We were just fine. Most of the mess was contained in the nursery, where we quickly created what looked like a very happy disaster area. Geneva picked out her own clothing-- a pink diaper and a bike helmet-- and was very proud of herself. Lavender spent her time dozing, nursing, and watching Geneva with an intensity I didn't think newborns could muster. At one point I had G, L and the cat on my lap at the same time (yes, milk got everywhere). I'm still exhausted, still sleep-deprived... but based on that one hour alone with my girls, I think I'll be okay.
Later that evening I took some time to snap a few (hundred) pictures of my littlest girl. She gained almost a full pound during her first week of life, and I don't want to miss this-- tiny, tiny Lavender, before she grows up and takes on the world.
Coming soon: labor and delivery story!