The past few days have been very long and exhausting.  Not only are my professors cramming to get the last of the work in for the semester, but Gio has developed a nasty case of colic.  I don't know if its worse for him or Steve and I.  Last night I finally put him in his car-seat and drove him around town for a while. When he did finally quiet down and I parked the car at home, he started up again.  On a more positive note, our peds visit was very good.  The little piglet is up to 5lb6oz, almost a pound from his birthweight a month ago!  All that breast-feeding every two hours is paying off.  The good news the pediatrician gave us is that there is nothing wrong with him to cause the gastric upset.  The bad news is...there's nothing to fix!! We just have to ride it out.  Those moments that he is comfortable and alert, I look at him and fall a little more in love.

Gio has been adjusting well since the first night. We have gotten him on an every three hours or so feeding schedule and he seems to be sleeping more comfortably in his crib since we bought the Snuggle Nest.  He absolutely loves being on Daddy's shoulder and if he had it his way would stay there permanently.  His Godmother stopped by to meet him and I think it's safe to say she's hooked too.  Steve and I took him to his first pediatrician visit and all the girls in the office had a fit over him.  If this is a preview of what's to come, we will have to guard the front yard from the girls of the neighborhood.  Afterwards we went on our first trip to Grammom and DoDad's house.  Dad was acting like he didn't want to hold him but I stuck Gio on his lap and Gio worked his charm.  Today is my 28th birthday and I must say having him here and healthy is the all I could have asked for.  

Welcome home Gio!!!  We brought our son home Saturday, I didn't know if it would happen or not because the carseat harness barely fit around him.  The nurses had to lift it up, with him in it, to try to tighten it.  He passed the test though and we brought him home.  He spent the first few hours napping on Daddy's lap while Steve watched the PGA tournament.  I thought to myself, I wonder if he'll sleep all night like this?  Fat chance!! We put him down around 12 oclock and he was up at 12:45 screamimg like a banchee.  It took me awhile to figure out what he wanted, finally I put him into his swing and he slept from 2:30 to 6:30.  Not bad for the first night.  Steve and I are trying to get him used to his crib.  I don't know if its the feeling of a different mattress or what but as soon as we put him down in it he wakes up and it's difficult to get him to drift off while he's in it.  All said, I am happy to have my little man home and Steve and I are definitely smitten. 

I spoke to the neonatologist this morning and he said Gio can come come saturday or sunday as long as he continues to behave himslf.  I told him no swinging from the chandeliers and no partying with the twins in the next crib over.  Steve and I need to bring in his carseat tomorrow for his fit test, I hope he fits into it!! Mom and I went to BJs and picked up a jumbo pack of diapers and wipes, my first of many.  

In an attempt to distract ourselves or maybe get a little enjoyment out of our extended freedom, Steve and I went to the movies last night and saw Fast and Furious (not bad, better then the second and third enstallments) and went golfing today.  Well, Steve golfed and I drove the cart.  We joined up with two other men named Mike and Charlie.  Both were a few months away from retirement and enjoying being grandparents.  Its funny how two sets of people can have such perpendicular lives and like each others' company.

Cheryl and Monica were nice enough to buy of a few pairs of premie onsies to bring Gio home in.  Everything Steve and I had were for 8lb or larger!!  We've gotten one week down, 3 more to go (?!)

Gio is out from under the tanning bulbs and eating better every day.  The little patches on his face are velcro to attach his sunshades, those should come off tomorrow. His meds are reduced every few days so as long as he continues to behave himself, he should be home before we know it.  I brought in a few clothes that should have fit him, but as you can see, he's swimming in his onsie.  At least he has a head full of hair, Steve and I love to swirl it into a mowhawk.