An update after week one . . .

So, we've officially reached one full week as a family of five. I'm sure there are some of you out there who, unfortunately, aren't able to see our little family on a daily basis so you're probably wondering how the transition is going so far.

Cole and Karlene came home from the hospital this past Thursday morning. The kids and I were extremely glad to have them come home and begin this next chapter in our family history. Cole spent a couple days under the lights making sure he was getting all the vitamin D his little body could handle. So far he's been a little bit yellow but nothing out of the ordinary really. God has been so gracious to this little man and we make sure to say thank you each and every day for that.

Since they came home life has been busy, not insanely-so. Carter and Jenna have adjusted well to having their little brother home. We are thankful to have such good kids.

Jenna's first question every morning when she wakes up is, "Where's the baby?". She always wants to know where Cole is and it's so neat to see how much she loves this little guy already. She sometimes gets a little too intense with her love and affection for him- so much so that she wants to pick him up and squeeze him, or put her head on top of his because she just can't quite get close enough. It's somewhat cute but, at only a week old, even little two-year-old Jenna looks like she could squash him like a bug.

Carter can't wait for Cole to be big enough to start playing sports. All summer Carter and I have been working on his baseball swing and he's really becoming quite a good hitter (and without any HGH or anabolic steroids I might add). I started throwing overhand to him yesterday and he just about hit one out of the backyard (ended up being a line drive that hit about 3/4 of the way up the fence). If you've seen our backyard you'll understand that it's a pretty good poke to get it out of there. Anyways, he's having a blast and showing his aptitude at yet another sport. He can't wait until he can teach Cole to do one-timer's in hockey, or how to hit in baseball, or shoot a basketball, or play trac-ball, tennis, or soccer. Needless to say I don't think we'll have to worry about Cole having an outlet for his energy. Sport-nazi Carter will take care of that.

So, after week one I'd have to say that the future looks bright for the Saskatchewan chapter of the Benallick family. Week two looks to have the potential for a little more drama as Daddy goes back to work on Tuesday (potentially) and poor Mommy has to start the adjustment to being one-on-three for 8 hours each day. Needless to say, your prayers for Karlene can shift from safe delivery and quick recovery to maintained sanity and cooperative children who will all be looking for a big slice of the attention pie.

We'll keep you posted. If you don't hear back from me within a week, send in the search and rescue:).