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Sweet baby Graham!!!

We are recovering well and should go home today to start living under one roof as a family of 4! Paisley seems to love him so far which has been great. She wants to love on him and talks to him a lot. She says "it's okay" if he cries and gently caresses his leg.

She hasn't been jealous of me with him at all which I'm thrilled about! Little man is a champion nurser so now I just need milk to come in. He sleeps a ton which is bizarre since P never slept at all.

In fact, I had trouble getting him to wake up after 5 hours to nurse last night. He hardly ever cries at all and seems to love his mama!

We are already co-sleeping (que the controversy). Love it!!! He is an excellent snuggler.

I'm feeling really good which is such a great surprise! I have been up an around. And I've only had one Percocet and my pain is controlled with ibuprofen.

So, life with two may be quite simple if this baby will keep being easy!!!

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  1. I'm in love! So glad he is easy for you. The boys were just like that. I had to wake them up to eat, so here is hoping for an easier baby. I would love for you to enjoy the newborn phase. I can't wait to meet him.

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  2. He's absolutely perfect and precious! So glad you are all doing well and adjusting just may be the easy part after all :)

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  3. He is just so gorgeous! And I LOVE to hear how well it is going:)!

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  4. He is so beautiful. Congratulations!

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