Week 3

Week 3 has been so great- we're all getting more sleep and feeling much more alive! Baby Davis changes a little each day and that is just so fun to watch. He makes more noise, he is more awake, and he is growing bigger each day. He is still so small though- small enough that we had to buy a teddy bear with a UT sweatshirt on in order for him to have a little shirt for the upcoming championship game. All the real baby clothes were way too big! Anyway- here are some pictures from the last week. Time is seriously flying by...

Baby Blues

Are real and oh my gosh did I have them last week...
I went from feeling like I was as high as a kite- everything was purely euphoric- to feeling so tired, hopeless and well, blue. I've been feeling a million times better this weekend- so thanks for your thoughts and prayers- I appreciate them.

Also- a huge shout out to my mom and Nikki who have been helping us through the sleepless nights- you guys are the best.

Little Davis is doing great- we have his 2 week check up tomorrow so I'm excited to see how much he weighs and all of that good stuff.

Week 2

Here are some pics from week 2...

In Our State of Delirium

Like I said- the first week was amazing and euphoric and also side-splittingly funny. Basically- we had the baby and then the nurses just hand them over to you- without any instructions or guidance- and there you are. So many silly things happened both due to our lack of knowledge with a newborn and our lack of sleep. Davis had some really funny ones...

1) singing christmas carols for hours on end because his voice would get baby Davis to relax and stop fussing
2) singing the whole tune of the happy birthday song with the words "i don't really know the words of this song..." and then me reminding him that it's just the birthday song.
3) asking me my middle name so he could tell the nurses
4) waking up in a complete daze- so much so that he was staring at the nurse and I for about 2 minutes before he heard me say "Davis- turn OFF the phone..."
5) responding to B's question "so how many diapers..." by saying "ahh, how many divers?" with a face that signaled that he thought B was asking him some sort of trivia question.
6) listening to his cousin tell a story about this guy that broke her phone...and then asking "which thumb did he break? are you going to press charges?"
7) and of course, Davis and I both losing control of our bodily functions during an improv game with Courtney and B.

Ahh, memories.

So...

One of the three Bennetts is sleeping well. Guess who?

A Baby Story

So before I lose the details due to lack of sleep and time- I wanted to share a quick overview of how baby Davis came into the world last Saturday.

Last friday night Davis and I decided to go for a long walk...we then went on a date for some spicy mexican food and also shared a slice of ancho fudge pie at ZTejas. It was really a perfect date and looking back- it's so funny to think that we would be headed to the hospital that same night. We had no idea.

Around 3:30 that morning I woke Davis up and basically said "Davis- I don't think this is labor- but my back is hurting so badly- I really can't take it anymore. I need to call the doctor and see if they can at least give me something for the pain." I called the doctor- he asked me how far apart the pain was- to which I said "the pain doesn't really stop- I don't think it's contractions." Either way- he asked me to come in to check things out and I was quite sure that it wasn't real labor and that we would be driving back home an hour later. Davis ran around crazily though, trying to get our things together, and I could tell he was so excited so I kept telling him it was probably nothing becuase I didn't want him to be disappointed...as we drove though, in addition to the constant pain, I started to notice some waves of additional pressure that were about 3-4 minutes apart.

Sure enough- I was in labor. They checked us in, we waited about 2 hours, had some SERIOUS contractions and then got the epidural. Night and day is how different the contractions felt from there on. Around 6:30 my mom and Nikki got there. Around 8:30 Courtney and B got there, and around 10:00, Katie got there. We spent most of the day laughing and talking- and even got Katie and Courtney to do some high school drill team routines in the delivery room. It was a really great day.

Around 2:30/3:00 the doctor came in and said that we could start pushing. The bad news of the day was that my doctor was not there. I was pretty disappointed at first- especially as he is known for coming in on his days off to deliver his patients. The doctor I had was a total dud- he kept making jokes about me finishing in time for the LSU game, and if it wasn't for the amazing nurse- I probably would have been a basket case. I just tried to tell myself that it was what it was and I might as well relax and go with it.

They thought I would only push for a short time- so our friends and family left and we thought we would be done in no time. 2.5 hours later- I was still pushing and it was still just the nurse, Davis and I. Little Davis wouldn't turn his head- so for a while it felt like I was getting nowhere and I was worried they would have me do a c-section. However, we literally pushed through and at 10 till 6:00 p.m. we heard the nurse on the phone, frantically calling the doctor, other nurses, etc. saying "I need a baby catcher!" 5 or 6 people swooped in and then next thing you know, at 6:02 p.m. little Davis was born.

I can't describe the experience in any other way than "out of body". I remember feeling like I was watching the situation from the outside in- and I also remember thinking "this is the most ridiculous idea ever- trying to get a baby out this way..." Then next thing you knew, Davis was telling me how beautiful he was and the nurse plopped his gooey little body right on my chest. Again- it was almost like total shock. I just stared at him and started to cry in happiness and disbelief. It's funny how you can prepare for this for almost a year and yet still when it happens- you are blown away. It was a crazy beautiful moment.

