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Tuesday, January 3, 2012
My Birth Story
Evan Wesley Cole forever changed our lives when he was born on Tuesday, December 20, 2011.
Always felt like I would have a c section.
When my due date came and went on December 12, 2011, Dr. Hall decided to schedule an induction for December 20, 2011. I was 41 weeks and sweet Evan needed to be evicted. Bill and I arrived at Lakeside Women's Hospital at 8:00 p.m. on Monday, December 19, 2011 to begin the induction process. At that time I was 1 cm dilated and 20% effaced, the same as I had been since 36 weeks. After completing the admittance paperwork, cervadil was started at 9:30 p.m. Surprisingly, the cervadil did not cause cramps or any pain. The night nurse, Crystal, offered me ambien to sleep but I declined hoping that I would be able to sleep naturally and not be drowsy for the big day on Tuesday. Fortunately, I was able to sleep from 11:45 to 4:45, with the exception of being awoken by an an overnight delivery that took place at 2:00 a.m. on Tuesday morning in the room next door. I was awoken by the sound of excitement and shouting "9 lbs and 20 inches". I thought for sure the family would calm down shortly after, but when 3:00 a.m. rolled around and at least 15 people were still celebrating in the hall, Bill and I decided that it was time to ask the nurse to move the crowds to the lobby so that we could sleep. She did and Bill and I were able to sleep soundly for the rest of the night.
At 4:45 the nurse woke me up so that I could take a shower and prepare for the day. I was so appreciative for that because I was even able to put on make up before starting pitocin and being restricted to the bed. Pitocin was started at 6:00 a.m. on Tuesday. At that time I was still 1 cm, but 80% effaced, so I was hopeful that the cervidil had done its job. The nurse shift changed at 7:00, and I my new nurse was Jody and her son's name was Evan. Yes, I am telling the truth. Crazy, right! This is particularly special to me because my mom's nurse when she delivered me was also named Jodi. Fate or what?
At 8:30 I was still 1 cm at and 80% effaced and Dr. Hall was able to break my bag of waters hoping that it would help the contractions get started. From that point, I was constantly leaking fluid and whenever asked how I was feeling, I always joked "I'm peeing on myself, how are you feeling?".
After my water broke, I began to feel light cramping in my back. It was nothing that I could not tolerate and I had actually felt menstrual cramps that were much more painful. However, I heard that back labor was the absolute worst thing that could happen during labor and I was not interested in experiencing that. My doctor does not have any restrictions as to when you can receive an epidural, so I decided to ask for one before the pain from contractions began to hurt, especially in my back since you are required to keep your back completely still while the epidural is inserted. At 9:42, Dr. Howard, the best anesthesiologist in the world, came in to give the epidural. Dr. Howard carries all his equipment in a 5 drawer, steel Craftman's tool case that rolls. When he knocked on the door and I asked who it was, my mom said "the guy with the craftsman tools," to which I relied, "well he has the wrong room! I don't need to be drilled on." Dr. Howard had a way of calmly explaining everything while at the same time not making you feel like he know more than you or that you should just accept what he says and not ask any questions. You almost feel as if you have known him for years.
While the epidural was being inserted, I leaned against Jody, the nurse. It was the first time I had leaned at a 90 degree angle since having my water broken. Hello Niagra Falls. I was gushing everywhere, even down the bed, on the floor and onto Jody's shoe. Let me tell you it was really hard to keep very still while I was having the biggest wet my pants experience in my life.
The epidural took effect almost immediately and from that point, I didn't feel much at all. To my surprise, the epidural did not cause severe heaviness in my legs that I was expecting. In fact, looking back I cannot really tell you what it felt like, just that I didn't feel any pain. At this point, I knew that I would safely be able to say that despite being pregnant and having a child, I have no idea what a contraction actually feels like. I think I like it that way!
