Wednesday, November 28, 2012

On Thanksgiving we went to visit Santa at Bass Pro Shop. We went with Grandpa Steve and Grandma Lark as well as Brooke & Joe and kids who came to visit for the holiday. It was really fun. I was worried Nash would be nervous of sitting with him, but no he loved him! Once he saw his cool beard (which was real) he was all about him. He reached for him and sat right in his lap (and pulled his beard). It was so cute. 




They also had a carousel with reindeer. Nash loved it! 


Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Nash Catch-Up

Nash has been doing some cute little things lately. I was talking to Taylor about how I really need to write some of it down, because there's no way I'm going to remember all the small things he does.  He told me I could blog, which I laughed to. But he's right. I don't think any one really reads blogs anymore, thanks to the wonderful invention of Instagram (which I love). I don't want to fill everyones feed with pictures of Nash, so I'll do it here, even if no one sees it. This way i can remember all the cute things my sweet boy learns and does from day to day. And I think Nash will like to know some of this stuff when he's older.

So for now it's catch up time, here's a few recents...

Nash got his first 2 teeth while we were visiting Grandma and Grandpa in Oregon in August (6 months old). He cried one night for so long and nothing would soothe him. We had no idea what was wrong. He finally passed out and the next morning there was a tooth! We were shocked. A few days later, the other bottom one came in.

Nash got 4 teeth on top a few weeks later. He took it like a champ.

Nash started scooting around the house at about 8 months. He's a full on crawler now. He loves to pull himself up and climb on stuff. He's getting braver and letting go with one hand when he's standing. It's wont be long before he gets even more gutsy and lets go all together.

Nash loves to eat. The only thing he hasn't liked so far is carrots. He loves all fruit, especially mandarin oranges.  We started feeding Nash solids around 5 months and it didn't take him long to figure it out. He recently started on more people food like chicken nuggets, french fries and spaghetti-os, which he loves. I was worried he'd be a picky eater because Taylor was as a child, but so far, so good.

Nash likes to mimic us. He thinks it's a game. We'll cough and then he'll cough. This will go back and forth over and over. He'll just keep fake coughing. He's always had a little fake cough that he does. He's kinda goofy like that, pretending to cough.

Nash is so sweet, but he is not a snuggler. I think we can count on one hand the times he actually snuggled and they haven't lasted long. He's just too busy for it! He's always on the move. He wants to go and be everywhere. Church is particularly tricky, because he can't sit still, plus there are so many people and things to see and investigate.  Last week was the first time in months we didn't have to take him to the foyer. It was a shocker.

Nash is big! He's consistently been in the top 3% of babies in height, weight and head circumference since about 2 months.  At his 6 month wellness check he weighed 22 pounds and the Dr. said he was the size of an 11 month old. Last week at his 9 month wellness check he weigh 25.5 pounds and was 31" long, the size of the average 16 month old.

Nash loves to go on walks in the stroller. We like to walk to the park where they have the baby swings. He loves the swings! He just giggles.

Nash's has recently mastered his first word, which is Mama. He is now working on Dada. He also is pretty good at playing peek-a-boo and high five.

Nash loves the bathtub. He takes a bath every night. He kinda goes crazy in the tub! He splashes us so much and we're usually as wet as him by the end. He's just so excited about it.

Nash is starting to have an interest in tv. When he was a few months old he would lay on the couch and stare at the tv, but now he's really into it. He especially likes Sesame Street, it mesmorizes him. He loves when people sing too. When there are musicals in church he always stops what he is doing and stares at them. He also likes to sing in the car with me. He can't say anything, but I would definitely says he's singing. It's a crack up. Maybe we have a future musician on our hands.

Nash gets to go to his Aunt Lyndsay's house 2 days a week, when I go to the office to work. He's always excited to go and I know he has fun with his cousins Claire and Henry. Claire is a good babysitter. I'm so blessed to have them watch Nash, so he dones't have to do to a day care. I couldn't be more grateful.

Nash is such a joy to have. I'm so blessed to have such a sweet boy. He loves to laugh and have fun and be kinda goofy. Taylor thinks he has my personality, but he definitely has Taylor's looks. They're twins! Taylor is such a good daddy. He was saying the other day that Nash is his best buddy ever. He's so sweet to him.

Okay that's all. I'm glad I did this. I really do want to remember all these things about him.


Some recent tricks....

Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Monday, October 1, 2012

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Giggles

Finally caught some giggles on video. Baby giggles are just the best! 


Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Thursday, June 21, 2012

4 Months

Nash is 4 months old, I can hardly believe it, time is going by so fast! We love this little guy so much!

Nash's favorite things to do is definitely talk! He's always talking, talking talking. He also loves to look around at everything and try to get his hands on everything, and then into his mouth. He so smiley and such a happy guy.  He's giggled for us a few times and I can't wait until he can do it more often.

At 4 months Nash weighed in at 18 pounds 11 oz! The nurse was shocked when we put him on the scale. He is 26 1/2 inches long so he's a big boy in that way too! He's in the 90th percentile all the way around.  I just love all his rolls!

Here's some cute pics of him, if my Instagram feed of Nash wasn't enough for you ;).










Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Nash's Blessing

Last Sunday we were joined by tons of family as Taylor blessed Nash.  It was a very sweet blessing.  Afterwards we had a yummy brunch and got to visit with our family.  Here are some pictures from the day, unfortunately I didn't get my camera out until a lot of people had left.  Thanks to everyone who came and supported our family.











Thursday, May 3, 2012

Snuggling with daddy


Instagram : How did this happen?  He's so big!


Monday, April 30, 2012

Instagram : Kickin off the summer right!


Sunday, April 29, 2012

Instagram :  Mr GQ ready for church


Instagram : My little mummy


Instagram : Nash is in video game training with Daddy.


Thursday, April 26, 2012

Instagram : Last game of the season! Baby Nash has got his Steve Nash uni on! Go Suns!


Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Instagram : This shirt lived up to its words in literally 10 minutes of putting him in it!


Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Sad Stories

Here's Nash telling us his sad stories....


Beautiful Boy



Instagram :  My sweet boy slept thru the night last night! This makes happy baby and mamma.


Monday, April 23, 2012

2 Months

Nash turned 2 months old a few days back. I can't believe how big he's getting.  When we brought him home he was so small and had little chicken legs.  Now he's got some rolls!  He is so fun to have around most days and since he's been moved to his own room is sleeping much better (now if only I could stop worrying about him and sleep myself).  Nash loves to baby talk and kick his feet all the time.  He is becoming a binkie boy, he gets so mad when he loses it, and loves to EAT! And he's getting so great at his smiles! 

2 Month Stats: 
Weight: 13lbs 14oz (90%)
Length: 24 inches (75%)
Head: 16.25 inches (75%)

Here is Nash talking to his best friend, a green frog! 


Instagram : Miracles Happen!  Taylor ate and liked broccoli and he ate way more than just one piece!  This is the biggest success of our marriage!


Saturday, April 21, 2012

Nash Stephen Cotter : Birth Story

Patience... 

I was scheduled to go into the hospital on the morning of February 16, 2012 to be induced so we could finally meet our precious boy.  My mom had arrived the night before and Taylor and I had everything ready at home. Taylor gave me a blessing and over and over he said the word patience.  So much so, It made me worried, but I knew it would all be okay, I would just have to be patient.

The next morning we all woke up early in anticipation.  We were dressed and eaten when the phone rang... we'd been pushed back and it was now a waiting game.  They promised I'd be in within a few hours as others were discharged from the hospital.

Taylor decided to take a rest, which in hindsight was a great idea, while my mom and I went on the hunt for a cute outfit for Nash's blessing.  We shopped around most of the morning, found a great outfit and picked up some last minute things.  After picking up Taylor and eating lunch we still hadn't heard anything! I was becoming so anxious at this point.  Around 3:30 that afternoon we finally got the call! They asked how soon I could be there, I replied "We're on our way, we'll be there within a half hour."

I remember walking into the hospital so eagerly; I was so happy to finally meet my boy.  I thought to myself, when I walk out of here, I'll have a son and be a mother.  It was a happy thought and the fear of the unknown delivery melted a bit.

Once we checked in, I dressed and they got the pitocin rolling (after a traumatic IV experience) (ps I'm a wimp).  They checked me every few hours and there was little progression.  They told us they didn't think anything would be happening today. They took me off the pitocin, inserted something in my cervix to soften it, in hopes it would progress things, and gave me a sleeping pill.

The next morning, my doctor arrived and broke my water.  I was at a 3 at this point.  He said I would begin progressing faster and the contractions would start.  The contractions definitely started!  I was in pain pretty quick.  They gave me a weird exercise type ball to straddle which helped with the pain.  It wasn't too long until I was requesting the epidural.

