Yellow-Bellied Sap Sucker

This is an update from Derrick. Today the pediatrician came and overnight the jaundice indicator number (bilirubin) went from 8 to 18. Nothing major but they decided to put him under the 'lights' today. Meghan has been pumping and feeding extra to try to help flush the extra stuff (red blood cells?) out of him. On an international note the word 'jaundice' comes from the French word for yellow: jaune. The mere thought of him not being able to go home with us tomorrow brought me to tears and Meghan cried when I did. I think it was a good release. I also think that by this time tomorrow Meg's parents will be up here, my big sis will be gone, and he will be all set to come home with us. Let's pray to that end. God has been faithful in everything, so if we haven't given him praise on here yet let me do that this fine Sunday morning:

Conception, pregnancy, and birth are easily 3 of the most miraculous things on earth AND they are the most normal things ever. This 'normal miracle' that has come into our lives is awesome. To God be the glory. How crazy is it that we get to take part in creating a life? And as our pastor prayed with us Thursday, how marvelous to be a part of creating an eternal life, for all human life is eternal. And let us not forget that there was (in Christ) and will be (in us) a bodily resurrection. I'm not saying I understand these mysteries, but it is cool to reflect on them. See 1 Corinthians 15:35ff. I love it.

I will add some more photos here. Keep commenting, we love to read them. Thanks for everything and special thanks to Tiffany for coming up and being wicked helpful ('wicked' is a Bostonian adjective meaning 'very') and to Matt for encouraging her to come (and keeping 75% of their children by himself). Meghan is resting right now and the quiet dark room is nice.

This is Tiff.
Beautiful crying baby.
We've tried to capture some yawns and sneezes but none so far.
Side view. If you look real close you can see the 'wide load' sign...
Father and son.
Mother and child.
Soaking up some sun this morning to help with the jaundice.
Baby 'Chubber' (that's what I've been calling him) comfy between his Daddy's legs.

Still doing well.

Here are some more photos: (Meghan will have to type up the whole story at some point...)

Meet Moses Tucker Smith: 9 lbs. 10 oz. 21.5 in. of pure love!

thought i was gonna write but heres pix

The Crib

Throughout the pregnancy I've realized that those who manufacture baby products (be it bottles, rattles, nursing wraps, or cribs) have quite the corner on the market. Something that should be relatively easy to buy or find - like a crib - is not always the case. My parents graciously offered to buy us our crib and after much research and frustration we decided on a nice one that will last a long time. We had to drive to New Hampshire to pick it up and so we borrowed our friends' Blazer to bring it home. When they pulled it out from the back Derrick and I looked at each other and started laughing! The thing was the size of a small house - literally! There was no way it was going to fit in the Blazer - a semi, maybe! We tried to find a UHaul place and begged Home Depot but, alas, we had no luck and had to return the thing and drive back to Mass empty handed.
After ordering it again to a closer store and coaxing one of the Chick-fila workers who owns a truck to help us bring it home (not my idea but Derrick's crazy ideas usually turn out to be great ones!), it finally arrived! While we are both convinced that's it's too nice for "our station in life" I am thrilled to own it and am so grateful for it! Now all it lacks is a little cute baby to support and keep warm.








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