Introducing Max Timothy McKean, our little miracle baby. <3
Max was delivered via c-section, four weeks early, on August 3rd at 11:55 a.m. He was 6 lbs 14 oz. and 19 inches long. Slightly irritated by his sudden eviction, he let out a solid wail, and when I heard it, I thought I’d never heard a more beautiful sound.
The doctor brought him around the barrier to show me, and I instantly fell in love. My first words were, “He looks like Miles!” Brad was able to go officially meet him while they examined him, and Max stopped crying as soon as he put his hand on his chest. <3
Our little angel required no time in the NICU whatsoever, an absolute answer to prayers. They wrapped him up like a sweet little burrito and he promptly fell asleep. After a bit of urging, he started eating, which is an important first step for preemie babies to get his blood sugar up. He was super sleepy, also common for preemies, so we had to set our alarm every three hours for the first five weeks to make sure he ate. It went against everything in me to wake a sleeping baby, but I did it anyway.
And that pretty much sums up Max’s first two months of life. He has continued to sleep like a little angel pretty much nonstop… through his first baseball game, lots of visits from friends and family, his doting mommy dressing him in lots of tiny little outfits with matching tiny little hats, and his very LOUD older brother.
And speaking of his older brother, Miles was immediately smitten. He promptly began calling him “my baby” and covering him with kisses. He regularly asks to hold his baby, and does a great job… until he decides he’s done and drops his supporting arm. Max doesn’t seem to mind though. 🙂
What have I learned in my first month as a mother of two? First and foremost, I’ve realized how lucky we are. My tough little baby boy was born without complications, despite what could have been a very complicated delivery. The fact that he made it to 36 weeks, didn’t have to go to the NICU, and had literally no issues after birth is a miracle, and a true testament to the excellent care I received from my doctor and the staff at Riverside hospital, and the many, many prayers that were said for us as well.
I’ve also learned balance. It’s amazing how one tiny little human can turn your life upside down. All he does is sleep right now, but it’s still another person to feed and care for (and so much laundry… how can there be so much laundry?!). I’ve learned that sometimes, I have to walk away from a dirty kitchen to take a nap, so that I can be on for when Miles walks in the door. And I know that’s good practice for when I go back to work and $#*t gets real.
I’ve also learned that the heart can hold more love than I even knew was possible. Max is the piece of the puzzle that I didn’t even know we were missing. He completes our family so perfectly, and is more amazing than we could have imagined. We brought him home after an incredibly hard month, and I felt such a blissful sense of peace. I’m finally home with my boys, right where I belong. It was a crazy journey, but it taught me a lot about myself and best of all, it ended in the most perfect little gift.
We are so lucky to have you in our lives, Baby Max. I hope you always know how much you are loved. <3