JUST BORN - SEPTEMBER 27, 2006

I am trying to post some older pictures to this so you can see how much Brody has grown. It all has went by so fast, it's hard to believe that he will be having a birthday so soon. Anyway, here is the story of when Brody was born. The day before, on the 26th, I went in for a check-up. The doctor thought that he felt a butt and not a head down where it was suppose to be. So after checking with an ultrasound we talked about our options. We decided that the next day, the doctor would try to turn Brody, and if it was successful, they would induce labor and I would have Brody, and if it was unsuccessful, then I would have to go ahead and have a C-section. We went home and Jer asked what I would like to do that evening. I said, "Let's go for a boat ride!" So we loaded up and went for a ride by Tildon Bridge. It was gorgeous. Then we went out and had a nice dinner since I had to be NPO for the rest of the night until after I had had the baby. The next day, Jer drove me up to the hospital. We waited for what seemed like forever until the doctor got there. They started an IV and an epidural (OUCH!) and then the doctor came in and talked with us. I gave permission for the OR crew and a couple of student nurses to come in and watch the version (where the doctor tries to turn the baby). My mom was also in the room with us. I didn't watch this part, it's one thing to watch cool things on someone else but an altogether different matter when it is me. So, as I closed my eyes, the doctor tried three times to get the baby turned. He did this by lifting up on the baby's little bum and trying to get it out of my pelvis and turn it so the head was pointing down. It's like he is kneading dough but instead of dough he is messing around with my belly. I guess you could see the baby's bum lift up and everything. Everytime the doctor would turn the baby around, he would just flip right back around, slo after three attempts, he said that it was time to go for a C- section. So they handed Jer a pair of scrubs to put on, my mom and Grandma Pascoe went to wait in the waiting room, and I got wheeled to the OR. I didn't get to see any of this part of it, but watching Jer's face was pretty fun. He was wearing a mask so all I saw was his eyes. They anesthiologist asked Jer if he wanted to watch, which he did, so he stood up and peeked over the drape as the baby was born. I was watching him and he get's this questioning look on his face as the doctor is pulling the baby out, then his eyes squint with happiness and I know he has a huge smile on his face. The nurse says, "What a beautiful baby boy!" And I said, "What?!? Are you joking? We're suppose to be having a girl!" Jer is laughing at this time. The doctor lifts the baby over the drape and he is so beautiful. They weren't joking, it really was a baby boy! The nursery nurses take him and over and I watch as they clean him up and weigh and measure and do all that fun stuff. Then they bring him over to me to see again before they take him and Jer to the nursery. We were both so suprised to have had a boy, but so happy because our baby was finally here and he was healthy and had all 10 fingers and toes. I went to recovery and it was about an hour before I got to my room where Jer was waiting with my mom, Grandma Pascoe, my sister Sarah and our good friend Jared. Jer had held the baby the entire time and hadn't let anyone else hold him until I got there and got to hold him. He had been awake most of the time Jer had him and just looked around. When Jer put him on my tummy, I of course unwrapped his little blanket and looked at his cute little toes. He just looked at me right back. I remember being so surprised that he seemed so aware after only being born for an hour or so. What a sweet little baby, I was already in love. And so was dad. Jer slept in the recliner chair that night with the baby and gave him to me only when he wanted to eat. Jer called and let everyone know that we had had a beautiful baby boy, instead of a baby girl and I was so thankful for our friends and family who came up to see us and brought up little blue clothes so that he wouldn't have to go home in the pink pajamas that I had brought up. We decided on a name the next day and decided he would be named Brody Ray, and went home on the 29th. Brody is going to have such a great story to tell about himself one day.

First Boat Ride

Peas & Potatoes

Grandma Lewis brought over some Peas & Potatoes with Carrots fresh from their garden on July 5th. They were so good! It was very nice of her to think of us. Jeremy is always talking about peas & potatoes, it's his favorite. It looks like it will be Brody's favorite too. Brody got really impatient waiting for me to give him bites so he grabbed the bowl and was trying his hardest to get some on his spoon and make it to his mouth. He eats fine grabbing things with his fingers, but this was the first time he tried to eat using his spoon like a big boy. It took him a little bit to get a bite, but finally, success!!

4th of July

On the 4th of July, Jer decided to do some yard work and brought the backhoe home. Brody had a great time helping dad drive and haul trash to the dumpster. He was pressing buttons and trying to steer. It was a blast to watch him play in it. He has already learned the truck sounds and sits there and pushes his little tractor along the floor going "Mmmmmm, Mmmmmmm." It is pretty cute. A couple of days earlier I had taken him to my parent's house to watch some fireworks with my nephew who was here from Nampa. Brody watched them with a painfully bored expression on his face. He really didn't seem to care for them one way or the other unless they made that high pitch screeching noise some of them make. Then he tried to crawl up my chest and hide in my hair. We really didn't do much for the holiday. Mostly stayed at home and tried to stay cool. Had a BBQ later that evening with my family and was home and getting ready for bed before the fireworks had even started. We are so boring sometimes. It is hard to stay up late though when you have to wake up so early. Especially for Jer who has to get up about 5:00 every morning. The only nights I stay up late are those nights when I have to work.

Laundry Basket

Brody is always such a big helper when I am doing housework. His favorite is when I fold laundry. He likes to pull the laundry out of the basket and throw it on the floor. He thinks it is hilarious when I throw something over his head and play peek-a-boo. But his favorite is playing in the laundry basket. So now, whenever I do laundry, I dump it all out on the couch and put a towel or blanket in the bottom and throw him in with a couple of toys. He will sit in it for a while. So on chore day, he sits in the laundry basket and I push him around the house from room to room so he can play while I do the chores.

Fish!

Jeremy went fishing with a friend and they caught a ton of fish. Between the two of them they caught like 25 bass. He brought only 2 home and the rest were released. Brody thought they were pretty cool. Hopefully he likes fishing as much as his dad. I am sure he will be a mighty little fisherman!

Play time

I think these are some cute pictures of Brody with me, Jer and Rowdy. Rowdy does pretty good with Brody and lets him pat him occassionally. Rowdy is really curious about Brody and comes and looks, sniffs, and licks him occassionally. Brody watches Rowdy and will laugh at him and smile at him. Brody likes to pat him and does a pretty good job of petting him.