From that point, things moved relatively slowly. The nurse would increase the dosage of pitocin approximately every 20 minutes to hopefully increase the intensity of the contractions to increase dilation of my cervix.; By 11:30, I was 1.5 cm and still 80% effaced. That meant that I had in 5 1/2 hours, I had only dilated a 1/2 a centimeter. The nurse decided to continue to increase my pitocin and told me not to get discouraged. However, every time she would increase the pitocin drip to 18 (the max is 30), I would have back to back contractions, and Evan's heart rate would drop and continue to stay low after the contraction had passed. As explained to me by Dr. Hall, my OBGYN, while a drop in heart rate is normal during intense contractions, and can actually indicate that things are progressing and it is almost push time, it is not normal and potentially dangerous for the baby's heart rate to drop after a contraction as this usually indicates that the baby is not recovering and receiving adequate oxygen in between contractions. Thus, I was placed on oxygen at 1:15 in the hopes that this would help Evan. The nurse also turned the pitocin off twice to give baby Evan a rest.
At this time, I began to wonder whether a vaginal delivery would be an option for me. Although the medical staff had not mentioned a c-section, I wondered how Evan was going to handle active labor since I was technically still in "latent labor" which is not as intense or painful as active labor. I began texting my aunt Michelle and sister-in-law Amber to figure out whether there was any chance Evan could tolerate later contractions when these earlier ones seemed to be painful for him. At that point, I knew, like I had always known, that we would probably end up having a c-section. I was completely OK with this. Bill, on the other hand, was nervous and protective of me. Like any husband, the thought of his wife undergoing surgery is something he would rather avoid.
At 2:15, Dr. Hall checked me and I was only 3 cm dilated and Evan still did not seem to tolerate the contractions very well. It was then that she confirmed what I had been thinking, I should consider a c-section.
The conversation went something like this:
Dr. Hall - Well, we do not like how Evan is responding to the pitocin. There is chance that we could stop the pitocin for a while, give Evan a break, and then try again in the hopes that he can tolerate the contractions. However, I must be honest, you are only 3 centimeters and have a long way to go. I do not want you to rush you into a c-section but want to be honest about what is happening here.
Jodi - Bill what do you think?
Bill - I just want a healthy baby and healthy wife. I just want you to tell us what you recommend.
Jodi - Well, maybe it is because I have no experience with either one, but I have absolutely no preference. I honestly was not looking forward to a vaginal delivery anyway.
Dr. Hall - Well, at this point you have a long way to go with no promises. A c-section is major surgery and you shouldn't rush into it, but I think it is the best option for you.
Bill - OK, lets do it. (I later found out that Bill had asked Dr. Hall a litany of questions outside my presence about the safety of c-section, the recovery restrictions, etc. I guess he didn't want me to know how nervous he was).
The only emotions I felt I that point was relieve. I no longer had to sit and watch a monitor with my baby's heart rate dropping and trying to convince myself and everyone else in the room that it was normal. I guess I felt like I would take the extra burdens of recovery any day over having to experience vaginal delivery and especially over having to push Evan to the limits of what he could tolerate. My first motherly sacrifice I guess.
After waiting for the photographer to arrive, Evan Wesley Cole was born via c-section at 3:32 p.m. The c-section was so simple, quick and painless. Seriously, in what seemed like seconds, it was over. In actuality, I think it was approximately five minutes after Dr. Hall began the surgery and about twenty minutes after I was rolled into the operating room.
I know that many people were praying for Bill, Evan and I both leading up to and during the induction, labor and delivery. I know those prayers were answered because the calmness of the hospital was unmistakable. Despite this being my first labor, I remained calm and excited throughout the entire process. The nursing staff and doctors were the best and I am so grateful that they were there to take care of us. Recovery has also been relatively painless and I love being a mom. I could not have imagined things to go more smoothly.
Always felt like I would have a c section.
