This is the position she spent most of the pregnancy in (we have ultrasounds as proof), and coincidentally enough, this was the position she was in when it was time to come out.

Right, it's close to midnight, so I don't have the energy to be funny.  I need to go back to the hospital as soon as I upload these, so you'll have to enjoy them in silence (unless, of course, you'd like to ooooh and aaaaahhh).

8 pounds, 1 oz of pure love.  Well, 8 pounds of pure love and one ounce of something that smelled kind of funny.

But happy and healthy and surprisingly not as loud as I expected.

Swaddled.

Mommy is finally introduced to Violet Jayne.

George was very concerned about Jenn being in labor.  Very supportive.

Holy cannoli--look at her little hands!

Her "decorative" Birth Certificate...  not the real thing.  But those are her real foot prints.

Gina is on the left, Holly is on the right.  These were our doulas, the ones who helped Jenn (and me) through the trauma of Wednesday (both at home and at the hopital, before and after Jayne's arrival).

Time for her first diaper change (actually the second, but since the nurse's did the first one in the nursery, this is Jennifer's and my first diaper change).

Post diaper change.  I was going to actually document the entire process, but thought better of it right after we undid the second strip of adhesive on the dirty diaper.

She's so sweet.  I've written this in a couple of e-mails, but here it is again...  I would've never thought that it would ever be so much fun to watch someone sleep.  Her face cycles through so many expressions:  first she's angry, then surprised, then upset, then content, then grumpy, then she's just a sleeping baby again.  She cycles through all those expressions about once a minute.  Fascinating--what does she dream about?

Our happy family  :)

Dressed to go home.

Jenn absolutely loves the hat  :)

They're both ready to get the heck out of that hospital.

Make that three.

Home at last!  The power of breastfeeding--it can knock out even the most hyper baby!

Her first set of pajamas (sorry about the strap  :) )

This is her favorite set of PJs.  We think.

Where's Jaynie?  (Hint:  look for the feet)

Tag, your it!

A moment of peace and quiet.

Jaynie still hasn't gotten a hang of the whole nursing thing.

She's one week old--does that make this her "week-day?"

A rare photo of the tongue of a baby.

Eyes wide open (at 10 pm)

We decided to dress her like J-Lo for her "week-day."

Look at those little feet!

Before lunch...

After lunch

Daddy keeping Jaynie warm

Who is that cute baby?

Yaaaawwwwwn

"Mommy has big ears like this!"

If you don't feed me soon, I'll karate-chop ya!

Apparently, we bore her.

Yep, we bore her.

::whistle::  "I think somebody should check somebody else's diaper."

Jenn thinks she's hungry.  Call it a mother's intuition.

When one has underdeveloped neck muscles,

one frequently needs assistance

to keep one's head propped up.

Daddy's Girl

Always

But Mommy can hold her.  And feed her.  And change her diapers.

Alternately hynotized

and knocked out by the playmat.

Yup, Daddy's Girl

She abhors hats.  But they are just so darn cute!

Warning:  These next two photos are not for the weak-kneed!

This is where Jaynie was laying when we heard what will be referred to in history books as "The Sound."  I must've lasted at least 8-10 seconds.  That mark on the blanket?  That's not spit up, and she wasn't naked.

Ahhh, the joys of parenthood.  We'll spare you the photo we took of what this mess looked like under the PJs and diaper.

More fun with the playmat

Enjoy this photo, because Jaynie has outgrown this outfit after a single wearing.  Her legs are simply too long--she can't stretch out and it ticks her off when she tries.

See?

What is she thinking about?  Cures for cancer?  How to solve the problem of increased mass as an object approaches light speed?  The best way to run a pro-style offense?

No, wait.  She's looking at something...

Mommy read that babies are stimulated by black & white geometric patterns.

So Daddy spent a little (more) time in front of the computer.

"Yer craaaaazzzzzy, maaaaaan."

"I'm waiting patiently for mommy to feed me," Jaynie says while sucking on her arm.

A short while later, she's unconscious.

Joe's sister Lisa with Jaynie.

Jenn's Dad Guy with Jaynie.

And Lisa's husband Jeff is victimized by Jaynie's "sleep magic." 

Grandpa Guy.

Look, Guy's changing a diaper!

I got multiple angles to ensure that it wasn't an optical illusion!

I don't know what he's doing, but Jenn seems to think it's pretty funny.  Jaynie, however, is NOT entertained!

It's difficult not to put your hand on this kid's head.  It's the size of a softball!

Jaynie refuses to allow everyone in a given photo to look good.

This was supposed to be a foot photo, but apparently the zoom on our camera was too complicated for Guy!  On the other hand, I'm sure nobody was really thrilled at the thought of seeing Jenn's bare foot, so Guy actually did a favor for everyone!

Grandpa Guy

Joe's feeding technique:  get the yogurt as close to Jaynie's mouth as possible.

We finally got a photo of the super-sad "I'm getting ready to cry" face, and I cut her off at the eyebrows!

Jaynie gives you the milky-tongue.

Aunt Lisa

Mid-yawn

Sleeping in the vibrating chair.

Jaynie learns to suck her thumb.

The post-meal nap.

A half-smile

Jaynie says hi to Suzanne.