Days at Home and First Outings

Lydia is 4 weeks old today!  It seems as though she’s already getting too big, too fast.  I guess that means it’s time for me to get busy here again.

                  
Our trusty infant carseat is good for one more round.  In other carseat-related news, Logan has moved up to a booster and into the back row.  Not that we were attempting to go very far during these first days.  Mostly there was cuddling . . . 

     
and sleeping, and stories . . .

lots of nursing, some diaper changes of course, followed by more sleeping in the hand-me-down swing from a neighbor.  (3rd kid and they’ve each had a swing and I haven’t ever had to buy one yet.)

                        
Eventually Lydia wakes up and we get a mini-photo shoot.

Personally, I think she looks almost exactly like her siblings did, except for two things: the dimples—we haven’t captured them on camera but they’re there—and her possibly blue eyes—at this point they show no sign of turning brown.

    
But now it’s time for more cuddles and more sleep.  Yep, life’s been pretty quiet around here.

                  
For her first official outing, we hit up Friday’s half-price happy hour at Velvet Yogurt.  Lydia was 4 days old.

   We made it to church and the farmer’s market that Sunday, where everyone cooed appropriately over the baby and gasped over her birth story.  Then, just before Jake had to go back to work, we finally managed a walk down to Trestles (Wed—9 days old).
 It felt good to get out.

              
            
Play in the waves, chase the birds, watch the surfers.

Life is good.

                     
Very, very good.