We're home from the hospital today, on Easter Sunday. We arrived home at about 3:30 this afternoon, since they let us stay pretty much as late as we wanted, and we figured we should eat lunch before we left.
Dinner was provided by the Relief Society, or at least, one sister from the RS, and another brought a meal for tomorrow's dinner. (I suspect the real reason for the dinners is to have an excuse to come over and ogle hold the baby.)
We're working on nursing, still. Tracy's milk has started to come in, and it looks like Afton is starting to get the hang of things here.
I'm working on getting the place organized, because it's a royal mess right now. I should rephrase that. The baby stuff is a royal mess. Our laundry's a disaster too, but it always was. This, however, is providing some motivation to clean up our laundry, since hers needs to be done right.
We just hadn't organized any of the baby stuff for when the baby came because we had started packing for our possible move, which, by the way, isn't happening. In case anyone hadn't heard, the seller was foreclosed on, after his bank dis-approved the offer we made. They aren't gonna get much more than we offered, but they're crazy if they think they're gonna get their money back. He paid like 350,000 for that house. The tax assessment, which is generally regarded as a little high, is 235,100. Last year's was 268500. The bank said they're gonna try to sell it for 220,000. Ha! not anymore.
Anyway, I'm back to organizing diapers, wipes, and toys.
5 comments:
No pictures of what she wore home from the hospital?
There are no pictures. Our camera's batteries died yesterday, and the gift shop wasn't open. We've got a few now, though.
Joe! I didn't know you were expecting! She's beautiful. Congratulations and enjoy every minute. Karen K.
shannons brother mike makes the observation that afton is as red as a tomato.
She's probably embarrassed by that shirtless picture of Joe.
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