“Floating on Adrenalin”

    We had a lovely day today.  It was raining, and oddly warm, in the 60’s.  Last night my neighbor came down from upstairs to give me a boppy pillow and some cute towels for baby K.  She brought her 3 year old daughter to play with M, and her 4 month old son.  He looked huge compared to K!  "Reality hasn’t hit you yet, you are still floating on adrenalin!" She laughed, then she added, "Call us when that reality hits."
    My next door neighbor and daughters have stopped in most evenings with snacks for us.  The deaconesses from church have been bringing yummy dinner – quiche with balsamic dressed salad and brownies with ice cream tonight, oven fried chicken with homemade rice pilaf for tomorrow.  DH took the week off from work.  Baby K has figured out how to latch on without hurting when she nurses.  What’s not to float about? 
    She did cry from 10PM to 3AM last night, but that’s how we know she’s ours, not a changeling.