This is from the latest 3 Minute Max, which attempts to explain why updating has been so erratic lately:
Max-the-father had assumed that since he and his wife would be taking time off from work for the new baby, he’d have just oodles of free time to work on the comic. Bob-who-is-now-a-grandfather, grizzled with the experience of age, tried not to laugh directly in his face. And as Bob expected, there was no free time and even less sleep and all Max’s drawing stuff was packed away to make room for baby stuff and nine million relatives dropping by.
However, possibilities are being discussed involving certain grandparents (Bob and wife) who can not only babysit but have plenty of space for Max to set up a drawing area for comic work. So this will be attempted. Max will try bringing over the new offspring, hand her off to doting grandparents, and settle himself down for comic work while Gramps introduces the baby (codename Megumin) to the Path of Explosions.
Grandparents are a precious, precious resource. I so absolutely understand now the appeal of one of those mother-in-law apartments that you see in some houses. Also: Bob writes the comic, Max draws it. It’s nice to be able to share a hobby like that with your parents.