Dear Journal, It has been two weeks since Jack and I were blessed with our little Max. I can see so much of Jack in him that it is not even funny. The Taylor's and the Cook's have come over so much in the past couple of weeks admiring him. But, the ones who seem to really be fascinated with him are Millie and Anna. Millie loves to talk to him; she'll talk to him all the time she comes over, and Anna always holds him. She is so excited about having her baby that she just "Wants to burst." I just let out a chuckle and say, "You and Scott will both love it." Max is healthy, and he was born without any complications. He is such a good child. He practically never cries. Jack is really good with him, and I'm so happy that he is happy. If that makes any sense. Jack is always willing to hold him, and when he comes home from work he always holds him after he kisses me. Jack told me that as soon as Max gets old enough that we'll go ice fishing. If Jack doesn't mind, which he probably won't, I would like to have a second child. This time, a girl, but then again I can't say that I want a girl, and magically get one. But if it does happen, I'll pray every day for one. Well, I should go. Dr. Mackenzie should be here any time to check up on Max and I.
Dear Journal, Both Max and I got good reports from the doctor. I'm so tired. Max practically kept me up all night. Jack offered to stay up all night with Max, but I said, "No," since it was a weeknight, and he needed to get his sleep so he wouldn't doze off at work. Jack came home today with a copy of a book, and it had his illustrations that he made in it! They're so beautiful, and he even colored them, which made them ten times better. Jack said that the book is for Max, and he gave me my own copy. He said that he started working on a new one today. This one is a mature book. He said that it's about this girl whose friend died in a car accident, and she is trying to get through the death, but she can't. In the end she does, but it's really hard for her. Doesn't that sound tragic though? I always look at it through my perspective. What if Jack died on the Titanic, and I had nowhere else to turn to? I don't even want to think about how my life would turn out. But anyway, he said that this one won't have as many illustrations, but there will be more than one. Well, I need to go. Dinner's on the stove, and Max is hungry.
Dear Journal, It's quiet here. Jack is at work, and Max is asleep. It's a beautiful day today, and I wish it wasn't a Wednesday so Jack, Max, and I could go and walk on the beach. I think that Max would like it. It's been four months since Max was born, and he sure is being quite active. Yet, Max is not the only one that is changing. So is Millie. She herself is becoming a beautiful young lady. It shocks me that Anna is due in two months! She and Scott are still excited though. Remember that book that I was telling you about that Jack made for the new illustrations? Well, the illustrations are wonderful, and I am reading it so far. It is so intriguing, but practically every chapter I cry. I must admit, Mr. Wrigley is an excellent author. Sad to say, the poor man is getting old, and sometimes can't do all the things he could do when Jack first started to work for him. Usually he has Jack do the work, and they haven't gotten into one single argument yet. Although, it takes much pressure to make Jack burst into an argument. Besides, Jack did handle me when I was pregnant. Speaking of pregnant, I think I might be pregnant. I'm experiencing the same symptoms like I did with Max. I'm not sure yet. I'm going to Dr. Mackenzie's tomorrow to find out.