When my due date came and went on December 12, 2011, Dr. Hall decided to schedule an induction for December 20, 2011. I was 41 weeks and sweet Evan needed to be evicted. Bill and I arrived at Lakeside Women's Hospital at 8:00 p.m. on Monday, December 19, 2011 to begin the induction process. At that time I was 1 cm dilated and 20% effaced, the same as I had been since 36 weeks. After completing the admittance paperwork, cervadil was started at 9:30 p.m. Surprisingly, the cervadil did not cause cramps or any pain. The night nurse, Crystal, offered me ambien to sleep but I declined hoping that I would be able to sleep naturally and not be drowsy for the big day on Tuesday. Fortunately, I was able to sleep from 11:45 to 4:45, with the exception of being awoken by an an overnight delivery that took place at 2:00 a.m. on Tuesday morning in the room next door. I was awoken by the sound of excitement and shouting "9 lbs and 20 inches". I thought for sure the family would calm down shortly after, but when 3:00 a.m. rolled around and at least 15 people were still celebrating in the hall, Bill and I decided that it was time to ask the nurse to move the crowds to the lobby so that we could sleep. She did and Bill and I were able to sleep soundly for the rest of the night.
At 4:45 the nurse woke me up so that I could take a shower and prepare for the day. I was so appreciative for that because I was even able to put on make up before starting pitocin and being restricted to the bed. Pitocin was started at 6:00 a.m. on Tuesday. At that time I was still 1 cm, but 80% effaced, so I was hopeful that the cervidil had done its job. The nurse shift changed at 7:00, and I my new nurse was Jody and her son's name was Evan. Yes, I am telling the truth. Crazy, right! This is particularly special to me because my mom's nurse when she delivered me was also named Jodi. Fate or what?
At 8:30 I was still 1 cm at and 80% effaced and Dr. Hall was able to break my bag of waters hoping that it would help the contractions get started. From that point, I was constantly leaking fluid and whenever asked how I was feeling, I always joked "I'm peeing on myself, how are you feeling?".
After my water broke, I began to feel light cramping in my back. It was nothing that I could not tolerate and I had actually felt menstrual cramps that were much more painful. However, I heard that back labor was the absolute worst thing that could happen during labor and I was not interested in experiencing that. My doctor does not have any restrictions as to when you can receive an epidural, so I decided to ask for one before the pain from contractions began to hurt, especially in my back since you are required to keep your back completely still while the epidural is inserted. At 9:42, Dr. Howard, the best anesthesiologist in the world, came in to give the epidural. Dr. Howard carries all his equipment in a 5 drawer, steel Craftman's tool case that rolls. When he knocked on the door and I asked who it was, my mom said "the guy with the craftsman tools," to which I relied, "well he has the wrong room! I don't need to be drilled on." Dr. Howard had a way of calmly explaining everything while at the same time not making you feel like he know more than you or that you should just accept what he says and not ask any questions. You almost feel as if you have known him for years.
While the epidural was being inserted, I leaned against Jody, the nurse. It was the first time I had leaned at a 90 degree angle since having my water broken. Hello Niagra Falls. I was gushing everywhere, even down the bed, on the floor and onto Jody's shoe. Let me tell you it was really hard to keep very still while I was having the biggest wet my pants experience in my life.
The epidural took effect almost immediately and from that point, I didn't feel much at all. To my surprise, the epidural did not cause severe heaviness in my legs that I was expecting. In fact, looking back I cannot really tell you what it felt like, just that I didn't feel any pain. At this point, I knew that I would safely be able to say that despite being pregnant and having a child, I have no idea what a contraction actually feels like. I think I like it that way!
