Elliot was 2 weeks old yesterday and he seems to be doing great. A few nights here and there are rough, but he normally gives us 3-4 hours of sleep at night before needing attention. I think we're adjusting well to the zombie-like functioning, because I thanked Pat yesterday for doing the changing. Pat replied, "I did the changing? Really? I don't remember it..." (That's our MO- Elliot wakes, Pat changes him, and I get out of my grogginess enough to feed him and put him back down. Pretty good teamwork.)
I timed a trip to Target on my own today perfectly, and that was a major confidence boost. He slept through the whole thing.