Introducing…. our Second Daughter

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Apr 21, 2015


Waylynn Day
October 29, 2014
6 lbs 4 oz
21 inches

The most common question I get when people learn we have a new baby is “What is it like having two kids?”.  Well, she’s five months old already and I’m just now getting to blogging about her arrival.  I think that fact might just sum it up nicely.  Almost all of these pictures are from five months ago – when she was new and oh so tiny.  She’s obviously bigger now, but pause time with me for a moment to go back.


Thanks to a rough c-section and recovery, I didn’t get to witness Mini meeting her little sister for the first time.  Though I know her excitement was high!  We were so fortunate that the amazing network of photographers in Milwaukee swung into action and made sure someone was there to photograph these moments when our original plan went to pieces (emergency c-sections will do that).  We are so grateful that our friend Sarah Spottswood dropped everything to be there to capture it for us.


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If you are a reader of the blog, you know that my pregnancy with our newest addition was nothing short of dramatic.  I’ll always be connected to this little one in a special way I think – we spent so many hours, days and weeks just memorizing each other’s heartbeats in a hospital bed, just her and me.

She came earlier than we had planned, but late enough to be healthy and safe.  Since she was 6 weeks early, she (and I) spent the first week+ of her life in the hospital, being monitored.  Hubby and I spent those days introducing her to those who love her most one at a time (as per Nursery rules), holding her for hours, and staring at the monitors keeping track of her every breath and heartbeat.



The last two days in the hospital, Squeak and I got to share a room {finally!}.


Taking this little one home was so emotional.  Just the idea of not living in a hospital, of being able to walk out under my own power – mind-boggling.  As we drove home on the blustery day, just an ordinary afternoon – I turned around to see two carseats in the back of our truck, and my older daughter talking to my younger one.  That moment right there was victory.  We had finally made it.  We were leaving a hospital and taking her home!


The sharp-eyed among you will notice that Mini is holding onto a cart that is wheeling my computer out of the hospital.  My office was all set-up there, in my room.  Squeak arrived at the tail-end of wedding season, and there was still a lot of work to be done!

Mini is a wonderful big sister.  She adores the role, and takes great pride in helping and teaching her younger counterpart all the ways of the world.

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A friend once characterized her second baby as a “bonus”.  She was so right.  We are already broken-in as parents, and I’ve found we get to just enjoy Squeak’s baby-ness so much more this time around.  The sweet smiles, the heavenly scent, the never-ending snuggles.  Since she was a preemie, we had an extended period of newborn-ness that was really fun to relish in.  She was so squishy, and preferred to be in the best version of a pretzel she could create, and snuggled up against the closest heartbeat, for months.

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She was so tiny too – that’s a spit up cloth she’s using for a blanket!


I marveled (still do) at her hair – Mini had almost none when she was born, and Squeak has a bunch of light brown locks.  So sweet.  They look a lot alike except for their coloring – we can’t wait to see how Squeak grows into her features.

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This next picture is possibly the best photo I’ve ever taken, entirely for personal reasons.  It turns me inside out with emotion each time I look at it.  Getting our little Squeak was a huge challenge.  Medical complications from Mini’s birth and subsequent surgeries made it unsafe to conceive naturally.  It’s a story that could fill a novel (maybe one day I’ll have the stomach to write it).  Squeak is an IVF baby.  What it took to bring her into this world, it’s not something I can really convey with words.  But this photo does it for me.  This photo was taken just a month ago, on the one year anniversary of the day we implanted Squeak.  That’s her – at 8 cells in that little picture.  A picture we hung on our fridge and hoped with everything we had that it would work this time.  Maybe it’s not something you can understand until you’ve walked that road.  But seeing her hold the first photo of herself – and knowing what an incredible little human we have been blessed with – there are no words.


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  1. Sarah

    April 23rd, 2015 at 6:13 pm

    Such a precious moment to capture. Such a beautiful little girl. Congrats once again Michel Family!

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