From that point, things moved relatively slowly. The nurse would increase the dosage of pitocin approximately every 20 minutes to hopefully increase the intensity of the contractions to increase dilation of my cervix.; By 11:30, I was 1.5 cm and still 80% effaced. That meant that I had in 5 1/2 hours, I had only dilated a 1/2 a centimeter. The nurse decided to continue to increase my pitocin and told me not to get discouraged. However, every time she would increase the pitocin drip to 18 (the max is 30), I would have back to back contractions, and Evan's heart rate would drop and continue to stay low after the contraction had passed. As explained to me by Dr. Hall, my OBGYN, while a drop in heart rate is normal during intense contractions, and can actually indicate that things are progressing and it is almost push time, it is not normal and potentially dangerous for the baby's heart rate to drop after a contraction as this usually indicates that the baby is not recovering and receiving adequate oxygen in between contractions. Thus, I was placed on oxygen at 1:15 in the hopes that this would help Evan. The nurse also turned the pitocin off twice to give baby Evan a rest.
At this time, I began to wonder whether a vaginal delivery would be an option for me. Although the medical staff had not mentioned a c-section, I wondered how Evan was going to handle active labor since I was technically still in "latent labor" which is not as intense or painful as active labor. I began texting my aunt Michelle and sister-in-law Amber to figure out whether there was any chance Evan could tolerate later contractions when these earlier ones seemed to be painful for him. At that point, I knew, like I had always known, that we would probably end up having a c-section. I was completely OK with this. Bill, on the other hand, was nervous and protective of me. Like any husband, the thought of his wife undergoing surgery is something he would rather avoid.
At 2:15, Dr. Hall checked me and I was only 3 cm dilated and Evan still did not seem to tolerate the contractions very well. It was then that she confirmed what I had been thinking, I should consider a c-section.
The conversation went something like this:
Dr. Hall - Well, we do not like how Evan is responding to the pitocin. There is chance that we could stop the pitocin for a while, give Evan a break, and then try again in the hopes that he can tolerate the contractions. However, I must be honest, you are only 3 centimeters and have a long way to go. I do not want you to rush you into a c-section but want to be honest about what is happening here.
Jodi - Bill what do you think?
Bill - I just want a healthy baby and healthy wife. I just want you to tell us what you recommend.
Jodi - Well, maybe it is because I have no experience with either one, but I have absolutely no preference. I honestly was not looking forward to a vaginal delivery anyway.
Dr. Hall - Well, at this point you have a long way to go with no promises. A c-section is major surgery and you shouldn't rush into it, but I think it is the best option for you.
Bill - OK, lets do it. (I later found out that Bill had asked Dr. Hall a litany of questions outside my presence about the safety of c-section, the recovery restrictions, etc. I guess he didn't want me to know how nervous he was).
The only emotions I felt I that point was relieve. I no longer had to sit and watch a monitor with my baby's heart rate dropping and trying to convince myself and everyone else in the room that it was normal. I guess I felt like I would take the extra burdens of recovery any day over having to experience vaginal delivery and especially over having to push Evan to the limits of what he could tolerate. My first motherly sacrifice I guess.
After waiting for the photographer to arrive, Evan Wesley Cole was born via c-section at 3:32 p.m. The c-section was so simple, quick and painless. Seriously, in what seemed like seconds, it was over. In actuality, I think it was approximately five minutes after Dr. Hall began the surgery and about twenty minutes after I was rolled into the operating room.
I know that many people were praying for Bill, Evan and I both leading up to and during the induction, labor and delivery. I know those prayers were answered because the calmness of the hospital was unmistakable. Despite this being my first labor, I remained calm and excited throughout the entire process. The nursing staff and doctors were the best and I am so grateful that they were there to take care of us. Recovery has also been relatively painless and I love being a mom. I could not have imagined things to go more smoothly.
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Arkansas Showers
Bill and I were given two great showers in Arkansas. It was so wonderful to see everyone and share the happiness that just exudes from the anticipation of pregnancy and baby Evan's arrival. First, here are a few pictures taken of the shower given by Bill's sister Amber and cousin Candice.
The last two pictures are of Amber, Heather and myself. Our family is expanding rapidly and Evan will have two cousins with very close birthdays. Amber and I were actually due one day apart, but her sweet little Bailey decided to come early on November 29th. Heather's sweet little girl, Payton, will be here on or before Thursday, December 22nd. Life should be fun with three little ones.
