Well, it has been an eventful week. I was going to call this post "Sleep...Where Art Thou?" but decided that being home outweighed any sleep deprivation we are suffering from. I will say this concerning sleep, in the Marine Corps I got accustomed to operating on five hours of sleep a night but I found that broken sleep does not count. My body hates being woken up every hour. It's also worth being mentioned that sleep derivation is used as a means of torture! But alas, we are home and so excited to have our little girl in her new environment. I think that Sugar (our min pin dog) and Mr Jingles (our cat) are not quit sure what to make of this little addition that is taking away all their attention. It really is good to be home and we appreciate all the prayers that went up for Ashley. For those that don't know Ashley was diagnosed with pneumonia after the pregnancy which resulted in her not being able to leave the hospital for a few days but as the song says "I'll Be Home For Christmas!"
That Sea Horse was a gift from our friends the Coburns and it has been a life saver. It glows and plays music along with water noise and Abigail seems to be soothed by it.
This is Abigail about to make her first appearance out into the world. She had her first doctor's visit today and since momma was still in the hospital daddy took her all by himself. It was a great experience and Abigail was so good for daddy only crying when they weighed her.
Abigail asleep in her little portable crib.
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