
The first night was off to a rough start due to being discharged pretty late in the evening, well late for me. I'm a morning person. We couldn't be discharged until at least 48 hours after Huxley's birth, which meant we wouldn't be discharged until around 7pm on New Years Eve. Of course, we didn't have any plans except for taking care of our newborn son, but leaving so late left little time for us to get our new family settled at home.
Grandpa Bill helped us out to the car. He was there with Cheryl who had been admitted earlier that day for foot surgery. He thought he'd see his grandson off from the hospital. Huxley looked adorable in his newborn/puppy outfit. It was the only newborn outfit he had and he didn't fit into it for more than a couple of weeks. We all got Huxley bundled up and headed out of the hospital on a rainy New Year's Eve.
Just as we exited the hospital we encountered an idiot driver going the wrong way coming right at us. Our first of many scares with our little one. Upon arriving home we tried to got settled in with baby and tried to head off to sleep.
Between checking to make sure he was still breathing, to him not really sleeping, neither of us slept a wink that night. Huxley was a hungry little guy and mostly wanted to eat all night long. I didn't think I would be staying up to ring in the New Year, but I knew without looking at the clock that 2008 was here when I heard fireworks going off close by. I was sitting on the couch feeding Huxley and trying not to doze off.
We spent the night not only trying to get Huxley to sleep, but also trying to figure out how to care for something completely new and foreign to us. We didn't know whether or not to swaddle or put him in his sleep bag. We didn't know what size clothing he would fit in and had to try on several before we found what worked.
This is only the beginning of many sleepless nights to come....
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