our life now

Today, life at our house changed forever, and–I think–for the better. At 7:46 pm, Hazel Madeline Smith was born. While I was in labor, Nora wrote Hazel a message in my notebook. Jeff helped her spell it, but I think the idea and the words are all Nora.

There’s something so difficult but so incredibly magical about a three-year-old opening up room in her life for a new baby sister. I can’t wait to see their relationship grow, and I can’t believe how lucky I am they’re both mine.

31 weeks

The bad news: the best BabyCenter could come up with for a 3.3-pound equivalent was four navel oranges. The good news: recipes with oranges are really easy to come by. Since potluck this week was a double-whammy of Easter Sunday (with my parents as special guests) and Eat Yo Baby, we had an unprecedented FOUR orange-themed dishes. I made orange herb roasted chicken (my first whole chicken experience ever) and orange rolls, Jeffrey made a salad with cranberries, apples, almonds, and oranges, and Sarah made a cake (in the shape of an ampersand) with orange-flavored frosting. E and my mom made awesome (non-orangey) contributions as well, and we all ate ourselves silly.

29 weeks

This week, our favorite delicious baby weighs as much as a butternut squash (2 1/2 pounds). Jeff included cubes of squash on some of his marinated steak and chicken kebabs, and Sarah baked up some yummy squash with honey, olive oil, and chili powder. Everybody tried to be really careful and not let the squash touch any of the other food, but unfortunately this Eat Yo Baby session almost killed Blake. Thank goodness for Benadryl.
Bonus belly shot! Clearly, I have been putting all these great Eat Yo Baby meals to very good use.

25 weeks

This week the baby weighs a pound and a half, as much as a rutabaga. Since none of us had ever eaten a rutabaga before (and were confused as to why someone would try to cross a turnip and a cabbage), we were excited (afraid?) for this week’s Eat Yo Baby. Jeff in particular was so excited that even though it was my turn, he bought rutabaga at the store and found a recipe before asking me if we could swap potluck dishes. His rutabaga and carrots with a lime dill glaze were so tasty that all was forgiven.