Well, last night Finwe decided that he was hungry every two hours. So every two hours I woke up, let him nurse, and then fell back asleep with him right next to me. A few time Phill heard him make noise. This made Phill ask in his sleep, "Do you need help?" to which I could only answer, "No", as I really didn't need help--well except for Phill to grow mammary glands.
He is also one week old today. In celebration he got a bath. At this point, it is only a spit bath in which you expose only the part you are washing. If I learned one thing about Finwe today during the bath it is that he does not like a chill at all. He didn't exactly wail, but he wasn't cooing either. I remember that his sisters very readily accepted the spit bath. In fant some of my favorite pictures of Inwe are of her with her first bath. Perhaps I'll upload the pictures Mom Mom took of the bath tomorrow. I'm just too tired today.
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