away.

We got through the first at-home feeding without difficulty, then lay Eli down to rest, and sat down for a quick rest ourselves.

By then Cathy had arrived. And can we just say, Cathy, you are a Godsend. Thank you so much for everything that you have done, are doing, and will probably get stuck doing in the near future. You are the best. So far, she hasn't decided what she wants to be called in place of Grandma. Taryn and I have been refering to her as Anti-Gamma. Here's the proud Anti-Gamma with her new Lil Man.

We've had a lot of calls from friends and family, and even some visits already. Katy and Anders came by the Hospital to see us that first night, as did Linze. We even had a visit from The Matt (that's Duke Chin to You) on his way back north to Seattle. Sorry Laura, he beat you to it. Now Eli's tainted forever by The Matt, and will probably never understand you because of it. To everyone else, please come by and visit! We love the company and appreciate the break.

Here's a great shot of the Lil Man while feeding with his Daddy. I love his eyes, and the fact that he's always so ready to have a "Face Down" with me - a game that I never win, because, I mean c'mon, just look at that face!

Taryn left the house for the first time today (Tuesday) with her Mom, and left me with Eli for the better part of the afternoon. It was only 2 1/2 hours, but it felt like days! I had 2 poopy daipers, 2 spittle burpies, a clothes changing, and a feeding all by myself. It was work. When she came back, I asked that Taryn never leave me again. She laughed and said that my sincerity was more touching than on our wedding day.

Here's an after-shot from the feeding. Looks just like his Daddy with a full belly - sprawled out and ready for some sleepies.

When he got a bit restless while I was alone with him, I let him try out his Bouncer from Uncle Kendall. He seemed a bit unsure, but did enjoy the motion. (Crazy how big the baby clothes can look until you put them on and realize that the baby's way smaller)