Griffins first three weeks

I can't believe it has been over three weeks since Griffin was born.  It really seems like just yesterday they wheeled me and Griffin out of the hospital and sent us on our way.  Its a weird feeling this time, knowing he will be the baby in our family.  I was sad leaving the hospital knowing I will never get to experience that process again, I was sad when his umbilical cord fell off, I was sad giving him his first bath...just knowing it will be the last time I ever get to do that.  All these moments are bittersweet and I am so lucky that I got to do it not one time, not two, but three times.  I don't recall feeling this way with the other two, I guess because I never really thought about them being my last.  But this time, I am taking it all in and enjoying every moment like I never have before.  I rub his soft head of hair, its the softest I have ever felt considering Hayden and Emerson did not really have hair.  I smell his baby breath and want to bottle it up and keep it forever.  I rub his soft skin and wish it would stay that soft forever.  I stare and his skinny arms and legs that have yet to grow into his wrinkled skin and am in disbelief that just a few weeks ago he was tucked up in my stomach.  I love the peach fuzz on his shoulders and his tiny blonde eyelashes.  I love the noises he makes when he eats and the hiccups that give him fits.  See...I told you, I could go on and on about him.  But what makes me most happy, is watching his sister and brother love on him.  I know soon Griffin will light up when he sees Hayden and Emerson.  They will all be best friends and worst enemies at times.  They will hate each other one minute and and love each other the next.  In the end, they will always be brother and sister.  Hayden, my first, sweet baby boy.  Emerson, the middle child, but she will always be my only, baby girl.  And Griffin, he will always be the baby.  They all have their own special place in our family. And they will always have each other.