Thanksgiving

We had Thanksgiving down at Brett's brother Brandons. The kids loved Bode and couldn't get enough of him. Christy was nice and made everything except the stuffing. (The only thing I made.) I was very thankful for her rolls. And of course the rest of the meal was fantastic. She was very good to me and didn't force me to cook or anything. We just lounged around at their house all day. I'm sure they were thankful for us to leave. The day after Thanksgiving they all went up and cut down christmas trees. Bode and I stayed at Bretts parents and just snuggled alllllllllllllllllllllll day. Thank you Brandon and Christy for having us. Bode misses all of you guys. Actually Bode misses all of his cousins and is very thankful that they want to hold and snuggle him. Especially you Emma... (He told me this in one of our many late night talks)
P.s. I thought my hair looked perfectly surfer chick. But apparently it looks like i just woke up. Also I didn't have the fleece polar bear pants on all day. Just the evening. Apparently I have just let myself go.........

Just some super cute pictures

His studious pose..




I just can't get enough of this baby. Brett and I will just stare and stare at him for hours. We both just want to hold him all the time. We laugh at all his facial expressions.. We even laugh when he passes gas. How does that much gas fit into such a little body. I love love how he holds his hands one on top of the other. He is just so much fun for us. Ours lives have been blessed. Oh how we love little Bode. Crazy that he has only been here a week and a half and yet it feels like forever that he has been ours. I get super sentimental with how much both Brett and I love this little guy. But we do. He is the greatest.

1st and 3 rd baths

Bode HATED his first bath.. But liked his second and third baths. I figured out that I need to keep the bathroom really warm and then he is fine. But I think he'll love them once we can give him real baths instead of sponge baths.

My Boys

Just hanging out and watching football together.. Brett has been so excited to have his little buddy watch football with him. So this was Sunday the day after we got home.

My Little Bunny

This was in the hospital.. His "Auntie" Nora gave him a gift card and this is what I bought with it.... He also came home with it on. But I didn't get a picture. Mostly because I was ready to get out of that hospital and then when we got home he was hungry.

Bode Ross Cummings

My baby is here. I couldn't be happier. He is such a good little baby. He is a really good eater and so far sleeper. He is very expressive with his little mouth and very alert when he is awake. We just stare at him all day. Watch the video monitor the whole time he is asleep and just take turns holding, snuggling and just touching him. Its crazy how much he has changed. I love it. Brett is the cutest Dad ever... He totally adores that little boy. He said to me its weird I never pictured myself with a baby with that much dark hair. I had Dark hair as a baby so he gets it from me. But we don't know who he looks like the most yet. We see more of the nieces and nephews in him then anything. But give it a couple weeks and that will all change. I just know we love him so much. We do all the things first time parents do. Constantly check to make sure he's breathing.. Last night was the first night home and I wanted him in his crib and Brett wanted him in our room. He slept in his crib for the first 3 hours. But then neither Brett and I slept a wink. Brett checked on him numerous times through out the night to make sure he was breathing. But when he woke up at 3 we kept him in our room after he ate then put him in his car seat. (I didn't want a bassinet.) So now we need to get a pack and play or just keep using the car seat. But either way he is in our room for the next couple weeks. I refuse to let him sleep in our bed... But he truly is the most wonderful baby..

