It has officially set in. Last night Michelle and I switched "shifts" with Cole every 3 hours. Eat, sleep, poop/pee. That was our evening last night and this morning. I hate to say it but you were all right. The "Fog" is upon us. We will see you all in a few years when Cole is 3 and we have somewhat of a handle on this parenting thing.
Just kidding, we did surprisingly well last night, seeing how nervous we have been about bringing him home. We both got a few hours of sleep and have a sort of routine going, which Cole continually tries to deviate from.
I woke up this morning with Cole asleep in my arms on the couch and heard the birds chirping and saw the sun and realized how crazy the last few months have been and how ironic that the first morning we had Cole home is Easter. These last few months have been a test of our faith, patience, and resolve and we feel very blessed to be where we are today, at home with our son. Thank you all for your prayer and support through this time.
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