Happy Birthday, little one!

This is what Lola thinks of being THREE MONTHS OLD. (Will someone please stop the clock, already?!)

Growing family

Alisa's friend Emily Rumsey (fellow doula, and also an amazing photographer and nurse-midwifery student) came over a couple of weeks ago on Lola's 6 week birthday to document our sweet, little family. Here are a few of our favorite shots! If you want copies of any of these (or if you want to see the photographer's entire gallery of our 250 photos), e-mail us. xo.

Eyes for daddy

Hiccups + Wide Eyes

G sings to his new little sister, just a day or two after she was born.

First bath

This was quite a while ago now, but here's a snapshot of L's first bath. Ahh...

There's always room on the lap

Lola's "guess date"

Today was Laurel's "guess date" — March 4. If anything, I thought we'd go past her guess date and that she would be birthed well into March (and that much closer to a much-anticipated spring thaw).

Surprise! She was a February baby! Firmly born in winter...

In celebration of her early arrival and almost 2-week-old birthday, I'll share these photos of our midwives making footprints for her birth certificate.

xo,
A, J, G & L

First family-of-four-outing

Lola is 10 days old today and we thought it about time we had a fun family outing. So we hit a local favorite, Izzy's Ice Cream for some scoops and smiles. It felt like an ice cream kind of day since it was sunny and a balmy 40 degrees! The first family outing was a success.

(Nevermind the epic, 40-minute-long temper tantrum G had later when Jeff took a bite of the pizza they were sharing. G wanted Jeff to spit his bite back out and "give it back." Jeff swallowed. G's fury was unleashed...)

Aside from being the expected sleep-deprived parents, we're holding our own so far and doing our best to give Graham the space to express his feelings and frustrations. Mostly though, he's pretty smitten with his little sister.

xo,
A

Welcome, Baby Laurel!

I've been woefully remiss about posting to this blog. I know, I know. And honestly, I can't promise that I'm going to get any better at it. But I am going to try, even if said posts include photos only.

Now on with the big announcement! Baby girl turned one week old yesterday.

Her name is Laurel. Her nickname is Lola, because that's how Graham says Laurel (those Ls and Rs are tough for a 2.5 year old to say!). Lola has stuck with me. Jeff pretty much calls her Laurel. I love both.

Here she is! Born at home in the water; 7 lbs, 3 oz; 20 inches long.

xoxo,
A, J, & Big Bro G-man