blue light baby

We have been into the doctor every day this week and Adams little feet are sore from giving blood for samples. Unfortunately the results of these samples are not really what we wanted to see and now because there is too much bilirubin in his blood he gets to hang out in the bili-lights all day and night until the levels drop. He is being such a good sport and I think mom is having a harder time of it than he is. I miss not being able to snuggle with him already and he has only been on them for an half hour.

He looks like a little space man in this one.

Another angle, I am glad the technology has changed a little bit since I saw my nephew Mark in an older model. This one has a "blanket" that we can keep on him while he is eating or needs to be comforted, a little more versatile.

This morning under the kitchen lights, just chillen :) He is so much like his daddy already, just check out the resting positions!

Snoozing with daddy the day after he came home from the hospital

Snoozing with mom earlier that day after his tummy was filled! What a little Angel. We are really hoping and praying that this works quickly so we can snuggle with our little monkey again and soon.

Adam Nathaniel Cook

Our waiting is over. Storytime!

Thursday was a busy day, I made the most of my waiting by cleaning, watching some movies, going shopping, eating otterpops, and drawing a picture of a monkey. at 10:00pm Nathaniel and I were both ready for bed. It had been a long day and I couldn't wait to sleep. The lights were out and I was thinking about how the baby kept wiggling down their and how it would be ironic if he broke his own water (as I did mine as a baby) sorry if this is all too much information, but in all seriousness, I'm talking about a baby being born here. :) As I was thinking this I heard a little popping sound. Hmm that is interesting, I didn't think it was my water, there was no gush or feeling like a water balloon bursting like I've heard it described before, it was more like one of those plastic packaging bubbles popping, still, might as well check. yeah, it was totally my water. That was at 10:15

we got to the hospital and I wasn't very far dialated but my hard labor contractions started around 11:30 the whole night was difficult and neither of us slept, I got an epidural around 5:00 AM and at 1:23 PM little Adam Nathaniel came out with little more than a shout on his part. His color was great and from the beginning all three of us have been doing well. I was very tired and a bit loopy by the time the doctor came in, and aside from the epidural wearing off a bit, Adam being sideways and needing to be turned, needing the forceps, and mom getting a few stitches, everything went just great. We are so happy with how it all turned out. We were able to come home Saturday night and everything is still going great. I am so happy to have my little family here around me. The waiting has been worth it!

Picture Time!

He was wide eyed and alert and very content to be alive. I may be just a bit biased but he is seriously one of the cutest little things I have ever seen. He totally has me wrapped around his tiny fingers.

We are a happy family! Dad (Nathaniel) Mom (Amber) and baby Adam shortly after birth.

Tired but oh so Happy. As soon as he came I couldn't take my eyes off of him.

Adam Nathaniel Cook Born the 16th of July 2010 1:23 PM Six pounds thirteen ounces, 19 inches long. Four days early but none too soon!

Waiting

Lately my routine has consisted of something like this: Wake up in the morning to an alarm and then sleep for another hour, then try to convince my husband for the next half hour that he should really get up and get ready for work, eat breakfast and have family scripture study and prayer, make lunch and try to convince my husband that he needs to leave for work or else he will be late, shower and get ready for the day (though depending on how motivated I am this sometimes doesn't happen until afternoon), check the mail, and.... hmm how best to describe what it is I do for the rest of the day? I wait. I wait for my boredom to magically disappear, I wait for motivation to go out walking, I wait for motivation to make a good dinner, I wait for my Nathaniel to come home, or for him to text, I wait for brilliant ideas that will help me spend my time well, but most of all, I wait for him.

With just over a week left until his due date, waiting for Adam has become one of the biggest events of my life. I am waiting for it all to happen, for labor, delivery, tons of pain, and everything that comes with it, most especially for my son. I am actually pleased to admit that this kind of waiting is the kind I handle best. It is like the anticipation I used to get before a big dance or a big race, the biggest difference though, is that I feel like I have been waiting for this for most of my life. Having my first baby ranks right up there with getting married to my prince charming, I know it will be worth the wait. I can just picture Adam, tiny, wrinkled in my arms and me, just staring at him, reacting to funny noises and funny faces he will make. Wanting with my whole soul to protect him from everything, but knowing that he will still cry and still hurt, but I will cry and hurt right along with him.

Things are ready now, we have a car seat hooked into the back seat, dresser full of clothes and blankets, crib with bumpers, ruffles, caddy, mattress, mattress cover, a supply of diapers, a stroller and about everything else we could think of. Just like me, they wait.