7 weeks

Jake will be 7 weeks in just a few hours. It's hard to believe. I spent this morning with him on my lap asking him "where did my little baby go? You're my big baby now!" He's still not really smiling, so he looked very seriously at me while I asked him this over and over.

In other exciting news, Auntie Kathy came to visit and I got to catch up on some sleep. She was the start of our family visits this summer. My parents will be out this week, followed by Auntie Jeanne next week. I officially had my first taste of alcohol when Auntie Kathy was here. It was nice to have a glass of wine, but I honestly miss diet coke and coffee so much more.

We ventured out into the world this past week even though my peditrician insists staying home for the first two months. I'm a nervous mother, but not nervous enough to stay trapped in our house for another four weeks. So we tried 'baby boot camp.' It was in the wealthy city next door, so I wasn't surprised when I showed up and all the other mothers had on special work out clothes and fancy jogger strollers. I was in sweats with my Chicco stroller. The class was doing normal workout stuff like lunges and squats. Then the class was instructed to step up onto a bench and down (like step aerobices). I stepped up, realized my post-pregnancy leg was jello, and fell backwards, off the bench and onto my stroller. I was so embarrassed, I didn't realize how much I hurt myself; my back and leg have these horrible bruises on them. I was thankful that at 6 weeks old, Jake is too young to be embarrassed by me!

In sad news, we said goodbye to Maggie. Her cancer came back and was just to much for her to battle anymore. We're so thankful for the year she was part of our family.

Jake's first weeks

He's here! Our perfect little boy - Jacob Yim Murphy.

I thought for sure I'd be posting like crazy our first few weeks. I had no idea that a newborn could keep me so busy.

Jake was born on May 13th - just after midnight. He shares a birthday with his Auntie Kathy! I was induced on May 12th. Most of my 20-hour labor was smooth and uneventful. It got hairy at the end, but it's true what they say about quickly forgetting everything. Jake never dropped, so my doctor ordered a c-section for me around 10 pm on May 12th. I begged to have a vaginal birth, got my way, and then two hours later I was begging for the c-section. After 2.5 hours of pushing, Jake's head popped out. I still remember mustering up the strength to sit up and look. I'll never forget seeing his face, with one eye open. I still didn't know at that point if he was a boy or a girl, but I understood what love at first sight is.

The past few weeks have been amazing and emotional and I'm thankful every day that I have such a healthy little guy. He eats like crazy, snorts when he gets extra hungry, farts so loud it makes me laugh hysterically, and covers his little ears with his chubby little hands when I try to sing to him. I think he's smiling at me but I bet it's just gas. His hands and feet are so cute I want to gobble them up. He hates getting a bath but loves his ducky bath towel and coos when he's wrapped up in it. He likes when I play John Denver on the iPod. All and all he's just the best thing I've ever come across in my entire life... he's a little fussier than your average baby and that's hard to watch him suffer through, but we're working with his peditrician to try different things to help him through his bad spells at night and get his little digestive system on track.

We're now busy with visits from family and friends. Jake and I take walks every day and spend time playing with Maggie. But it seems like 99% of the time is spent feeding him!

Our main computer died, so we aren't able to upload any new pictures of him. But here's one from his early days.