More Thanksgiving Photos

Here are a few more Thanksgiving pics, courtesy of our friend Megan.

Happy Thanksgiving!

On Thanksgiving morning while Anne took a shower, Jonah and I talked about what it means to be thankful. And never in my life have I felt gratitude and grace fill me so completely. We had a tearful talk about how scared I was when she was in the hospital, and how grateful and thankful I am for her amazing recovery and her presence in our home and in our lives. Every now and then Anne and I look at each other, and look at her and say, "We have a daughter." It is still sinking in.

We spent our holiday at home. Our friends Megan and Jonathan joined us for a quiet day of delicious food and conversation. It was lovely. Anne and I each got to do some cooking, so you know that things are starting to get back to normal at our house.

Check out the spread.

Like her parents, Jonah is thankful for the crooning of Rufus Wainwright. She gave thanks in her tribute onesie (courtesy of an afternoon craft project by Dad and Aunt Abby).

Some more photos of baby love. (Thanks for the photos, Megan! As always.)

Finding A Routine

Nope, still no internet at home. Hopefully we'll update more frequently when service resumes.

Our first days home with Jonah have been a learning experience, to be sure. We've got a pretty good routine during the nights: wake Jonah before she becomes so hungry that she is too upset to eat (learned the hard way), Anne feeds her until she is good and milk-drunk, hand her to me and I hold her against my chest until she passes out. After that, we put her in her car seat; she hates to be laid down flat. The car seat has become a very good friend of ours. Day time routines are still being established. But all in all, Jonah is an easy baby. She cries when she is hungry, tired, or in need of a diaper change. Other than that she is alert and pretty happy. We are falling in love. All of this learning has meant that we've been spending a lot of time around the house. We even spent an hour or so watching "Smokey Robinson: A Tribute on Ice" yesterday. At one point Anne was heard to say, "Damn, Smokey, you're crackin' me up!" She also announced that she would gladly pay up to $10 to see such a spectacle in person. It was Smokey Robinson singing in front of an ice rink where skaters interpreted his Motown hits. All this time at home has enriched our lives in such unexpected ways.

Okay, here are some photos.
Spending a lot of time in the rocking chair these days. I was really looking forward to this.
My girls sleeping in this morning. After Jonah woke up I brought her into bed with us and she feel back to sleep again. Such a sweet moment.

Jonah at Home

Here are some photos from our first days at home with Jonah. We are getting to know each other, and every day (and night) have been better than the day (and night before).


Jonah loves her sling. Here she is getting ready for her first outing to Whole Foods. (thanks for the warm coat, Grandma Val) We are frequent visitors to the WF these days because our home internet is still out. Awesome.



Some morning coffee and mom love.

Time for bed.