Bean doing what Bean does best. She makes us smile.


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[pur-fikt] – adjective
exactly right, without any flaws or defects

It’s hard to wrap my head around just how much has changed in a little over two weeks. Pretty much everything. It’s easy to point out the details: the lack of sleep, the constant laundry, diaper changes, feedings, the sheer number of times Laura and I say the word “poop” in a day. But then there are those tiny little moments, like when Emily’s impossibly small fingers grasp the collar of my shirt just before she falls asleep on my chest. Or when I look over and see her and her mother sitting there , faces ten inches apart, locked eye to eye, each wondering who the other is and will be that the enormity of the change is almost overwhelming. There is this new person here, completely dependent on us – for everything. Will we be good enough? What mistakes will we make? How many have we made already? Should we be doing more? Is she eating enough? Too much? The right stuff? How do we know?
It’s all a big mystery, to us anyway. As for Emily Blu – well, she was born full of faith and trust. She looks quietly into our eyes. And holds our fingers tightly when we feed her. And in between those times – which is most of the time – she dreams. So, you tell me – who has it all figured out already?
From left to right: dad – looking for signs, emily blu – dreaming big
Laura and I had the best Christmas ever. We got to bring our little “M-Bean” home on December 25th. We were both elated and exhausted, but it was everything we wanted it to be and more than we could’ve ever hoped for. Then on Saturday, we had a routine follow up with our local pediatrician. And Emily was a bit jaundice. So, to make a long story short, we got a return ticket to the hospital for an additional 24 hours of photo therapy.
Don’t let the pictures here fool you. As far as we could tell, Emily was diggin’ her nic-u (we’ve been watching too many hospital dramas) tanning booth. She spent 12 hours sprawled out with plenty of room, basking in warmth and light and getting fed every two hours, while mom and dad were crammed head to toe on a fold out cot, recording diaper contents and food intake.
Twenty four hours later, we were back at home again, still elated and a little more exhausted, but very ready, as Laura put it, “to be three” for a little while….

Speechless….


dob: 12/22/09, 2:11 PM, weight: 7lb 9.5 oz, size: 19.5 in. – everything else: priceless
Today’s the day. We’re as ready as we’re ever going to be. Laura and I are very grateful for all of the support and kindness we’ve received along the way – we’re incredibly lucky to have so many great people in our lives.
Time to leap…..


Twas the week before baby
and after cleaning the house
Patrick & Laura parked their butts on the couch
the crib and the play-n-go had been assembled with care
in hopes that b2b soon would be there
Soft fuzzy blankets had been folded and stacked by the bed
as visions of baby parts danced in our heads.
And Laura in her stretch pants and I in my fleece cap
finally pulled down the shades for a much needed nap
when from over on Laura’s side there arose such a clatter
I forced myself to roll over and mumble “what’s the matter?”
“Put your hand over here!” she exclaimed, “Come on, hurry!”
B2B was kicking those feet in a flurry.
“I can feel my belly tighten with all of those kicks.”
“Should we rush to the hospital?”
“No,” she said calmly, “It’s just Braxton-Hicks.”
T Minus 5!!!



Matt and Jess – you’ve done an amazing job with your family. I hope that Laura and I are half as good at being parents as the two of you are. We’ve had so much fun these past few days, and we’re not ready for it to end just yet. Can’t wait to see you all later today. For us, it’s like Christmas came a little early this year…

