Here is a picture of you and Daddy and uncle Mike and Cousin Elizabeth. Also Nana and Papa and Mimi and Papa.
You will also see your great Aunt Shirly and Uncle Hans. You are so loved!
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Some pictures of you!
We had a lot going on this past month. You love to be held and we rarely (knock on wood) hear you cry.
Here is a picture of you and Daddy and uncle Mike and Cousin Elizabeth. Also Nana and Papa and Mimi and Papa.
You will also see your great Aunt Shirly and Uncle Hans. You are so loved!
Here is a picture of you and Daddy and uncle Mike and Cousin Elizabeth. Also Nana and Papa and Mimi and Papa.
You will also see your great Aunt Shirly and Uncle Hans. You are so loved!
Months 2 and 3!
Dear Gusser,
Happy Birthday Buddy! You are three months old today! The last two months have really brought out your personality. We can thank your Daddy for your sweet and calm disposition. I can honestly say that I love seeing my boys together (you and Daddy) you remind me so much of him.
This month you make us laugh all the time because you love to toot. In fact, we have nicknamed you the “Rootin’ Tootin’ Cowboy!” In addition, I love the fact that world has become very interesting to you. You are starting to recognize all kinds of things from your hands to the sound of both mommy and daddy voice. I will never forget the first smile you gave us this month. I was singing to you and I looked over and you were beaming ear to ear! Tears came to my eyes because it was the most beautiful smile I had ever seen (again, another trait from your Dad).
This month was full of firsts! You took your first trip on a plane to Texas to see your Nana and Papa, Aunts, Uncles and Cousins. On the plane ride to Texas no one would have ever suspected there was even a baby on board. You were so good; you ate and slept the whole trip.
When we arrived in Texas is was HOT! So we decided that it was time for your first swim. Dad had been waiting for this, he fancies himself a swim instructor and coach. What did he do the first opportunity he got-He DUNKED you! You were NOT happy and mommy yelled at daddy. In retrospect it was probably good for you. The next swim, I took you and gently eased you into the water and you loved it! I would like to say you got this trait from me because I always loved to swim, but your dad would beg to differ since he swam competitively.
You also met a lot of Dad’s Friends who kept on saying how much you look like your Dad. Let me just tell you right now that you may have his looks and his personality but I know there is some of me in you so when I figure out what that is I will let you know and there will be a whole post about all the great traits you got from Mommy.
Mommy went back to work at the end of June and you started your school. We take you to the KC Academy and you love it! The first week I was so sad to leave you, but you handled it like a champ charming the pants off all the care givers. They fight over you now. Everyday they give us a run down of what you did that day. At the top of your report card you get rated overall for the day. There are three options; Cheerful, Content and Fussy. We are proud to report that you are pretty consistent on the cheerful.
I have be putting you in your Bumbo seat daily hoping you can hold your head up enough to sit in it. About a week ago like magic I put you in it and poof-you sit up like a big boy. You gave me a look like…Are you happy now, I did it!
One of the hardest things to deal with is that you are changing all the time. Just when I get used to some type of schedule or routine, it seems like it doesn't work anymore. Every day you are growing and getting bigger and we have to constantly adjust our lives to meet your needs. We thought we had your feedings all figured out, but I think you are growing and you now like to mix it up. Sometimes every 3 hours sometimes 2hours…Sometimes 6 oz. sometimes 4 oz.
Regardless of the lack of sleep and the unpredictable schedule and all the other variables that make our days race by, we are having a ball. We can't wait for all the stuff that is going to happen over the next weeks.
We are having the time of our (exhausted) lives with you right now, and we love every minute we are spending with you.
Love,
Mommy
Happy Birthday Buddy! You are three months old today! The last two months have really brought out your personality. We can thank your Daddy for your sweet and calm disposition. I can honestly say that I love seeing my boys together (you and Daddy) you remind me so much of him.
This month you make us laugh all the time because you love to toot. In fact, we have nicknamed you the “Rootin’ Tootin’ Cowboy!” In addition, I love the fact that world has become very interesting to you. You are starting to recognize all kinds of things from your hands to the sound of both mommy and daddy voice. I will never forget the first smile you gave us this month. I was singing to you and I looked over and you were beaming ear to ear! Tears came to my eyes because it was the most beautiful smile I had ever seen (again, another trait from your Dad).
This month was full of firsts! You took your first trip on a plane to Texas to see your Nana and Papa, Aunts, Uncles and Cousins. On the plane ride to Texas no one would have ever suspected there was even a baby on board. You were so good; you ate and slept the whole trip.
When we arrived in Texas is was HOT! So we decided that it was time for your first swim. Dad had been waiting for this, he fancies himself a swim instructor and coach. What did he do the first opportunity he got-He DUNKED you! You were NOT happy and mommy yelled at daddy. In retrospect it was probably good for you. The next swim, I took you and gently eased you into the water and you loved it! I would like to say you got this trait from me because I always loved to swim, but your dad would beg to differ since he swam competitively.