We spent the next 2 days in the hospital and it was both incredibly hard and tiring and frustrating, AND beautifully sweet, intimate, and miraculous. Davis was such a champ- I could not have done all of it without him. He was there for every fuss, every feeding, every everything. He sang to little Davis and he rocked little Davis, and he talked to nonsense to little Davis as we both became more and more delirious.

We've been home a week now and it's all been such a blur- so fast and while we're both so tired it's unbelievable- we are loving it. Every time I pick him up again- I am amazed and excited and in love. All those cliches are true- sappy or not- and I am sure that becoming Davis' parents is the best thing we've ever done.

God is good.
P.S. I will also do a post just listing the ridiculously funny things that we've done or said in the past week because they are priceless, should give you a laugh, and I want to remember them.

Davis and Davis

Big Davis doesn't think that little Davis looks so much like him...to that I say, REALLY? HA!

A Few More Pics

One Week

Today marks Davis' one week birthday! We've had so much fun with him this week- every once in a while big Davis or I will say "I can't believe we get to keep him!" He has been a great baby so far- really only cries when he's hungry and when he gets his diaper changed. Other than that- he sleeps or looks around with wide eyes. He really likes Ray LaMontagne- which makes sense- most of his songs put me to sleep too. He loves it when Davis sings too and you'd be amazed at all the silly songs Davis has come up with- sometimes christmas carols, sometimes the birthday song, sometimes christmas carols lyrics to the birthday song tune. You just never know...

Things are good. :)

The Bennett 3

It's wednesday November 11th, and just 4 days ago, on November 7th, Davis and I added to our wolf pack, Davis Bennett, III (for clarification sake). It's only been four days and I can already tell you it's the hardest thing we've ever done, and/but certainly the best. All the cliches are true- you can't believe you even have the capability to love someone so much, your world changes in an instant, and you feel both totally overwhelmed and like you can't imagine why you waited to long to add such an amazing little person to your family in the first place.

So much to write- but just some pictures for now so I can sneak in a nap today.
Signing off with- thank you friends and family- we seriously have felt so loved, cheered for, and taken care of. And to big Davis- man I thought I loved you before- but I had no idea. :)

Also and p.s. labor stories and more deets to come.

Lucky

I am lucky to have such fun girlfriends. I just laughed so hard at the draughthouse I thought I might go into labor right then and there. Thanks God- you've done me a solid.

Memories

As excited as Davis and I are about little Davis coming- we have had some really sweet times in the past couple weeks- so I want to document them so in 5 or 10 years we can look back, read them, and smile.

Last week we had a hot date at Eddie V's and went to a few movies at the Paramount. Davis got us producer's passes for the Austin film festival- so we were able to see "The Young Victoria"- which was amazing- and "Up in the Air" with George Clooney. Jason Reitman, the director, was there to talk before the show, and right when he started talking and it got quiet, Davis dumped his full large buttered popcorn on the lady in front of him. It was like the tub was just propelled upward and forward off his lap, showering the poor gal in front of him. As if that wasn't awkward enough- he kept trying to rub the cheese salt off her black velvet jacket- which got really awkward. The lady didn't even say anything- but she just kept staring at Davis over her shoulder with pure hatred. Finally I was like "Davis- quit touching her..." So then we could NOT stop laughing. My whole body and belly was just shaking trying to keep quiet. It was so much fun.

Then Friday we met up with B and the Greers at Frank- I got a hot dog with jalapenos just to see if I could get some things moving. Saturday and Sunday were amazing- we slept in till 11 or noon both days and just watched movies and hung around together all day. It was sooo nice.

I've had yesterday and today off work and yesterday I couldn't really enjoy myself. It certainly didn't feel like vacation, more like I'm just sitting around waiting for baby Davis to come. I went to the book store and stupidly bought a book I've already read that wasn't so great the first time- OOPS- so then I tried a different book store last night- but couldn't even figure out what book I wanted to read. Around that time, while perusing home magazines at B&N, I decided that I needed to enjoy these last few days and just try to forget about having a baby in the next few days (if at all possible).

So this morning I woke up for my first day of vacation- had a GREAT prenatal massage- then went for a smoothie and spent the rest of the day just doing things I either wanted to do or things I needed to do...and it's been really nice.

Anyway- it's been really fun and I just want to remember it. :)

Also

Went to the doctor this morning and decided that if Davis hasn't come before then- I'll be induced Monday a.m. So here's to my last week without a baby! Please say a prayer that he comes on his own- I think that would be the most fun/exciting and I'm getting pretty anxious to meet him.

Large and in Charge

You want a belly pic? You got it. This is Davis, B and I at Oktoberfest last weekend.
Not letting size or stripes get in my way...