Next up are pictures from the shower given by Bill's mom, sister Courtny, and my friends, Ailini, Candice, Nikki, and Valerie. As with the other showers, everything was perfect! We are so lucky.
The last two pictures are of Amber, Heather and myself. Our family is expanding rapidly and Evan will have two cousins with very close birthdays. Amber and I were actually due one day apart, but her sweet little Bailey decided to come early on November 29th. Heather's sweet little girl, Payton, will be here on or before Thursday, December 22nd. Life should be fun with three little ones.
Next up are pictures from the shower given by Bill's mom, sister Courtny, and my friends, Ailini, Candice, Nikki, and Valerie. As with the other showers, everything was perfect! We are so lucky.
Induction
Tomorrow, Bill and I will check into the hospital to be induced. After waiting 41 weeks, we have decided that enough is enough and it is time to evict Evan. Right now, I am not even sure what emotions I am feeling. My emotions change every five minutes, so it is hard to track down just one.
Mainly I am feeling anxious and nervous about the labor and delivery process. I will be getting an epidural and trust the nurses and doctors, so that helps. But, I know it will be painful. Or as my friend Beth puts it, it will be labor, and labor = hard work. Perhaps it is because I have yet to feel a true contraction, but the anticipation of contractions make me nervous. The best way I know how to describe it is as if someone wanted to pay you $1,000.00 to slap you across the face or hit you with a rubber band. Sure, I would take the bet knowing the pain is temporary and who doesn't want a $1,000.00, but that doesn't mean I am not going to flinch every time that person comes close to me. I just hope I remember to breath!
Aside from just beginning the process, I am not really nervous about anything else that will take place in the hospital. Maybe the hospital is like a safe zone. No matter what I happens, I know I will be in good hands. I could go one for days about the various things I am nervous about once we get home, but one day at a time right. :)
Bill and I have hired a photographer to document the birth of baby Evan. My hope for this is that not only will Bill and I be able to have these pictures to reflect back on perhaps the most important day of our lives, but also that our families who were not able to travel for Evan's birth will feel, at least in a small way, that they were part of this amazing experience. The photographer will make a slideshow of Evan's birth (I promise it will be G-rated), and I will try to email it to everyone as soon as possible.
Mainly I am feeling anxious and nervous about the labor and delivery process. I will be getting an epidural and trust the nurses and doctors, so that helps. But, I know it will be painful. Or as my friend Beth puts it, it will be labor, and labor = hard work. Perhaps it is because I have yet to feel a true contraction, but the anticipation of contractions make me nervous. The best way I know how to describe it is as if someone wanted to pay you $1,000.00 to slap you across the face or hit you with a rubber band. Sure, I would take the bet knowing the pain is temporary and who doesn't want a $1,000.00, but that doesn't mean I am not going to flinch every time that person comes close to me. I just hope I remember to breath!
Aside from just beginning the process, I am not really nervous about anything else that will take place in the hospital. Maybe the hospital is like a safe zone. No matter what I happens, I know I will be in good hands. I could go one for days about the various things I am nervous about once we get home, but one day at a time right. :)
Bill and I have hired a photographer to document the birth of baby Evan. My hope for this is that not only will Bill and I be able to have these pictures to reflect back on perhaps the most important day of our lives, but also that our families who were not able to travel for Evan's birth will feel, at least in a small way, that they were part of this amazing experience. The photographer will make a slideshow of Evan's birth (I promise it will be G-rated), and I will try to email it to everyone as soon as possible.
Work Shower
Here are few pictures from my work shower. Bill and I had a great time and were blessed with so many great gifts. Unfortunately, we did not get one picture with all the gifts, so you are just going to have to take my word for it.
