Yikes.
The first night as “parents in our own home” was completely different than I ever would’ve expected.
It’s everyone else’s child that causes the “up-all-night” nights, right?
Wrong.
I’m pretty sure I was able to gather about 3 or 4 10-minute naps in between the excruciating screams of a child that screams like I heard last night SHOULD NOT be possible.
Jess, on the other hand didn’t get ANY sleep last night. None whatsoever.
At 5AM, she came out to me (I moved to the couch) and said, “should I call my mom?”
I literally jumped up and said, “YES!”
Mom Garrett is now here and is providing the much-needed input and babysitting that these two “kids with a kid” need today.
My parents also arrived late last night and did all the great granparent-like reactions to our newborn daughter. They are in love!
We’re on our way to the hospital this afternoon to chat with the “lactation consultant”. Ella has decided that she’s hungry but she doesn’t want mommy’s milk right now!
Pray for these “kids with a kid”, would ya?! This is a new experience that’s absolutely making us “grown up”!





















