3 Weeks Update

Things are going well for us here in Ohio, minus the typical new parent complaint about a lack of sleep.  A doctors apointment last week assured us that Caden's Jaundice is clearing and that he has gained back his birth weight, plus some.  Here are a few pics from the past 2 weeks.  Enjoy!

2 weeks

3 weeks

Nice and relaxed after a warm bath

Ready Or Not.... Here He Comes!!!!

Caden Maxwell
Born December 28, 2011
6 pounds 15.9 ounces (the official weight was 6 pounds 16 ounces... still trying to figure that one out!)
18.5 inches long

In the Delivery Room.

Poor guy doesn't stand a chance on the dance floor....

Actually, I was much relieved when the nurse explained that she accidentally stamped the same foot twice!

Someone gifted my Grandma with this vase when she was in the hospital with my Mom.  My Grandma then gave it to my Mom when she had my brother.  Many states and an airplane ride away, the vase made it up to Ohio for me!!!  It's a very special vase!

Caden's one week photo.

On day 3 we discovered that his Jaundice was bad enough that he needed to go under the Biliblanket.  I am very happy that we had the in-home care option, but the poor little guy was glowing blue for a good 2+ days, didn't make for good photo ops!  The Jaundice is better now and we are hoping to get more pics soon!

What's In a Name?

Well, there’s a lot in this little boy’s name... 

Some may say too much, but those who know me wouldn't expect anyting less! 

We started with picking a letter, because honestly, there are so many options, we would’ve never figured the name out otherwise.  Being that C fits perfectly between B (for Brad) and D (for Deanna), it was the obvious choice.  We decided that we would leave the tribute to the German heritage for the middle name, because choosing a C didn’t give us many options.  Caden was a name that we both liked and could get out relatively fast without butchering (expecting that this little boy is a B-O-Y).  After going through a couple of branches on the old family tree, I realized that we had some names that have already been accounted for, some names that just wouldn’t cut it for a modern day little boy, and that although I am an incredibly proud decendant of Andrew Brock, he just wasn't German enough.  One of the common factors that I found on Karl (Great Great Uncle) and Otto Pfefferkorn’s (Great Great Grandfather) immigration record, from Munich, was that their destination was listed as Maxwell, Texas.  Being that Karl and Otto were immigrating to America, I’m sure they saw Maxwell as a sign of freedom, hope for the future and new beginnings.  It was there that the Pfefferkorns would stay, until my Grandpa eventually moved to Lockhart (7 miles down the road).  To this day, my Grandparents are still involved in the Maxwell Social Club, attending monthly pot luck dinners, with... you got it...  lots of other Germans.