Thursday, July 2, 2009


That's really the only way to describe going from 1 to 2 children. Having a baby who's got his nights and days mixed up. Feeling like a dairy cow who's constantly hooked up to something. Adjusting - but surviving.

Truth be told, there's something very peaceful about being up at 2am (and 12am, and 5am, and 6:30am) with a newborn. Just you and him, in a quiet house. Times I am trying my hardest to enjoy because they won't last.

Here are some pictures of our journey thus far.

First is Sariah meeting her baby brother. She was absolutely fascinated with his toes:

Lil' Miss Explorer opening up every nook and cranny:

Feeding her baby:

Sariah has taken this all in stride. She has been a wonderful helper, and is absolutely in love with her little brother. Who wouldn't fall in love with him, with cheeks like those??

All ready to go home:

Resting quietly in Grandma Franklin's arms:

And Sariah's newest favorite toy: the carseat! She is constantly putting something in there. Some days, it's her baby. Others, it's her monkey. On this day, it was her sheep:

The pictures wouldn't be complete without a cheesy grin to go with her handy work!

Love my girl. Love this baby boy. But most of all, love my husband who has taken a week off of work to help any way he can. Whether it's fixing our girl breakfast, taking her swimming, or cooking dinner, he has not bat an eye when it comes to helping out. Husbands are wonderful!


Sarah said...


Jasmine said...

Congratulations, he's darling!

Emily said...

Wow! He looks just like his dad. Cute! Congratulations!!

Ren & Anna said...

He's so cute! I love the cheeks. It's all about survival at first...hang in there! I can't imagine 2!!