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Going from 0-1 was tough.  Life changed in a pretty jarring way, but enough people told me about it ahead of time that I felt pretty prepared for it.  1 kid you take everywhere… until they’re old enough to have bedtime routines and temper tantrums.

The switch from 1-2 has been easier in ways: I am more confident with taking care of him, and nursing is going a lot better this time around (through no credit of my own– I think he’s just really efficient!).  Life is already disrupted, so more change and crazy isn’t that jarring.  Still, the challenge comes with a big brother in the picture.  Will Noah know we still love him?  How do I tend to both of their needs at once?  (The answer is… I don’t.  I do one at a time.)  There are some moments when I’m overwhelmed… and then there are moments when I’m just thankful.

It’s all so fresh and new right now.  February has been snowy and cold, and I’ve needed some warm sunshine for my spirits.  This kid has been that for us– he is teaching us new things, and I’m really excited to get to know him as he gets older and more expressive.

Here I am, learning this baby thing a second time around (and surrounded by glorious snow!)



In church a little while ago, Suzanne shared a story where her father held his granddaughter for the first time and asked her, “Chloe, what fresh word from God do you have?” And he felt the response soon after: “She is the fresh word from God.” There’s something about a newborn baby that is mysterious, beautiful, and holy.


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Two weeks ago, we welcomed Judah Wrenn into our family after a fast, intense labor. With Mike by my side, our midwife leading us on, and Casey documenting the story, I was lovingly supported and given grace enough to endure it all and meet our boy.  Thanks to all who have helped us in this transition of life from a family of 3 to 4.  We are beyond grateful for such loving, generous family and friends.

I’m off to snuggle my boys!


Two weeks + two days.  That’s how much time until my due date arrives, which we all know means very little in this whole shebang… This pregnancy has gone by much faster than last time, and I’ll chalk that up to being in school and chasing around a toddler in my spare time.  I haven’t read any of the books, haven’t done the same amount of late-night thinking/wondering/planning, and feel oddly like there should be some more anticipation before we add to our numbers.  But dang, am I thankful.  Waiting isn’t fun (at least not when you are swollen and exhausted), so I’ll try my hardest to savor this time while really looking forward to meeting our little unnamed guy.

One of the questions I get the most these days is “how are you feeling?”  I usually respond with, “pregnant.”  I can’t complain– everything I’m feeling is totally normal for late pregnancy.  Still, the novelty has worn off by this point, and I’m tired of being tired.  I won’t miss the heartburn or swollen feet, that’s for sure.

But when I think about it, two more weeks sounds about right to me.  I have some time to mentally prepare myself for labor, which I’m not particularly looking forward to, but I don’t have to wait too much longer to meet Noah’s brother (and drink a giant margarita).

So here’s to January.  Here’s to the waiting, and the tired, and the two-more-weeks time.



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Anybody need a belly laugh today?

I get uptight about plenty of things.  Some of them might matter, most of them don’t… and this kid reminds me that no matter what, it’s always better to take a minute and have yourself a good laugh.

Happy Saturday, friends!  Hope it’s full of lots of giggle-worthy moments!