You also met a lot of Dad’s Friends who kept on saying how much you look like your Dad. Let me just tell you right now that you may have his looks and his personality but I know there is some of me in you so when I figure out what that is I will let you know and there will be a whole post about all the great traits you got from Mommy.
Mommy went back to work at the end of June and you started your school. We take you to the KC Academy and you love it! The first week I was so sad to leave you, but you handled it like a champ charming the pants off all the care givers. They fight over you now. Everyday they give us a run down of what you did that day. At the top of your report card you get rated overall for the day. There are three options; Cheerful, Content and Fussy. We are proud to report that you are pretty consistent on the cheerful.
I have be putting you in your Bumbo seat daily hoping you can hold your head up enough to sit in it. About a week ago like magic I put you in it and poof-you sit up like a big boy. You gave me a look like…Are you happy now, I did it!
One of the hardest things to deal with is that you are changing all the time. Just when I get used to some type of schedule or routine, it seems like it doesn't work anymore. Every day you are growing and getting bigger and we have to constantly adjust our lives to meet your needs. We thought we had your feedings all figured out, but I think you are growing and you now like to mix it up. Sometimes every 3 hours sometimes 2hours…Sometimes 6 oz. sometimes 4 oz.
Regardless of the lack of sleep and the unpredictable schedule and all the other variables that make our days race by, we are having a ball. We can't wait for all the stuff that is going to happen over the next weeks.
We are having the time of our (exhausted) lives with you right now, and we love every minute we are spending with you.
Love,
Mommy
Thursday, July 2, 2009
One Month
Dear Gus,
You are one month old! We have been spending the first month of your life getting to know you better. Everyone tells us how cute you are and we completely agree. Nana came in town for a week to stay with us and help take care of you. She was a big help to both Mommy and Daddy. She held you a lot and would talk to you. It was nice to have her there. Papa Steve came in town and then both Nana and Papa had to leave because your cousin Elizabeth was born. Mimi and Papa cannot get enough of you and have been over to watch you several times.
You have had so many visitors. All your aunts, uncles, cousins and godparents came by to meet you. I was so proud to show you off. I still do not feel 100% like myself but I am feeling better.
You are a very good sleeper and we finally figured out the breastfeeding. That was a bit of a challenge. You are in the 50% for both weight and your head and the 30% for height (sorry Gus, you get that from my side of the family).
You are and have always been very alert, they tell me you cannot see much yet but I know you see me. You and I have spent a lot of time together and I am happy to report that I believe you are an old soul. When I was pregnant and when we went to church I would pray that God would send me a good soul. A soul with a big heart and good person, I truly believe we have been blessed.
This past month has been such a whirlwind. At first it seemed that all you were doing was sleeping, eating, crying and pooping. Lots of pooping. You have the amusing habit of enjoying to finish your poop mid-diaper change. Not only that but we decided to do cloth diapers and once you pee you stop when you feel it get wet and then your resume once we change you. You hit me right between the eyes one day. I laughed so hard and your father finds all this very amusing as well.
Speaking of Daddy! He is awesome. I am so lucky to have a husband that takes such an active role. He does everything that I do for you and he is such a natural as a Dad. I hope when you become a man, you are just like your Dad. Please pay attention to him and how he treats others. We can all learn from him.
Also, we are so happy to tell you that your doggy loves you so much. Our Roxie Bell cannot get enough of her new baby Gus. She gets up with me every time I feed you. She even barked at us once for not responding to your cry quick enough. She is super protective of you and licks you to death. We try to keep it to your feet but sometimes she just needs to kiss you.
Anyway, we are really having fun with you. I can hardly wait to see what you do over the next month. You are already waking up and looking around so much. We love being parents! Happy Birthday Gus!
You are one month old! We have been spending the first month of your life getting to know you better. Everyone tells us how cute you are and we completely agree. Nana came in town for a week to stay with us and help take care of you. She was a big help to both Mommy and Daddy. She held you a lot and would talk to you. It was nice to have her there. Papa Steve came in town and then both Nana and Papa had to leave because your cousin Elizabeth was born. Mimi and Papa cannot get enough of you and have been over to watch you several times.
You have had so many visitors. All your aunts, uncles, cousins and godparents came by to meet you. I was so proud to show you off. I still do not feel 100% like myself but I am feeling better.
You are a very good sleeper and we finally figured out the breastfeeding. That was a bit of a challenge. You are in the 50% for both weight and your head and the 30% for height (sorry Gus, you get that from my side of the family).
You are and have always been very alert, they tell me you cannot see much yet but I know you see me. You and I have spent a lot of time together and I am happy to report that I believe you are an old soul. When I was pregnant and when we went to church I would pray that God would send me a good soul. A soul with a big heart and good person, I truly believe we have been blessed.
This past month has been such a whirlwind. At first it seemed that all you were doing was sleeping, eating, crying and pooping. Lots of pooping. You have the amusing habit of enjoying to finish your poop mid-diaper change. Not only that but we decided to do cloth diapers and once you pee you stop when you feel it get wet and then your resume once we change you. You hit me right between the eyes one day. I laughed so hard and your father finds all this very amusing as well.
