this is my baby jonah. lauren calls him “baby donah”. which makes me immediately think of donuts. this obviously, causes me to call him “jonut”. his sweet cheeks have nothing to do with his new nickname. and neither do his teeny tiny fingers. or his teeny tiny toes. eh, who am i kidding?  it has everything to do with the sweetness of these toes. all the way up to his nose. the only downside to this, of course, is my disturbingly frequent craving for donuts.

the kids have recently discovered the wonder that is nutella on toast. “hey mommy, did i get a little on my face?”

a woman, mrs. kim, is staying with us for two weeks to help out with cooking, laundry, and caring for the kids. i’m very grateful to her. she’s a friend of my stepmom’s. mira enlisted her help because she and my dad were very concerned about how i’d manage on my own with a newborn. i’m very grateful to them, too. mrs. kim told me tonight she came to help me out because she kept thinking about her own daughter and what she’d do if her daughter were in my situation. and that’s how she decided to come stay with us. which leaves me to wonder. and i’m only going…

call me crazy, but staying in the hospital for the couple days after having a baby always feels like a mini-vacation to me.  i mean, someone brings you warm food three times a day, nurses bring you juice cups, graham crackers, and turkey sandwiches for late night snacks, you get to just lie around in bed all day, and they’ll even whisk the baby off to the nursery if you want to get some shut-eye.  what’s not to love? the only thing that keeps it from being a truly great getaway is the terribly uncomfortable pull-out chair bed that phil gets to sleep on.  i suggested he bring an air…

baby jonah’s here!  wait, did i forget to mention that before?  it’s been a whirlwind of a week and before i forget too many details (though i did keep an outline while in labor), here is our jonah’s birth story. previously, at my 36-week appointment, the doctor said i was at 1-2 cm and the baby’s head was low.  he had said then that if i progressed further by the following week, we might just go ahead and induce if i hadn’t gone already since i had super fast deliveries with the previous babies.  i was comfortable with that plan since one of my bigger fears was going in to…