Sky is an American! He is also legally a permanent resident of Japan. And he's been circumcised. All in a week's time. I've made a half dozen trips to the ward office. Baby boy has behaved amazingly well. I wish there had been another way that would have kept us from having to drag him all over the city so soon after his birth. Friday was pretty difficult. We ended up on a packed out train because immigration took 5.5 hours instead of the 1-2 I thought. Traveling during rush hour became inevitable. Mom was with me the whole time. I am so grateful. The immigration office was completely filthy. We found a nursing room there that was a tiny bit cleaner than the rest of the waiting room filled to the brim with people. We parked in there for most of the time.

Sky continues to delight us. I still can't believe I birthed him and that he's here!! He's the cutest most cuddly little guy ever. I often think about the fact that God really knew what he was doing when he made us to bond so intensely with these little beings so that night after night of staring into their eyes at 3am doesn't bother us at all. And it really is 3am. Every. Single. Night.

I've done quite a bit research today about how to create a schedule for a newborn...apparently you can't. So we will continue like this until he's two months old and sleep training can begin. I don't think we'll go the cry it out route, but we shall see.

Peace to you all! Enjoy a full night's sleep for me if you can.