Saturday, February 19, 2011

First week of life

Here's a few pictures of Bode's first week home. 

He had lots of visitors, lots of cuddling with his brothers and sister and lots of pictures. His mama wished she got lots of sleep, but alas, that didn't happen. 

This was the day we left the hospital. I love how they do the names of the babies. So fancy, yet masculine!

I know I'm a fatso, but I LOVE this picture!

All packed up and ready to go home!

Caleb couldn't wait to hold Bode. He immediately sat on the couch and put a pillow on his lap and held out his arms as if he were saying "Okay, Mom, I'm ready, give me the baby!"

Breezy, of course, loved to baby him!

We printed this picture so Gunner could show his class his new baby brother. He was so proud!

He had lots of visitors. This is his Great Grandma (Gam-la mor) Steverson. She's 91 and is amazing. She still does water aerobics, goes shopping and drives her own car. Like I said, Amazing!

Aunt Kissa and Uncle Ryan came over for a visit too. 

Sweet Anna banana. She's so grown up!

 He took lots of naps...Oh, how envious I was that he could sleep so much! haha

How I love the gas smiles!

Justin's already training him on the finer things in life...

When he was exactly 1 week old, I took some pictures of him all cuddled up in his favorite blanket. What a sweet little man he is!

Tiny little feet...

Tiny little hands...

Oh that face!

I had fun making his birth announcement. 


We love our sweet baby boy!

Friday, February 18, 2011

The Birth Story

Just to clarify, we named our last baby Bode. And I've been getting a lot of the same question, "So how do you pronounce it?" It's pronounced "Bodie" but we spelled it differently because we thought the "i" looked too feminine. My apologies to any Moms out there that spelled it the right way, I don't mean to offend, it was just a personal preference. Hope you still like me! ;-D

Anyhow, on to our little guy. Here's the story. On February 3rd, I had gone out to dinner with a few girlfriends in hopes of getting one last girls night in before Bode entered this world. We had mexican food and it was so delish. I was sad I couldn't finish my meal (seeing as I was still prego, my stomach was about the size of a quarter since Bode's little body was taking up all the room in my tummy, I couldn't hold any more food... oh, you get the idea). After our wonderful meal, these friends of mine surprised me with a baby shower. Cute girls. As we visited and I opened some presents, I started getting a few contractions here and there. I didn't think much about them because I have never gone into labor by myself. My doctor has usually had to induce me or has to strip my membranes for my body to begin the labor process.

Anyway, once I got home, I told Justin that I was having some contractions. He suggested I time them. I sat at the counter and started to write some thank you notes and thought, "this really can't be labor, I'm a week early...I have plans with my kids this Saturday... I'm not mentally ready yet...these aren't real contractions, are they?" etc, etc etc...Once I started timing them, they were about 10 minutes apart and kept coming consistently. And it was midnight. Great.

So, I got my bag packed and tried to get some sleep. Sleep was non-existent that night. My sweet Mom came over around 1:30am in case this was the real thing so she could get the boys off to school the next day. I was in so much pain by 2am and my contractions were coming every 8 minutes. By 4am, they were 5 minutes apart and so we decided to head to the hospital. We got there by 5am and waited in triage for about 30 minutes. They checked me and I was dilated to 4 cm and 80% effaced. They checked me in, started an IV and ordered my epidural. The nurses notified my doctor and by 7:30am, my epidural was in full effect and so they advised me to get some sleep if I could. Unfortunately that didn't happen. My epidural was so good that I couldn't feel my legs or back at all and I felt like a dead fish from my waist down. It was so embarrassing that they had to help move me just to turn on to my side. My legs were dead weight and I was so uncomfortable. By 9:30am, my doctor still wasn't there so I asked my nurse to break my water. She declined because she said only a doctor could do that. I knew that if my water broke I would deliver very fast. That's how I roll. My water breaks and then my babies come out quick. Once our nurse left the room, I jokingly (and seriously) asked Justin if he would break my water. What can I say, I was desperate and very much ready to get this baby out! I know he didn't like to see me in pain, but Justin wouldn't break my water either. So there I lay for another hour & a half to wait it out.

By 11:15am, my doctor finally came to my rescue! He broke my water and the nurses begin the process of getting the room ready for the baby. This is always such an emotional stage for me because I know what's about to happen. A new baby is going to be born. A sweet little one from our Heavenly Father is going to be given to me and Justin and it's always such a moment of anticipation mixed with fear and joy. I'm about to meet my son and I'm overcome with tears. The tears don't last long because the next step is to actually push him out! By 11:45am, they give me the "ok" to start pushing. 5 pushes and he was out!
This perfect little boy was here! 7 pounds 13 ounces and 21-1/2 inches long. 
Perfect. Little. Boy.

When he came out he had to be suctioned out because he swallowed a bunch of amniotic fluid. He needed a few puffs of oxygen to help him breathe normally again. He grabbed the face mask and it was so sweet. The nurses decided that putting him next to me would help him more than anything else at that moment. So the nurse put him on my chest to help him calm down and breathe regularly. 

This was by far my favorite moment. The connection between mommy & baby is almost indescribable. The fact that he knew my smell, knew my voice and just being next to me could calm him down was so special and I'll never forget that sweet moment. 

We are so happy to have this little boy join our family! 

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Family of SIX!

It's true! Our beautiful baby boy was born to our family on February 4th, 2011. He is perfect in every way. He was born at 11:50am. He weighed 7 lbs 13 oz and was 21-1/2 inches long. We named him Bode Michael Cook. He is the sweetest baby and his brothers and sister are completely in love with him. Here's some pictures for your enjoyment. :)

Gunner was so excited to meet his new baby brother. One of the best things he said was "Mom, this is better than Christmas presents! I love him so much!" Well put, Buddy!

Breezy was equally excited to meet Bode. She kept giving him kisses and the first thing she did when she held him was sing to him. So precious!

Caleb was definitely on pins and needles. He ADORES little babies so much we were a little apprehensive about how he'd do meeting Bode because he loves to smother little babies with his hugs and kisses. But, he actually did very well. He definitely kissed him a bunch, but was very gentle when he held him. So sweet.

It's official, we have 4, count them, F-O-U-R kids. Gotta love it!

Our first family picture at the hospital as a family of six!

All is well with us. I will post his birth story here soon. Life is hectic and chaotic but I'm so glad to have the opportunity to slow down and enjoy this little man. I love the sounds & squeaks he makes, I love the "littleness" of tiny babies. They are so close to God it's amazing. We love our little Bode and are so thankful he's come to our family.