In fact, he slept for an hour in my arms this afternoon. He was calm and content, and so was I. I was going to sit there and gaze at this little miracle until someone told me I had to give him up. It was the nurse, who came in to drain some blood out of his heel, who took him away. He fussed a little during the ten minutes or so she was working on him, but his parents were right there and he seemed to know he was safe. After the day he had already, this was no big deal.
When I left the hospital, they were getting him ready to take home. Less than a full day old, he was about to be introduced to the little corner of the world where he'll meet his two big brothers and get to know his mom and dad and find out what's really important. They will all discover how being a family of five is different from four.