Pride
I used to have it. Now, well now I just have stretch marks! Truth be told, I haven't been posting pictures on here because, well, I would rather not look at them. There is a reason why pregnant women cannot see below their belly button. It is frightening, that is why! I am thinking I will continue taking weekly or monthly pictures after Evan is born, hopefully tracking my progress as I get smaller. That sounds like a lot more fun! Because I have lost all pride, here are the last 3 months of pictures. Yes, I stopped taking weekly pictures and resorted to once a month. Sorry, it was all I could get myself to agree to.
Hopefully they will get smaller and disappear with time. If not, there is always surgery. :)
As you can see, during months 8 and 9, I was big. But at least at the beginning of month 9, I did not have any stretch marks. I thought I was in the clear. It gave me a false sense of security. Sometime around 37 or 38 weeks, I was attacked by a tiger in my sleep. I have no other explanation. Below is the 40 week picture. It is from the side, so you can only see a few, but just imagine that all the way across to the other side. Yay me!
Hopefully they will get smaller and disappear with time. If not, there is always surgery. :)
Monday, December 12, 2011
Baby Showers
WOW, Bill and I are truly blessed. Through work, friends and family, we had four, yes four, showers. Evan has everything he could possibly need and more. Now that the showers are complete and we are just waiting on Evan to make his appearance, I thought I would share some photos from each shower. Here are pics from our first shower given by my family in Louisiana. Thank you so much everyone for making this time in our lives extra special.
Advice
During my showers, Bill and I asked everyone to write down advice they had for us as parents. The things written were so sweet and we wanted to share them with you. So, here it goes:
Always put socks on a baby. Give lots of love, have patience, especially with toddlers. Let him be a boy, i.e. get in the mud, collect bugs, etc., but if he likes dolls, dishes, cooking, etc., then let him do that too. ~ Aunt Deloris
Don't sweat the small stuff - Enjoy each phase of childhood. Pray for him each day. Speak blessings over him each day. Always keep in extra set of clothes for him with you (at every age :) ) ~ Mom (Dianne Hantz)
Sleep when you can. Love every minute of every day. . . It goes by so fast! ~ Valerie
(1) Buy lots of batteries for toys, monitor, etc, (2) you can never have to many socks, burp cloths, bibs; (3) you will get it as you go along. I know you will be great! ~ Lini
You will be amazing parents ~ Candice
Well, I'm not much for parenting advice, so. . . call me if you need help with his medicine. ~ Nikki
Sleep when the baby is sleeping. Always encourage. Hugs & kisses always. Rock them as much as you want! ~ Nana (Dianna Yarbrough)
Give Evan lots of love. Always let him know how special he is. Teach him about Jesus and that he always has a friend in Him. ~ Tracey
Try not to let them start sleeping in your bed. It is hard to break the habit once started. ~ Anonymous
Feel free to be mean when you discipline him. He will love you for it later. ~ Anonymous
Do the best you can. Treasure every minute. They grow so fast. ~ Grandma Hickox
Give him lots of love. Have patience. Take them to church and teach them about the love of God and to always trust Him to see them through an situation. ~ Granny Cole
Listen to what they are saying -- Be a mother and a friend. ~ Marsha Cole
Cherish every moment. They grow up so fast. Make sure to always have family time and try to be consistent. It is hard sometimes. Not to worry, you will be great parents. ~ Amber and Franco
Love every minute while he is little and spend as much time with him as possible. They grow up way too fast. You guys will be great! ~ Candice Palmer
Try to always remember that Evan will only be small for a short amount of time in comparison to a lifetime. . .enjoy all the good and not so good because one day you will miss them both! ~ Ashley
Rock your baby -- don't worry about spoiling him. The time you spend rocking will not be wasted - soon he will be running and busy on his own buy you will always be a welcomed, loving spot for him. Also, make up silly songs - they love it when they are small and you can drive them crazy with them when they are teenagers. ~ Mimi
Keep his diaper clean. ~ Granny Hantz
Love this baby Evan and enjoy him. Teach him to love Jesus and read to him everyday. ~ Jayme Martin
Show Daddy how to change his diaper. Have lots of patience and pray often. ~ Mawmaw
Be the boos and train him young. ~ Savanna, John and Eli
Speak blessings over Evan everyday. Speak words of purpose and based on the promises of God. Your affirmation will reassure him of his Heavenly Father's love & acceptance. ~ Aunt Liz
Take time and enjoy him. He will grow so fast. Get a housecleaner! ~ Mandy
Thanks for all the great advice everyone!
