Jack turned one month old a few weeks ago...

Jack is doing great! At nearly 6 weeks, his final bedtime is usually 11 pm. He has been waking up mostly at 4 am, but sometimes at 2:30 am, for a quick and ravenous feed, after which he plunges back into a deep sleep. Either way, he usually is up again at 6 am for a more leisurely, drowsier feeding and then settles into a first morning nap until 9 or 10. His 5-week weight check showed him at 9 pounds, 5 ounces.

We're seeing some real smiles. I love the jowlsy cheeks . The second chin looks like it might divide into a third.
Owen is back to feeling much better. He hasn't needed any pain medication for a few days, so I think it's time to clear the pharmacy off my kitchen windowsill. Here he is watching his requested DVD--a Dave Matthews concert. We had a glimpse of his future aspirations when he told Jason he wants to play music on TV.

Helen continues to love on her baby brother. She has really done a one-eighty.

Before Jack arrived, I was seriously stressed about how all three kids were going to get along, and was dreading the adjustment period. The week before his birth, I felt like I had an impression from God. I pictured Jack on a blanket on the floor, with Owen and Helen busy around him, pausing their play once in a while to kiss him and snuggle with him. After that, I had peace. And really, we've actually had a few moments just like that.