Today Elijah had his 2-month doctor visit.  He is officially healthy and average!   He clocked in at 22 1/2 inches long (30th percentile) and 11 pounds 11 ounces (50th percentile).

It's hard to believe he's already 2 months old.  December always flies by anyway, let alone when you have 3 kids.  Elijah has been such a joy to our house.  Yes, he's still colic-y and keeps us up but he also is so cute and lovable.  At night we continue with the drill of Dad getting up to change diapers and Mom feeding.  Dad also will take Elijah out to the living room during longer crying spells.  (I then get on the computer and stay up later than I should after Elijah falls asleep on me!)

Today Elijah rolled over from front to back.  Oh the little things you celebrate with a baby.  Eljiah has also been smiling a lot and we're learning the little tricks to make him do it. Emma and Elliot have not lost interest in the baby.  In fact, Elliot continues to show a lot of affection to him and we're trying to teach Elliot how to love him gently :) Only a few people have had the privilege of seeing the real Elliot (if you watch the kid's video, you get an idea).  Elliot, the other day, was standing at the changing table while I was changing a diaper and recounting the whole Christmas story for Elijah.  (It's quite amazing - he knows it all - from the wise men, to the bad king, shepherds, angels, Mary and Joseph)  I hope some day I can be at the right place at the right time with the video camera and I'll show you what I mean.

Nicole's mom brought over her baby book and we checked out the resemblance.  I still maintain that Elijah is a good 50/50 mix of the two of us.  Sometime soon I hope to post some pictures to show the comparison.  For those who haven't adopted it may not occur to you that the whole resemblance thing is something new for us (yes, I know, Emma and Elliot DO look like us).  I find myself staring at him a lot trying to see who he looks like.  And I came to an interesting realization the other day.  I will be, in a sense, watching myself grow up.  Remember, he was born on my birthday?  What I mean is, Elijah kind of looks like me (and maybe acts like me?) and will be exactly the same age I was for all the holidays and stuff.  I can imagine very clearly what I was like on my first Christmas.  Kinda cool.

Our first night was a bit rough with Elijah. We didn't get a lot of sleep! We were quickly reminded of the rigors of caring for a newborn.  Fortunately, the last two nights he has done much better.  He is settling into a good routine of cry, eat, sleep, poop, cry, eat, sleep, poop.  The kids have been a little wilder than usual but we kind of expected that. The transition has been challenging but things are working out really well. We are on our way to a new normal.


Elijah checked out well at his first follow up appointment with the pediatrician yesterday and we had a good home visit from a nurse.  Nicole is feeling great.  We've had a few visitors and have almost lost track of the days. It's Saturday, right?  I'll be heading to church in the morning but won't officially be  back to work until next Thursday so we'll have a good amount of time to ease back into the real world.  But for now, we continue to take advantage of this life-pause to enjoy Elijah and the kids.

Wow.  What an amazing experience this has been!

Sunday morning I woke up extra early because I had some extra things to get done at church.  Around 4:30 AM Nicole thought maybe her water had broke.  It wasn't obvious so she decided to go back to bed and call the hospital in the morning.  Around 8:00 Nicole called me at church and let me know the hospital thinks it's probably that and that we need to come in.  I was standing on the stage, guitar in hand, with the Worship Team staring at me on the phone with Nicole.  You should have seen the mix of excitement and panic on their faces.  Everyone assured me they'd work it all out so I packed up and left.

Nicole was getting things together and the kids were keeping busy.  We finished packing our stuff and the kids' suitcases.  We took a few pictures, shot some video, and loaded up in the van.  After dropping the kids off at the Massarelli's house, we headed to the hospital, arriving around 10:00.  It wasn't long before Nicole was hooked up and feeling mild contractions.  We were indeed in labor.  Before long we were in our labor & delivery room.  About 27 hours after her water broke,  I was pushing record on the video camera (first things first) which was set on a tripod at an unrevealing angle and Nicole was getting ready to push a baby out.  She did extremely well during the whole labor - including the 10 minute rest she had to take while we waited for our doctor to arrive, who had been stuck in traffic!  And I fared well, too - not passing out, which was a realistic possibility.

The doctor hastily walked through the door which set forth what seemed to be a well-choreographed dance.  Carts moved, clothing covers went on, water buckets filled, shiny utensils were uncovered on a table.  In a matter of seconds the doctor was in place and we all stood still, silently awaiting Nicole's final contraction.  Only one more push was left.

At 8:11, Nicole gave it her all and a baby was born.   And it was one of the most indescribably wonderful moments of our lives!  At the moment he came into the world, our doctor looked at me and her expression signaled me to make the announcement.  I proudly announced "It's a boy!" to the delivery room.  Carts and trays and swirling nurses faded into the background as we gazed at this tiny person.  This little lump in the belly that had suddenly come to life right before our eyes.  What a moment it was!

We have spent the last day and a half with a little person in our arms.  We can now imagine his future  and our future with better clarity.  We say his name out loud and wonder who this stranger is.  We search his face to see who he looks like.  Though we are very sleepy and have a lot of work ahead of us, we have been filled with so much joy in all this.

We will be heading home sometime in the morning (Wednesday) and can't wait to introduce Elijah to his brother and sister.  Due to the new hospital policies, Emma and Elliot have not been allowed to visit us and they are really excited to meet their new baby brother.  We have been grateful to family and friends who have been so supportive and who have celebrated with us in person, over the phone and online!  Thank you so much!

God has been very good to us.

Some have been asking if we've set up the nursery.  Since we've been there and done that, and since we have less room in our house than before, our nursery is a little simpler this time around.  Here's a picture of our adorable baby nursery

We had our crib and changing table stored and ready to assemble so we dragged them out.  We had the crib ready to go a few weeks ago but I just put the changing table together a few days a go.  Just in time, too!

Emma and Elliot had an alternate plan all worked out.  Depending on the gender of the baby, they were going to give whichever room of theirs was color appropriate (blue or pink) to the baby.  According to Emma, her and Elliot could simply move in together.  They would also paint the room red and yellow with a dog theme.


Now the future room arrangements have been settled.  Emma was at first disappointed to hear the baby was a boy, not a girl.  We then figured out that had more to do with the fact that she wouldn't get to sleep in bunk beds.  She was much happier after finding out she could have a loft.

Yeah, the nursery is in the corner of our bedroom but it'll do! We were actually surprised we were able to conifgure our bedroom to fit the two baby things in there and we only had to loose one night stand!

Almost 28 hours of labor.  Everyone did great!  Here's a few quick pictures before we doze off for a little while!