Congratulations!!!
DS was 8 weeks old when he came home to us. We are not typical in that we had very short notice of his arrival and I picked up straight from court. It was the first time I had met him and found out his name.
Our first night was a real mix of emotions.
I had no idea how long this little man would be with us, I was still in shock at his arrival and I was so nervous about looking after him properly. I was an experienced mum but didnt know anything about this little boy.
So the first night was spent in the living room with him in a moses basket snorting and snuffling away. He was the noisiest baby I had ever met!
He woke up hourly for tiny feeds (new to me as I had bf my other children). I felt desperate for him because I could only imagine how confused he was. I felt desperate for his birth mum because I couldnt imagine how she was feeling at losing her baby and I was knacked because of the preceding week's events (assesments, meetings, arguments etc).
I sang a song to him that first night and I sang it at least once a day thereafter. His own little song so he would know where he was as his life was so chaotic. I wore the same necklace everyday, quite a big one so he could see it and know it was me, and I stopped wearing perfume so he would know my smell.
For years afterwards that song could stop him in his tracks if he was fretting or upset.
I wish you all the best for your new life with your DD.