His dressing change went well again tonight. But he had to get his first Hep B vaccination and he was circumcised (don't worry - we checked with Dr. Fine first) tonight, so he got pretty mad during all of that. In his agitation, he wiggled off both of his arm bandages, so we had to redo them - this time with him angry and agitated. Not fun.
I'm exhausted, but just wanted to say thank you for praying Jonah through this first month. I wasn't sure he'd ever make it to four weeks old. Now, I go to bed hopeful for a full, long life for Jonah - full of laughter and "normal" boy things. Should I be scared?
He is the smiliest, smirkiest baby I've ever seen. He'll get really tired and start rolling his eyes back in his head, and he'll just be smiling away (and once he even laughed out loud). I'm pretty sure he's hanging out with Gabe in his dreams, and they're conspiring against me. I think I'm in for it - and I can't wait.
Look y'all, no cast!