A Three Month Baby Update & Birth Story

The last time we updated the blog was December 7th — Chi’s due date — when we shared her newborn photos and the significance of that day as we were installed as new members of our church.

Today, Chi is three months old.

This three month baby update feels like a chapter I don’t want to rush through.

Three months of feeding, learning, adjusting, loving.

Three months of becoming a family of three.

And somehow… time is flying.

We’ve been capturing everything — photos, videos, quiet moments. The website has quietly grown with those memories, including Chi starting daycare last week.

But it’s time for a proper update.

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🍼 Starting Daycare (And Letting Go)

Last week, Chi started daycare.

We prepared for this day long before it arrived. Anthony and I began introducing bottles early so she could drink the milk I pumped even when I wasn’t around. We practiced during short errands and self-care breaks — because motherhood didn’t cancel getting my hair and nails done 💆🏾‍♀️.

Her daycare checks all the boxes: clean, kind, professional, organized and digitally connected. It gives us peace.

Before she was born, I thought I’d be ready to send her at six weeks.

I wasn’t.

I needed more time. The holidays slowed work down, which gave us that gift. Now, with the new year underway and both of us back to work full-time, the timing feels right.

She’s adjusting beautifully.

And so are we.

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✨ Her Birth Story (Because It’s Time to Tell It)

For those who don’t know — I gave birth unmedicated.

That was the plan all along.

I knew the benefits: faster delivery, an alert baby, fewer medical interventions. What I didn’t fully know was how intense it would feel. And honestly? That’s probably a blessing. If I had known every detail, I might have changed my mind.

Labor started subtly. So subtle that I wasn’t even sure it was labor.

In fact, the night I went into labor, I went to Apple to get my cracked iPad screen fixed. I genuinely thought the contractions were Braxton Hicks. They were uncomfortable, but manageable. I was walking. Talking. Running errands.

That’s how mild it felt.

I tracked contractions for two full days, writing them down one by one. Still unsure. Still questioning. Eventually, I gave up. I put the pen down and tried to sleep, convinced I had gotten our hopes up for nothing.

About an hour later, at 11 p.m., my water broke. And everything changed.

The program at University Hospitals had prepared me for this moment. They explained that once the sac breaks, the cushion is gone. It’s on. Time to deliver the baby.

And that pain? It’s real.

Anthony grabbed our bags. We were at the hospital less than an hour later — which would have been sooner, since it’s less than five minutes from our house… but someone (Anthony 😅) wasn’t fully packed.

I arrived at 6 cm. Minutes later, I was probably at 9 and didn’t even realize it.

Then I felt it.

The urge to push.

Three pushes later, she was here.

Less than 90 minutes in the hospital.

Everything I had hoped for happened:

• Labored at home

• Short hospital stay

• Healthy baby

• Clear, alert, strong

At one point during labor, I looked at Anthony with distressed eyes and said, “I am never doing this again.”

He froze. “You mean… no more kids?”

I clarified, “No — never going natural again.”

But now that it’s over? I can imagine doing it again. Because everything went exactly how I prayed it would.

And Anthony? He was incredible. Calm. Steady. Coaching me through every contraction. He never left our side at the hospital. And he hasn’t stopped showing up since — feeding Chi, getting her ready for daycare, singing to her, reading to her, playing with her.

He has been a dream of a husband and father.

Chi and I are so grateful for him.

Next time you see Anthony, ask him about Chi’s birth story. He tells it so well.

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💕 Three Month Baby Update

One Month

At one month, I learned I’ve never obsessed over room temperature so much in my life.

Sensors in every room.

Checking the Home app at least three times an hour.

We thought she hated diaper changes. Turns out, she just doesn’t like to be hungry. Our girl can eat — just like her mama 🤭 — and she’s growing beautifully.

We were deeply grateful for the University Hospitals staff and resources that carried us through those first weeks.

And we loved introducing her to family over Christmas and New Year’s.

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Two Months

By two months, she was babbling and cooing.

Staying awake longer. Locking eyes. Studying faces.

The tooth she was born with is coming in strong — still “not teething,” they say 🙄.

She also attended her first funeral — honoring our beloved and dearly missed Uncle Chuckie. 🤍

RIP angel.

It wasn’t the milestone we expected to write about, but it was a reminder that life holds joy and grief at the same time. And Chi was surrounded by family, love, and legacy.

The grandmas have been incredible — stepping in, supporting us, and covering her in warmth.

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Three Months

Today, she is three months old.

She has slept through the night once — and we’re cautiously optimistic it wasn’t a glitch in the system. 😅

She’s already been on a plane. Flew to Florida. Met family. Saw the ocean. Saw the clouds from above.

She started daycare last week, marking the beginning of a new rhythm for all three of us.

And she is growing well on breastmilk — which has been its own journey of discipline, patience and grace.

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🌤️ Looking Ahead

Anthony and I will celebrate our first year of marriage next month.

In one year, we have:

Eloped.

Found out we were expecting.

Welcomed Chi.

Joined our church.

Returned to work.

Watched her grow.

It has been a full, stretching, beautiful year.

These three months have softened us. Strengthened us. Slowed us down.

And we’re just getting started.

— Jazmyn

House of Moses 💛

👉🏾 See more pictures in Chi’s album

Photos of Chi