The comparisons begin
She's stolen TWO of my hooded sweatshirts

So far so good

This morning, while Phillip was at the grocery store with Jack, I went upstairs to take a shower. I put Molly in the crib, popped a pacifier in her mouth and turned on the water. I did not grab Jack's baby monitor and reinstall it in my room so I could hear Molly, or roll the crib into the bathroom, although I did leave the door open. And when I had tons of shampoo in my hair and I heard her start crying, I simply washed out the shampoo, stepped out of the shower, put the pacifier back in her mouth and got back into my hot steamy beautiful shower.

I am way- like 100,000,000 times WAY- more relaxed about this baby.

Not about everything. I suffered wave after wave of anxiety yesterday after we got home from the hospital. The first time it had to do with the hearing test, which one ear failed to pass by, like, 3 points or something, and Phillip bringing up that study about how hearing loss in one ear is a correlating factor with SIDS. Then it was while I was feeding Molly and Phillip was giving Jack his lunch and I started to freak out about how I was going to feed two babies when Phillip goes back to work. Then it was at night when I realized I wasn't going to sleep and probably wasn't going to sleep ever again.

But other things! Other things I am the picture of Calm Cool and Collected. Putting the baby down, the squawking, dressing her, bathing her, not freaking out about the newborn skin weirdnesses, the schedule- OH MY GOD THE SCHEDULE. I didn't really have a schedule with Jack. I wasn't purposefully doing the feeding on demand thing, it's just what worked for my sleep deprived brain and it never really occurred to me to get him on a schedule until he was 3 or 4 months old. But yesterday I was all "Every two hours!" except if it wasn't exactly two hours I didn't really care, I wasn't writing it down and if she didn't eat when she was supposed to, no big deal we tried again a little bit later. Later this afternoon we have to take her to the pediatrician and I have not spent one minute of time wondering how and when I will feed her before (or after!) the 3pm appointment. This is where you start wondering if I have been kidnapped by aliens and replaced with some mutant anything-goes version of myself.

I have written one line of the How Molly Arrived On Earth story, but then I start to feel guilty about Liz pushing for forty-seven hours and Manda having back labor (and a TEN POUNDER). I have nothing to complain about, but since I fully intend to complain, I might have to wait a bit to get over this guilt complex thing.

Anyway. On to pictures!

The first sniff.

The first outfit. Also: evidence of pudge.

(Maggie's Mom: Let's put on an outfit!
Maggie's Dad: She's not a PAPER DOLL.
Maggie and Maggie's Mom: You be quiet. WHERE ARE THE OUTFITS?)

Almost ready to go home.

Someone forgot to bring the infant headrest...

Oops! I forgot my Contractually Obligated Link: Go read the birth announcement at Parenting and see yet ANOTHER picture. 



Maggie, she's beautiful! It sounds like you're doing a great job keeping perspective with the two kids.

I would like to request more photos of Jack & Molly together, you know, when you have few extra minutes :-)


She's beautiful.

And you? You are MY HERO. The End.


Oh, she isn't even just cute, she's absolutely beautiful, and I don't say that often when it comes to newborns. Also, yay you for being so relaxed. My master plan is to be relaxed like that with the first baby, thanks to all the brilliant blogs I read. Somehow I'm doubting it'll happen that way.

Dr. Maureen

Good for you, Maggie! I am extremely impressed by your calm. I get the anxious tummy whenever I think about having two babies, and I am not even pregnant.

Also, your two children are unbelievably adorable. Jack, of course, looks humongous all of a sudden.

Oh, by the way, I looked up your kids' names at, and apparently, there is exactly one Jackson Cheung. It's not really that scientific, but it was fun to see, since the other unusual names I put in came up as "less than 1."


Cute, cute, cute, cute! Let me know when you want visitors! And what I can bring!


She is so cute! Hooray for you for being calm, cool, and collected!


Ahem. Your blogger photo at Parenting needs to be updated now I suppose. Also, I love newborn babies, and think they are all sooooo cute. The miniatureness alone gets me. Throw in an outfit and a toddler holding a baby and OMG. I am totally envious of people who's family's seem to have an endless supply. :( Thank God for internet babies.


Gah - I cannot take the adorableness - she is just so precious!
:) becky

Mrs. Me

Congratulations! She is super cute and I totally agree that Baby #2 is a jillion times easier.

I used to comment as Morgan S., but now I have a new blog, one my mother-in-law and employer don't know about. Whoo hoo!


I'm usually not comfortable with, around or near babies but I can't ever get over their fabulous baby hands. She's adorable and you're a zen master for not freaking out.


Wow! I go on vacation and you have your baby. Congrats. I need to go back and read over the last few days.
BTW, I love the name Molly, so sweet!


Ack, the Cuteness! It's overwhelming!!

Hey, so I've been getting like 6 or less hours of sleep every night this week (first week of school) and I'm am dying. And then I thought of you and realized I need to get a grip. :-)

Congratulations again - you have two adorable children!!


Love those long fingers.


Congratulations! Molly is adorable. For some reason, this pregnancy seemed to not last very long...time flies when you're on the "observer" end of a pregnancy. LOL.

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