Almost 4 weeks young

Mom and the 'boys'

Maybe the cutest pout ever

Quinn - aka Chubba Chubb

Dad and his lil' man after the 1st Lynn Valley hike for Quinn

Bath time!

Quinn loves the water and suds!

Taking in the view at Spanish Banks

Las primeras semanas

Quinn seems to change as quickly as the autumn leaves outside. Everyday is a new adventure - full of new expressions, movements, gazes and noises. Everyone that meets him has one thing in common to say... 'what a healthy baby!'. He is a sturdy as the day he was born - growing bigger and stronger with every passing moment. At his last check up he had already passed the 10lb mark and is as strong as a bull. As we lay in bed with this amazing human being between us, we reminisce over the past (very short and very long) two weeks of the countless memories, stories and uncontrollable laughter. Who knew that projectile poo, spit up and pee could be so much fun and life enriching!

Clothing optional ... Quinn's favorite

Professional napper - during the daytime

His favorite bathrobe .. thanks Uncle Calen & Aunt Daniela!

The calming grace of Grandma Laurie

The baby beard continues ... Quinn does not mind

Looking handsome in his original duds for outing #1

Rather cozy in his handmade blankey, gracias Danica!

Already making friends - prenatal class reunion

Guess what this face means?

The Mighty Quinn...

A timely little bambino... I woke up on September 29th, his due date, with the sensations that everything was starting. Early labor progressed as I went about my day with sporadic contractions that became more intense and regular - walking Tucker, meeting friends for coffee in the sunshine and going to acupuncture. By the time Goran got home from work around 5pm, I was resting in bed with Tucker preparing for the long night ahead. We played music, labored in the birthing pool, did the 'contraction waltz' throughout our candle-lit house until sunrise. We were fortunate to have wonderful midwives support us in our home birth and Quinn joined us the following day, September 30th, at 12:55pm in our living room. He came into the world wide-eyed and alert, was placed straight onto my chest while staring up at his dad. He latched on within 10 minutes and stayed on my chest as Goran cut the umbilical cord. An intensely surreal and magical experience ...

Quinn with his cone head and insulation... within the hour of being born

Our lovely midwife Leslie .. checking over the little big guy at 9lbs 4oz. Though Quinn's gaze never left daddy.

The elated and extremely tired new family

Quinn in Grandpa Milos' arms

Absolute admiration..

Grandma Laurie with Quinn

Oh the faces ... from day one!

Here I am ... all 58 centimeters of me.

The love ... undescribable

Quinn aka 'Stretch'