As I write this, all three boys are asleep (Will, Axel, and Oscar); all four boys if you count Sealface. Don't get me wrong, we have had our stressful, exhausted, hormone-filled moments this week. But yesterday we also celebrated Oscar's arrival and the birth of our friends' baby one day later with a leisurely lunch at Reynard's (that's Oscar getting swaddled in a corner booth.) This morning, we made the most of the 50 degree temperatures and took both boys to the playground, where it felt like "We've got this down!" We all got some fresh air which helped to fight off our cabin fever.
After a few pretty rough nights, Oscar also did pretty well last night, sleeping for two 3-hour-long stretches. I know that doesn't necessarily mean he's going to sleep like that every night, but it was definitely the longest I'd slept since his arrival. Cluster feeding is no joke, and our evenings between 8 and about 2 have been pretty intense, but when I'm able to catch up later in the night it doesn't feel quite so bleak.
Plus, look at that spiky hair!