Uncle Izak & Uncle Phil

I have two brothers and sometimes I feel so connected to them and sometimes I wonder how we came from the same gene pool.  We each entered the world in three different ways: Phil took his time and was forced out via C-Section, I came out naturally and Izak popped out at 28 weeks and was just over 2lbs. Thinking about how we each entered the world and who we are today – I think it is fitting that none of us can say we arrived in the same manner.

To this day we’re different from one another and I think my parents did a phenomenal job in raising three very different children. I recently got an e-mail from Christen that ended by saying “Isn’t it crazy that our parents loved us this much?”

On one hand it is crazy that my parents love me as much as I love Maggie, but on the other hand, I totally understand all the support and love they’ve given me over the years. What amazes me is that my parents, like so many other parents, had three kids to spread the love!!! They did this three times – they swooned over each of us and loved each of us just as we’re doing to Maggie.

Now that I’ve entered into parenthood, my brothers start their uncle-hood (is that even a word?) and I can not wait to see the relationships they develop with Maggie. Just the first introductions made me smile, both men pridefully looking at their niece swooning and vying for a little blue-eyed  eye contact from Mags.

I’ve got two brothers that are going to be fantastic uncles.

Two Weeks

Today marks Maggie’s two week  birthday and judging by the above picture she does not look like a happy baby, BUT she is a very, very happy baby.

I snapped this picture during the two seconds that she wasn’t in somebody’s arms today and she was upset about it. We had her two week appointment today and my mom was able to go with us (thank you, Fidge!).

After being weighed and tipping the scale at 8 lbs 15oz, my mom grabbed the pee soaked diaper  we’d just discarded and weighed it determining that seconds before Maggie filled the diaper she was a smooth 9lbs! Apparently our girl likes to eat.

We had loads of visitors today and for the most part Maggie slept through the comings and goings of people stopping by.  I think the poor girl is worn out because after we had our Week Two photo shoot she fell asleep again and is snoozing in the bassinet – a first!

Hard to believe that two weeks have gone by. I’ll probably be saying that sentence for the rest of my life now…”Hard to believe that _______ has gone by!”

I better start believing.

Grunts

Did you know that babies grunt? Maggie grunts huge, loud grunts when she’s eating and I can’t help but crack up when I see it and hear it. At first I was concerned that she was uncomfortable, but now I can see that she’s satisfied and happy.

Today marked Barry’s first day back at work and my first day at home with a BABY!! A grunting baby!  I’m still in my yoga pants, Maggie is still in her PJs and Syd is still fake sleeping, so all is good at HBHQ so far. I already miss Barry – we’ve been such a team these past weeks, not having him here to celebrate the grunts feels strange.

I’m not really sure what today holds, but I have no doubt that I’ll be listening to some grunts and admiring Maggie a bit more. I still am shocked that I am somebody’s mom. I’ve been somebody’s daughter, sister, cousin, friend, sister-in-law, teacher, niece, student, but now I’m a mother.

A mother to a grunting little pip squeak.

Oh, the love!