Everyone, meet Jackson, AKA Spawnling (although he's so darn cute and really chill so far, so I'm having a hard time calling him anything remotely degrading, even in a loveable way. I think over time that will change though. Like, when he can talk and throw things at me...)
There is so very much to tell. I have a feeling there will be several posts about his arrival. Everything from good drugs to evil food and just how painful staples in the stomach really are. But we're home, we're well and nobody has killed each other yet.
Oh, and did I mention that he can HEAR? Perfectly? :) :) :)
Will post some more tomorrow. Babies in slings at computers works very well.