Homeboy.

He's home.
It's glorious. And terrifying!
He has settled in well. Waking like clockwork every 3 hours. He makes the most adorable sounds while feeding. I made up a song to pay homage. I sing it while he stares up at me. The song is called "Cranky Duck" It goes like this: "You're a Cranky Duck. Quack. You're a little Cranky Duck. Quack Quack. You're a Cranky Duck, a Cranky Duck. Quack"
He totally digs it.

Wow. I finally, finally feel like a mother.