We're a few weeks into our new life, and, aside from a home visit by a social worker, living with Ozzie has been remarkably unremarkable. Round-the-clock diapers, feedings, diapers, feedings, diapers, diapers and more diapers. Just like any new baby. I've actually been struggling to find something to write about, other than typical baby stuff. Maybe that's the lesson here – he's just a baby.
Although he is too small to be away from home for long, we have taken Ozzie on a few brief outings. People "ooh" and "ahh" and talk about how beautiful he is. Life is interesting that way – for a brief period after we are tossed into the world, strangers feel compelled to step up, check us out, and pay us a heartfelt complement. Even if life eventually kicks the crap out of us, we all start out on the right foot.