I have to say that the epidural may have been the worst part of this whole thing. I cried the entire time and wanted to die. It hurt so bad as I felt the needle move around in my spine.  My nurse Lois was my saving grace and got me through that and everything that was to come.  As well as my mom and Taylor.  After this I was finally able to relax and got some rest. Mentally and physically I was so exhausted and I was becoming very discouraged that he would never arrive! They checked me and I was at a 4.  It was mid afternoon at this point.

My nurse let me know not soon afterwards, that my doctor had a death in his family and was on his way to California.  This may have been the beginning of my breakdown.  I really like my doctor and had grown to feel very comfortable and assured with him.  I was pretty nervous about delivering with a doctor I had never met.  The nurse then told me when she spoke with my doctor he asked her to check me again and if I hadn't progressed he was going to recommend C-section. This pretty much escalated my nerves and the pitocin had begun to make me nauseous, I started throwing up over and over.  I was a mess.

The nurse came back to check me a while later.  As she checked I couldn't decide what outcome I wanted.  I really wanted to deliver vaginally but I was so tired and part of me wanted the c-section so it could just be over.  She told me there had been no progression and that a c-section was most likely going to happen.  When the new doctor arrived she checked and confirmed that was the route that had to be taken. She said that it just wasn't going to happen vaginally, it wasn't progressing and my pelvis was too small for what they thought was about a 10 pound baby.  She said all my deliveries would be c-section because of something called CPD meaning my pelvis would always be too small to push a baby out.

Within minutes they were prepping me for surgery.  Taylor and Todd gave me a blessing and I felt calm for a moment.  But once they started wheeling me down the hall into the surgery room as fast as they could, I was freaking.  As we rolled in I saw the clock, 5:27pm.  They had already kicked out my mom and sent her to the waiting room and they made Taylor wait in another room until everything was ready for the surgery.  They moved me from bed to bed, strapped down my arms and I just started screaming.  I was so afraid, so tired, so sick, and alone.  I was shaking uncontrollably and felt like I couldn't breathe. I was screaming for Taylor, but the nurses said he couldn't come in yet. They tried to calm me down but it wasn't happening.  Finally Taylor came in, I remember him brushing my forehead, saying it was okay, and then nothing.

The next thing I knew Taylor was shaking me saying look here he is.  Nash was here! Born at 5:35. All I managed to say was "oh okay."  Somehow I missed the whole thing! After 24 hours of being in the hospital waiting for that moment I missed it! I don't know if I blacked out or if the doctor gave me something, but I don't remember anything. My nurse, Lois told me everything went well, all I said was "does he have hair?" She said yes.

They took me to recovery where I finally got to hold my guy.  It was love at first sight, the most precious boy I ever knew or could imagine.  He was perfect and everything I wanted.  I was so happy and knew that everything I had gone through was worth it, for that sweet boy.

We finally got to the postpartum room and they let my mom in.  She was quite upset she'd been left out and was worried about us all since several hours had passed. I was so glad to see her when she came in.  Everyone still needs their mom, even when they're 27.

We spent the next few days at the hospital as I recovered. We took our boy home the next Monday. Mom stayed until Thursday and Brooke came Tuesday and stayed until Saturday.  I was so lucky to have both of them there as I couldn't hardly walk or get up after sitting.

Since then we've eased into our wonderful life with Nash. What started on November 6th, 2010 when Taylor and I were married, felt complete when Nash arrived.  One stepping stone to this one.

Nash Stephen Cotter 
(named after his Grandpa, not another well known guy :)) 
February 17th, 2012
5:35pm
8lbs 1oz 
21 inches




Meeting cousin Henry




Instagram : Saturday afternoon naps have never been so great


Instagram: First tank top in honor of 100 degree weather in April!


Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Nash has always been very alert.  He loves to look around be awake.  The bumbo chair has been great for  him...


Friday, April 13, 2012

Instagram: Good Morning!




Thursday, April 12, 2012

Instagram: He just couldn't stay awake!


Saturday, April 7, 2012

Instagram: Home sweet home again!




Friday, April 6, 2012

Instagram: My poor baby! He got RSV (at Cardon's Children's Hospital)



Nash was in the hospital for one day after being diagnosed with RSV.  He recovered so fast!