Born Tuesday, August 23, 2016 at 7:22 PM
9 lbs, 21 inches long
Kate calls him "The Baby Brother." As in, "Can I hold the baby brother?" She and Jayne both love helping with anything he needs. Currently, Drew's "bed" is a swing just outside our bedroom, and sometimes when I'm sleeping in the morning or taking a nap, Drew will wake up and start to fuss. I often hear Kate's sweet little voice talking to him, followed by silence from Drew. When I get up, Drew is asleep, covered by a fresh blanket, sucking on a pacifier. The small ottoman is pulled over close to the baby swing, and I know Kate sat there, offering the pacifier and watching her brother until he fell asleep.
Jayne calls him "Baby Jew." She loves touching him: "Can I touch a head? Can I touch a ear? Can I touch a hand?"
Jay was talking to a friend and said, "I'm not going to lie: it's pretty great to have a son."
As for me, I'm just trying to memorize the heavy weight of him curled up on my chest, his small, downy head cradled against my neck, his whole hand clenched around my finger.
And Drew? He really is a little sweetheart: snuggly, easily calmed, and a good sleeper. His skin is covered in peach fuzz and his hair is strawberry blonde. He has scrawny little legs, a flat tush, and a double chin. He's three weeks old today, and it feels like he's been here forever. We love our little guy.