Wow, Silas is already 10 days. It is flying by. Although, as cliche as it is, it feels like he's always been in our family. Judah and Samuel ADORE him and don't really give him any personal space. He doesn't seem to mind much, though.
We went to his first well baby check-up at 6 days old. He was up to 8lbs, 5oz (the doctor was impressed by that) and 21.5 inches. He's a good little eater and it shows! He's sleeping great at night. Up every 2-3 hours, but he eats fast and then goes right back to sleep. He had a little jaundice, but like the other boys recovered quickly. We had to have him sunbathe, though. That's what the picture is from.
Judah and Samuel are adjusting well. They haven't had any problems at all, really. I'm adjusting well. I'm still a little sore and tired when I do too much, so I'm trying to remind myself that he's only 10 days old and to take it easy. I think jumping right back into life and deciding that it's going to be easy has made things so much easier. My friend, Brooke, and I were talking to about how the outcome of some many things in our life (everything?) are based upon the decisions we make and our mindsets. If we think, "Oh, this is going to be hard," then it usually is. If we think, "Oh, this will be easy," then it usually is then, too.