Things are beginning to reach a level of normalcy around here, meaning we’re all pretty much adjusted. Willy has returned to work and the few days that I’ve been on my own have been a-okay thus far. I’m fairly certain Hooper remembers nothing of his short-lived single-child life and has taken to his little bro quite well. He loves holding him and says “hi-yee” to him constantly. Van is sleeping as well as can be expected, waking two to three times a night to feed. Two nights ago he only woke once, so there is a light at the end of the tunnel. Breastfeeding is going terrific. My supply this time around seems much better and Van appears to be putting on weight. In the absence of sore cracked nipples, I’d have to say all is surprisingly well. What looked ominous last week looks pretty spectacular this week.