Before I knew it, Caid was two weeks old. And we settled into a routine (as much as an infant will let you have a routine). That meant a lot of feedings, with some sleep, play and sponge baths in between.
Sponge baths weren’t his favorite, but he loved getting his hair washed.
The biggest challenge of week two was a missing daddy. Chris had the opportunity to attend a training course in Chicago for four days. Based on my experience with Cameron, where I recovered quickly, I thought I could manage okay. Silly me, this recovery was taking a lot longer and I was no where near okay. Luckily my amazing mom came over and helped out for the week. We did spend some time outside the house, but she also helped with the morning rush before school and bedtime. I don’t know if I would have made it through the week without her.
Someone teased me because Caiden is naked in every photo I post. This little boy runs HOT, so I prefer keeping him in a breathable blanket rather than dressing him every morning. But no worries, we always dressed before leaving the house. We’re not hoosiers!
Caid and Gram in their matching Missouri Baptist shirts!
And laying next to his cousin Kirsten, who is three weeks older. Look at the size difference!
It’s been a couple of big weeks!
