our little man, week one.

We've survived the first week with Carson. I haven't broken him, which is good. The nurse told me in the hospital not to worry because babies were durable. Mmm.. that just made me feel all tingly inside - not.

We endured his tramatic "boy" experience at the pediatrician. So heartbreaking. I couldn't bring myself to actually accompany him inside the procedure room so I made my mom step into grandma duty and go with him. Poor guy, I sat in the waiting room listening to him scream for a good 45 minutes. I'm not sure what was worse the procedure on him, or me listening from afar. He's doing well.

Carson is so calm and content. He does the normal baby things: eat, sleep, poop. But when he does open his pretty blue eyes he just sits and stares at us. I love it.

He takes after his mommy. He's a stomach sleeper. He wants nothing to do with his back. He also wiggles and flings his arms like no other in his sleep. He gets the hiccups all the time. I wonder what causes that but he got them in my stomach alot too so who knows. And I'm officially on the new mom black list. It's ok, my formula baby will be just fine. Don't judge. If he won't latch, he won't latch - the boy had to eat. I've already started getting the comments, and this is me rolling my eyes. Whatever.

Jordan has been so great. He's so cute with Carson. He is always so willing to jump up in the middle of the night to feed him or cuddle and rock him back to sleep. It's the cutest thing to watch.