Day (and Night) One with Baby Fob at Home in the Fobcave

The nice thing about the second baby is that we've been through this all before so we have a better idea of what we're doing and a clearer view of the light at the end of the tunnel. As Little Dude (aka LD, the newborn formerly known as Baby Fob) alternated between eating for two minutes, sleeping for five, and screeching at us until four o'clock in the morning, it was reassuring to remember that this does not last more than a few months at most. And this specific this won't last more than a couple weeks, as nothing with infants lasts more than a couple weeks before growing into something else.

The frustrating thing about the second baby is that we've already been through all this before and we've gotten past it so it seems a little silly to go through it all again. We're almost (speaking optimistically) past the diaper phase with S-Boogie, and now we're starting all over again. Sigh.

The temporary consolation is that he's quite cute, and the more lasting consolation is that he's a human being--and a potentially wonderful human being at that--and human beings simply don't come into the world without somebody having to endure sleepless nights and dirty diapers. In the end it'll be worth it.