Always put socks on a baby. Give lots of love, have patience, especially with toddlers. Let him be a boy, i.e. get in the mud, collect bugs, etc., but if he likes dolls, dishes, cooking, etc., then let him do that too. ~ Aunt Deloris
Don't sweat the small stuff - Enjoy each phase of childhood. Pray for him each day. Speak blessings over him each day. Always keep in extra set of clothes for him with you (at every age :) ) ~ Mom (Dianne Hantz)
Sleep when you can. Love every minute of every day. . . It goes by so fast! ~ Valerie
(1) Buy lots of batteries for toys, monitor, etc, (2) you can never have to many socks, burp cloths, bibs; (3) you will get it as you go along. I know you will be great! ~ Lini
You will be amazing parents ~ Candice
Well, I'm not much for parenting advice, so. . . call me if you need help with his medicine. ~ Nikki
Sleep when the baby is sleeping. Always encourage. Hugs & kisses always. Rock them as much as you want! ~ Nana (Dianna Yarbrough)
Give Evan lots of love. Always let him know how special he is. Teach him about Jesus and that he always has a friend in Him. ~ Tracey
Try not to let them start sleeping in your bed. It is hard to break the habit once started. ~ Anonymous
Feel free to be mean when you discipline him. He will love you for it later. ~ Anonymous
Do the best you can. Treasure every minute. They grow so fast. ~ Grandma Hickox
Give him lots of love. Have patience. Take them to church and teach them about the love of God and to always trust Him to see them through an situation. ~ Granny Cole
Listen to what they are saying -- Be a mother and a friend. ~ Marsha Cole
Cherish every moment. They grow up so fast. Make sure to always have family time and try to be consistent. It is hard sometimes. Not to worry, you will be great parents. ~ Amber and Franco
Love every minute while he is little and spend as much time with him as possible. They grow up way too fast. You guys will be great! ~ Candice Palmer
Try to always remember that Evan will only be small for a short amount of time in comparison to a lifetime. . .enjoy all the good and not so good because one day you will miss them both! ~ Ashley
Rock your baby -- don't worry about spoiling him. The time you spend rocking will not be wasted - soon he will be running and busy on his own buy you will always be a welcomed, loving spot for him. Also, make up silly songs - they love it when they are small and you can drive them crazy with them when they are teenagers. ~ Mimi
Keep his diaper clean. ~ Granny Hantz
Love this baby Evan and enjoy him. Teach him to love Jesus and read to him everyday. ~ Jayme Martin
Show Daddy how to change his diaper. Have lots of patience and pray often. ~ Mawmaw
Be the boos and train him young. ~ Savanna, John and Eli
Speak blessings over Evan everyday. Speak words of purpose and based on the promises of God. Your affirmation will reassure him of his Heavenly Father's love & acceptance. ~ Aunt Liz
Take time and enjoy him. He will grow so fast. Get a housecleaner! ~ Mandy
Thanks for all the great advice everyone!
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
My sweet baby
Bill and I were able to see Evan in 3d today. He melts our hearts and we think he is just so perfect. Here are a few pictures:
Monday, October 17, 2011
Evan's Belize trip
In August, Bill and I went to Belize with my parents, John and Savanna. I just thought I would share a picture to prove that yes, Evan had a great time. In this picture he is fishing and likely wishing he was with his dad since his mom really sucks at fishing.
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