Now that I have so much sleep, I came down this morning to rescue Carolyn, and she said that Sam had been a little angel all night. Of course, when it is someone *else* she is fine! Really, I am glad she was reasonably well behaved for someone else, if I can call a baby this young well behaved. There is no direction to her moods besides hunger.

When I saw her first thing this morning, she didn't look different to me, but I felt different, like I was seeing her for the first time. I actually went so far as to introduce myself, hi sam, I'm mommy. Matt is with her now and refuses to put the angelically sleeping bundle down in her cradle. She is really loved, this sweetie.