Noble's First Day

I should be sleeping right now...

...when I'm tired (which I am, because we went out for a while today) I feel the breath of postpartum on the back of my neck, threatening sadness...

But Noble is over eight days old already and I wanted
to post some more pictures of the big day...

He is so tiny and precious!

He loves to snuggle and to be held. In fact, if I need him to wake up, I just put him down and walk away for a few minutes. I knew when I was pregnant that he was going to be this way.

David has been awesome, doing almost everything with the kids: driving, cooking, buying a violin, going on field trips, while at the same time finishing the bedroom floor, assembling the bed (I helped with that) while I mostly just sit on the couch and let this baby [re-]condition my breasts into nursing machines. (Minor expletives involved.) I don't know how I will do this on my own when he goes back to work!

Everyone loves the baby. Morgen has not stopped asking "can I hold the baby?" since he was born! She is very mommy-esque.


I left them together for a minute and when I came back she was rocking him in her arms, singing songs to him. "He's got the whole world, in his hands..." Noble seems to really love being sung to (not all the kids did). His middle name, Ranen, means "to sing, to have joy." I think we chose a good name.

Micah likes to snuggle up next to this baby (he's been our morning snuggler since he was born). Noble turns and looks at him, waiting for him to talk. Micah says "I like him," and "Hi Noble!" and "baby like me!" (the baby likes me.)

Let's face it. These boys are all in love with each other. They are really great kids; I am fortunate for the relationships they all have.

Taylor brings out the "to have joy" part of Noble. He finds something to laugh about every day, from his funny faces...

...to his little squeaky-toy sounds.

Now I think I'm going to go lay down with this little guy on my chest and go to sleep...