Speaking of Daddy! He is awesome. I am so lucky to have a husband that takes such an active role. He does everything that I do for you and he is such a natural as a Dad. I hope when you become a man, you are just like your Dad. Please pay attention to him and how he treats others. We can all learn from him.
Also, we are so happy to tell you that your doggy loves you so much. Our Roxie Bell cannot get enough of her new baby Gus. She gets up with me every time I feed you. She even barked at us once for not responding to your cry quick enough. She is super protective of you and licks you to death. We try to keep it to your feet but sometimes she just needs to kiss you.
Anyway, we are really having fun with you. I can hardly wait to see what you do over the next month. You are already waking up and looking around so much. We love being parents! Happy Birthday Gus!
The Story of your Birth
Dear Gus,
I have decided that I am going to write you a little letter each month so you can look back and see my thoughts about you and your development. First of all let me start by saying you have been the most amazing thing that has ever happen to me. I knew I had a lot of love in my heart but it was not until you were born did I know just how much I could love someone.
Let me tell you about the day you were born. Your Dad and I went to the doctor at 5 pm on Monday, April 13th 2009. My doctor knew that I was getting a bit uncomfortable and she did something to me that I believe induced my labor. Anyway, after our doctor visits we would go to dinner at a place called Frankie’s in
Off to the hospital we went and eventually arrived at 3 am. Once we got there they sent me up to my labor room and finally gave me the epidural. Mama was very happy after that, the pain went away and all I could think about was you and that I was finally going to meet the growing baby inside me. We decided not to find out whether or not you were a boy or a girl. I really wanted to be surprised. However, I knew in my heart you were a baby boy.
Papa and Mimi then arrived at around 6:30 am and stayed with us the entire day. Several people kept coming into the room to check on me. Eventually they gave me something to help me dilate and induce labor. At 2 pm I began to push and we were on our way. I pushed and pushed and pushed but not much was happening. I was getting very frustrated and felt exhausted. Then I started to not feel well. I was running a bit of a temperature and my blood pressure was very low. They put a monitor on you inside me and found that your heart rate was very steady and that your blood pressure was low. They highly encouraged me to do a C-section.
This is when things got a little crazy. They came in and did a second epidural for the c-section. After that I could not feel anything from the neck down and it was a little scary for me. It was just such a weird feeling. They made your Dad get into scrubs and wait back until they had prepped me for surgery. Once I got in the room, they hooked me up to the monitors and realized that they needed to move quickly. They began the c-section and your dad was not in the room yet. I asked twice “Where is my husband?” and finally my Doctor shouted "Someone get her husband!" Dad came in the room and I felt a lot better. Because I had pushed for awhile you did not easily come out so they tugged on you a bit. I heard my doctor groaning to try to get you out. The whole time this was happening your heart rate was amazingly steady. Normally when a baby feels the stress of the delivery the babies' heart rate goes way up, not you my dear. You stayed steady throughout this entire process. You amazed all the doctors..they could not believe it and said that they have never seen anything like it. It made me believe that you would have a much laid back personality. Time will tell if this rings true.
When you came out, Dr Roth said it’s a Gus (she new our names ahead of time). Tears emerged and came running down the sides of my cheeks. I believe I soaked the operating table. I looked at your Dad and saw an expression on his face that I have never seen before. He was so emotional and as you will learn he is not usually that way. They whisked you away immediately to clean you up and to make sure you were OK. This made both your dad and I very nervous. I kept asking your dad what was happening because we both felt helpless. They finally called your Dad to come into the room they took you in, and your dad being the amazing husband he is had to make sure it was OK with me and that I was being taken care of. I begged him to go see you so I could know you were OK. You weighed 8 pounds exactly and they gave you an APGAR score of 9 which is awesome. You were bright red and screaming, apparently that is just the way you should be. They wrapped you up and gave you to him and he brought you out to me. I could not feel my arms or hands so I could not hold you and it was killing me! All I could do was kiss your sweet little face and tell you how much I loved you. It was so great to finally meet my Gus!
It took them a while to finish the surgery and I watched your Dad holding you and talking to you. I do have to say seeing him with you and how wonderful he was with you made me fall deeply in love with him all over again. I ALWAYS new he would be an amazing father. We went to the recovery room and Dad called Papa and Mimi who had been so nervously waiting to hear if you were a boy or a girl. He told them that we had a baby boy that weighed 8 pounds and his name was Augustus William Bell. Papa got all choked up and so did Daddy.
So that is the story of your birth. Let me just say that it was intense and scary, but the most amazing experience I have ever had.
I love you Gus!
Love,
Mommy
Check out the pictures of your birth...You are so handsome!
http://picasaweb.google.com/JennyBell12/ProfessionalHospitalPictures?authkey=Gv1sRgCNSq8O7ptZfz9QE#
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