Now the story of Bode's birth.
Tues the 15th was Bretts day off. We went to breakfast then we went to some stores. Ran errands. While we were running errands I noticed when I had to pee it hurt. I was cramping. I couldn't walk around to long without having to pee. I just figured his head was on my bladder and the cramping was from having my membranes stripped the day before. So after walking and getting things all day we came home and I just laid on the couch for a bit because the cramps were just hurting. So after dinner Brett and I were watching tv and laying on the bed. And around 7 all of the sudden I just cramped up really bad. I started crying because well it hurt. Poor Brett was trying to help but really there was nothing he could do but help me time them. So after a couple more of these cramps I decided maybe I should start timing them.. But I wasn't a hundred percent sure they were contractions. So as luck would have it Ashley happened to text me and so I asked her. She said they most likely were. So after 2 hours of contracting they moved fast and the last one put me over the edge. Brett asked if I wanted to go to the hospital. And I said yes. At this time they were about 4 mins apart and lasting 1 min. We drove to the hospital and of course hit traffic from the BYU game getting out.. We get to the hospital and I start bawling... I don't know why. just everything. So they took me to a room and they check me.. I'm still at a 2........ Really... So they observe me for an hour. So after the hour is over they check me again and still a 2. Now I am really sad because I don't want them to send me home. But that is looking like what is going to happen.. So the nurse calls the Dr. And the Dr thankfully tells her to keep me.. She'll come break my water and then Come deliver the baby in the morning. Well they give me the epidural then break my water. This is around 12. Then check me again 2 hrs later well I progressed to a whole 3. So they give me pitocine to just start the dilating. Well about a half hour later the nurse comes in and tells me to put on the oxygen mask and then looks at the computer and then goes to the door. Tells the other nurses to get in here. So a mad rush of nurses rush in start rolling me from side to side. I'm just looking at Brett like what is happening.. Poor thing he is just wondering if its me or the baby. Then after everything they finally tell us. The baby's heart rate dropped. They stuck a little heart rate monitor on his head and that is what Brett and I listened to all night was the beep of his heart rate. So they stopped the pitocin and let me contract. Well I had progressed to a 5/6 so we all thought it would keep going. Well it didn't. So about 6 they tried the pitocin again and his heart rate dropped again. This time I did't even progress. So when the Dr came in to check on me they told me that I might have to have a c-section. UMMMMMMMM thats not in my plan. But really we started thinking about it and whatever is best for baby. But they wanted to try the pitocin 1 more time. So at 10 they started a low dose of pitocin then increase it. well by the time they got back to the dose that it needed to be at his heart rate dropped again. So they checked me. No dilation but the I had thinned out. (for some reason through night it had thickened up because when I went in it was paper thin) So officially I had made progress. But I looked at the nurse tears in my eyes and just said I'm done. Lets just do the c-section we're both ready for that. So she talked to the Dr and and they said ok. Since they knew that was what most likely going to happen. So they prep me for the c-section and hand Brett his jumpsuit and cap and booties. And they finally are ready at about 1 and they take me back and make Brett stay there and tell him they will come get him. I wanted Brett with me the whole time. I was trying hard not to cry but after they got me prepped in the O.R. they went back to get him and I was so relieved to see him.. He just held my hand and we just looked at each other. Just waiting to hear the cry of our baby. He didn't look over the curtain nor did I want him to because I selfishly wanted him to stay focused on me. Finally one of the best sounds I have ever heard. The cry. Then of course I started crying (I might be crying while writting this) Brett teared up. (He cried) and then they told Brett he could look. And Brett said "He has hair".. Then they take him off to the side and I see my baby for the first time. I have never felt so much love. I love Brett I love him. then they weigh him and clean him up a bit. Then hand him to Brett and him and Brett go back to the room. My Mom and Maggi were waiting in the room when Brett and Bode came in. Luckily Maggi was there and she was able to take all the pics. They bring me back to the room and all of the sudden I am in intense pain. They double up on the morphine and then I feeel good and now I am able to hold my baby for the first time. I cannot describe I how I felt. (those that have had kids know) But wow I love him more then I could possibly know. So it being close to Thanksgiving and all. What I'm thankful for right now. My Husband. I love him more and more. There is nothing like seeing your husband hold your child in his arms and have complete love for that child. My baby.. Bode I didn't know how much I was missing out on until you arrived. And especially modern medicine. Drs that knew what was best for my baby and took those measures to accomplish it...

He's here

I am so happy to announce my sweet baby made his debut. on 11/16/11. at 1:16 pm. he was 8lb and 1oz. 20 1/2 inches long. his name is Bode Ross Cummings. He has tons of dark brown hair. he's absolutely perfect. We love him so much. I don't know how to post pics from my phone. But of course I want to show him off with tons of pics and of course I will be telling the tale of his arrival story.. (he came via c-section). but we're both doing great.. Im just excited for everyone to fall in love with him as much as I am... Thanks everyone for all you kind words and especially your prayers. they defiantly were felt. thank you again.

Today is the official due date

ANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNND nothing... hopefully a miracle will happen and as soon as I am done writing this I will go into labor. Brett will have to come home from work and off to deliver the goods. Weird I thought for sure we would at least be in the hospital right now snuggling our baby by now. It truly feels like its never going to happen. After false labor for 2 days. Today zilch. I even did the castor oil.. I wasnt afraid.. And you know what it really wasnt that bad.. All the comments I read online I thought for sure I was doomed. But seriously they have a brand at walmart that is odorless and tasteless. If was like drinking a 1/4 cup of oil mixed with coke that wouldn't mix together.. I thought for sure it was going to be the key to my labor really starting. Nope. But hey I am cleaned out. So that is a positive right.. Since Im not miserable at the end of my pregnancy as in body terms. (I could've done without the stretch marks I was blessed with a couple weeks ago.) Does that mean I have to wait til Im miserable for this little guy to come. I mean I laughed at my cankles. I don't have them this week since I haven't been working. But really I dont have anything to complain about.. All the yuckiness back from the begining of the pregnancy I've almost forgotten about.... The sweat dripping down my face from blow drying hair is long gone. So why am I anxious to get this baby out.. Because I am selfish. I want to see him. See what he looks like. Will he have hair or no hair. If he has hair what color will it be. Will he have round cheeks or narrow cheeks. I want to kiss him and smell him. Because lets be honest what smells better then baby smell. I want to snuggle him. Comfort his cries. Feed him. Stare in amazement at him. I just want him.. It doesn't help that Brett is sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo excited for all this too. I know I know he'll come when he's ready.. But can't he be ready now???????????
I'm writting this only for myself.. To remember mostly the anticipation of how I much I want this little one...

no baby yet

just letting everyone know he's not here yet... hopefully this weekend.. Good news my first official day not working and
my cankles were not as swollen. My poor Mom has been super concerned about these beautiful cankles that arrived last week. But I guess pretty much laying around alllllll day has helped keep them not so beautiful and swollen. I tried wearing my ugg boots all week to sweat them off. Maybe that is what finally worked. At least I feel good. I don't know if that's a good sign or not. but truly I don't feel miserable. We're just so excited to meet him.