First Month

The first month was kind of a blur as we tried to figure out what we were doing, got used to feeding him every 2 1/2 to 3 hours, and learned that not every sound he made while sleeping meant something was wrong.  It took me a little while to get comfortable with taking him out into the world (everything seemed so big and he seemed so small!), but my mom, who came to visit for twelve days after we got home from the hospital, was a huge help in getting us out the door.

Fortunately, Rhys was very patient and took it all in stride.  Or perhaps he just decided to sleep through our learning process, figuring that we would have it figured out by the time he started waking up a bit more . . .