The end of the first week

Micah turned one week old today. Out of curiosity, I calculated how many weeks old I am: over 1400. 1400 times the life experience, and I'm the one changing diapers? Just kidding, of course- I love every minute I get with Micah, even if many of those minutes are spent wiping his nether regions.

Anyway. The first week was a week of firsts. First day, first bath, first spit up, first smile, first time peeing on the wall ... we didn't catch all of these firsts on camera, but some nice pictures follow.

First bath! Well, first sponge bath, at least. That allows us to have another first "bath" when Micah graduates to submersion.


First tummy time, with Gran (Sarina's mom).


All bundled up.


Sleeping with dad on the couch.


Playing on the floor with mom.


Sleeping on the couch with Granddad (Sarina's dad).