For the first time in more than a week, I am alone with my little family. My mom has gone home, the bris is done, and my in-laws have retreated to their hotels for the night. As I sit here on our couch–a couch again after a week of duty as a bed–i see the cats emerge from their hiding places and begin to sniff new baby gifts. The only sounds are the rhythmic chirping of two birds, the tick of the hall clock and the crunch of a cat free to eat his dinner. My child is asleep on my chest. There is nothing more I need than this.
To see pictures of Emerson’s first days, click here, then click “view slide show.”