I say more stress lightly now because Max is such a great baby. The most stressful thing Max does is poop a lot. Seriously a lot. But other than that thus far he pretty much eats and sleeps. When he is awake, unless he is actually hungry he is happy.
Aurora is doing wonderful. She spent most of the first day in the hospital with us and when given the choice in the evening to stay longer with mom and Max or go to dance class, she seemed torn. Dance class won but that is understandable. Unfortunately that night she started the stomach virus that we all passed around eventually.
She is doing great with Max. She always wants to be around him and "help." Her version of help and my version of help are two different things but she has good intentions. The only way I noticed her reacting with any jealously was the first couple of days she became daddy's girl as I was constantly feeding, changing and tending to Max. She became even more of daddy's girl than usual. The stomach virus catching up with me on Christmas Eve night/Day did not help either. I got out of bed to watch her open gifts and other than that and feeding Max, I was pretty much sleeping the rest of the day. Max had got it too so he didn't mind sleeping with me. This is most of what my Christmas day was.
|Aurora resting up after a long couple of days.|
|She did not want to hold Max for a while but finally she felt up to it. Awesome hair, I know.|
|Trying to spy Santa arriving.|
|Waiting for Santa|
|We let her open a few presents not from Santa on Christmas Eve.|
|And we can finally go to bed.|