Four weeks

There is a piece of good marriage advice for brides to prepare as much for the marriage as you do for the wedding day. On hindsight, that seems like it would have been good advice for pregnancy as well.  You'd think we'd be better prepared, yet once again we seem to have found ourselves in a state of shock at the major changes a newborn brings. We are just now emerging from the "baby's here! Uh, now what?" fog and slowly adjusting to the new Noah & Max show.

Max is already a much better eater than Noah ever has been, and we are becoming quite familiar with his angry cry when he is hungry and can't eat RIGHT NOW. Sleep is still dicey but such is the challenging nature of newborns. He's managed to stay healthy thru all the sickness surrounding him, but we've battled remembering how to nurse and a low milk supply after the family stomach plague. What a month!

We celebrated this past weekend with a lunch of lobster rolls, clam chowder, and hot dog.

Happy 4 weeks gorilla man!

Brothers from the same mother

When Terah sent out the email announcing Max's arrival, one of the pictures reminded me of a similar picture of Noah...

Max: 

Noah: 

Even I would have a hard time figuring out who is who from these pictures! 

Shower time

A few weeks before Max arrived, a few awesome small group friends threw my friend Heather and I a baby "sprinkle." It was amazing and the perfect way to laugh and eat an afternoon away with friends.



If you ever meet Wendy (second from the right), please ask me about my new favorite Wendy story - it involves a signed waiver & release, a placenta, and a crazy chinese tradition.

Two weeks

It has not been an easy two weeks around here. Max practically lived in our arms the first week, and the whole family except Max has been sick twice already, once with a cold and now with a nasty stomach bug, thanks to our germ-carrier preschooler.

But we can't imagine life without our fourth member already. Yesterday when my awesome parents took Max home with them for the night so that we could recover, Noah kept asking me, "where is my baby? I left him!"

Happy two weeks Max - we're just grateful to have survived it!

Noah and his baby

At nine days, Noah has been handling the transition incredibly well. This may all change when he realizes the baby is here to stay.



Noah has been spending lots of quality time with Grandma Chern who, in Noah's book, solely exists to play with him. He has been coming home from mornings with grandma quite the happy camper.

Can't believe Noah is a big brother!