Prince William

Little Bill enjoyed his first bath today; we are all settling into a bit more of a pattern a little quicker this time. The learning curve with James was so steep- this time we realise these first few days can actually be pretty enjoyable. It helps that wee Willy is already a voracious and regular feeder.
Our nurse (Wilma) comes for five hours each morning and helps out a lot- we have directed her towards occupying Mames mostly, so we can get other stuff done. She has kids of her own and also takes in foster kids so she is pro at calmly dealing with a two year old.
Poor James bore the brunt of Dad's ignorance last night. I put him down in what I thought was a regular diaper (it had Dora on it) though unbeknownst to me this particular Dora indicated a swim diaper, which apparently is not something that will last through a night of peeing. He cried out a couple times in the night when Bill was crying and we let it go thinking he would have to get used to that interruption. This morning he and his sheets were soaking wet and I felt terrible. Luckily he doesn't hold a grudge at all yet.