Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Happy Father's Day

Here are a few of my recent favorites of Ryan with our boys.










If they look tired and unhappy it's because they are. Levi got the 24 hour flu  Saturday night before Father's Day. Between Isaac's feedings and Levi's fever, Ryan and I were up a number of times that night. Needless to say, Father's Day wasn't that much fun, but we celebrated the best daddy the best we could.

Monday, June 14, 2010

Isaac is here!

 Born June 5, 2010
9 pounds, 6 ounces, and 22 inches
8:42 p.m.




A happy and relieved dad and mom. I was very thankful that I didn't have to have a C-section this time.

Levi's first time holding Isaac. He loves to hold him for a few seconds and then he's done :). He already loves his brother very much. Last night he included Isaac in his prayers, "and Issac, too."

Unfortunately, Issac had to be in the nursery for his first two hours of life so Grammy and the aunts weren't able to hold him until the next day. Here they are posing in front of the nursery window with Isaac in the background.


Levi listening to Issac's heart with Nurse Angie presiding over him.


Grammy and Isaac

My boys and me.



Levi and Ike in matching T-shirts. Thanks Auntie Connie!

So how is Levi doing, you ask?

The Good: He loves to give Isaac kisses, bring Isaac his stuffed animals, cover him up with blankets (I found Issac on the couch with three blankets on him in addition to being swaddled!), and sing him the ABC's while gently petting his soft little head. He really has not lashed out at Isaac at all. So far he seems to feel only love for him and is very excited about having a brother.

The Bad: Levi is definitely testing us more...especially me when Daddy isn't around. He knows that I can't hop right up all the time to discipline him and so he's pushing the limits.

The Ugly: There's nothing truly ugly, but Levi has had a couple of major emotional melt-downs since Isaac's arrival. Both were my fault because I forgot to take care of his needs (he hadn't eaten a bite for four hours and he was walking around in a full, dirty diaper for who knows how long).