Today is 11/22/10 and I am sitting here in St Marks Hospital, watching my perfect little angel Cosette sleep. She is finally here and both Camille and I are so happy she is here safe, healthy and a good baby.
Saturday 11/20/10 We arrived at the hospital at 9 am, checked in, went through all the paperwork, went to our room and waited. I studied for the GMAT and responded to lots of Text requests from updates, while Camille did all the hard work. Cosette was born at 4:10 on 11/20/10, weighing in at 7lbs 5 oz and 19 inches. She looks so much like Afton to me. She had lots of dark hair when she was born, and was such a good baby right from the start.
The doctor asked me if I wanted to cut the ambilical cord, and I said, "no way. If we were doing a car repair, I would be a good help, but this medical stuff, I am no help. Heck this is what we pay you for!" LOL Camille did so good, everything went perfect!
Sitting here in the hospital I think about uncertainty at work, the upcoming GMAT, our pending purchase on the Highland house, Thanksgiving in 4 days, my drive to AZ to sell the factory five Cobra...then I look at my perfect, little, adorable baby girl and all of the other thoughts melt away and I notice I have been sitting here smiling, just smiling and looking at my beautiful little girl. Nothing else matters.
Papa Covey Sr. was right, "do you have a wife, do you have children?...then nothing else matters." Its peaceful times like this that allow me to take a step back and count how blessed we are.
Lance and Afton came yesterday with my mom. When Lance walked in, is eyes were scanning the room looking, and he asked Camille, "Where's the baby?" I said, "She is here in the rolling crib", his eyes were huge, and he had a big smile on his face, and said, "I think we should call here E." (he said that about 5 times. We have no idea where that name came from but Lance really liked it for his baby sister). I then asked if he wanted to hold her, and with a huge smile and big eyes he shook his head. Lance was so cute with her, he kept stroking her cheek and would say, "Give a little kick baby" (just like he did during the pregnancy). Lance is so cute with her, such a good, loving big brother!
Next was Afton's turn. When asked if she wanted to hold the baby she said "ya". So on the bed with Camille Afton, held Cosette, for about 6 seconds, then said "all done" and made the sign for all done. She is not even 2 yet, so she does not get it yet, but gave the baby a kiss on the cheek and was bouncing all around the hospital room.
We really are so blessed. Our children are Healthy, Happy, Smart, Fun, Caring and so darn CUTE!
Monday, November 22, 2010
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Cosette Beth Bennett
Our sweet baby girl arrived!
Cosette Beth Bennett was born on November 20, 2010 at 4:10pm at the St. Marks Hospital in Murray Utah.
Here is the story of getting this beautiful girl here...
I feel pretty fortunate because I don't get a lot of crazy pregnancy-related pain; no swelling, or stretch marks, or heartburn... so, besides the 3 months of being deathly ill and not being able to eat anything, pregnancy isn't so bad! =)
At about 35 weeks I was having contractions every 12 minutes for 3 hours straight. We were at dinner in Salt Lake at Michael's Dad's house with all the family and just before we were about to leave the contractions started. Once we got in the car I started timing them... 12 minutes apart and getting uncomfortable. Michael and I were defenitely worried about having a preterm baby and wanted to be sure that if I really was going into labor that we would be able to get to the hospital in time to slow everything down and not have the baby yet.
We considered stopping at the hospital, but decided to head home to Lehi and possibly go into the Timpanogos Hospital in Orem; that way we could drop off Lance and Afton to Jennifer's house which is only a few minutes away. We got home to the Love Lane house, got the kids in bed, and I was still contracting. The pain was getting more intense, still 12 minutes apart, and with a lot of pressure... this baby was trying to escape!
I said a prayer and asked the Lord to let me know if we should go into the hospital. It was getting close to midnight and if we decided to go it would be a long night for all of us. I prayed that I would have a peaceful feeling if we didn't need to go in and our baby was okay. I felt at peace. I didn't hardly sleep all night because I wrote down the time with each contraction, but after about 3 hours the contractions started to slow to 20 minutes apart, then 30, then 50, then 2 hours... until they finally stopped. I felt so grateful that Heavenly Father heard and answered my prayers. I scheduled an appointment with my OB for that next morning to make sure I wasn't dialating and didn't need to go on bed rest (which I thought I might) and everything looked perfect. All of that contracting, pain, and pressure didn't cause any changes that would put the baby at risk so I was told to continue on as normal. What a blessing!
I made it through the next month and was SO anxious for her to come and kept thinking that she would come on her own before my scheduled induction on Friday November 19th. With my other 2 pregnancies I felt great right up until the very end but with this baby I was pretty uncomfortable during the last 2 weeks. It was difficult to sleep, and the baby was really low. I could regularly feel her little hands pushing down like she was trying to get out... impatient little girl! =) At one of my last appointments while my OB, Dr. Watts, was checking to see how dialated I was he got a confused look on his face and he took about twice as long as normal to do the check.
"Is everything alright?" I asked
"Yes, everything is fine," he said. "I was just trying to feel the top of your baby's head but there was something in the way. It was her fingers."
My baby's little fingers! Wow! I knew that was what I had been feeling! Ha!
Everything was ready for our little baby to arrive. I cleaned the house, got all the wash done, hospital bag packed for Michael, the baby and I, bags packed for Lance and Afton to hang out with their grandparents while we were in the hospital, car seat washed and ready to go... I was READY to have this baby! Wednesday the 17th I got a call from Dr. Watts. He told me that we had to move my induction to Saturday instead of Friday... No! I was so disappointed. It's only one day, but it's crazy how disappointed I was. I didn't want to have one more uncomfortable, sleepless night without my baby in my arms! But I guess I have to wait... Saturday it is.
We decided to make the best of the extra day and Michael and I dropped Lance and Afton off to my parents to sleep and we headed up North. We decided to sleep and Dad and Debbie's house so we would be 15 minutes away from the hospital instead of an hour away at my parents (which was the original plan). We picked up a free entertainment center that I found on ksl.com and headed up to the Park City Outlets and use our $50 gift certificates, that we got for $25!I guess if I can't have my baby getting free furniture, shopping, and spending time with my husband is a good runner-up. =)
I was told to call into St. Mark's Hospital at 6:00am on Saturday and ask if we could come in. The lady I spoke to a few days earlier said that they almost always have their induction patients come in as soon as they call, but on rare occassions they have too many ladies come in the middle of the night and they have to push the scheduled deliveries back.
I couldn't sleep that night. I was too anxious and excited and uncomfortable. I kept dreaming that I missed my alarm. I bet I looked at my phone to check the time at least once an hour. 6:00am finally came. I called in excitedly, ready to hear them tell me to come in right away. They told me that all the rooms were full and to call back at 8:00am. EIGHT O'CLOCK! No! I haven't really slept in weeks, and definitely didn't sleep last night, I was supposed to have my baby yesterday, and now they are telling me I have to wait another 2 hours! Ah! I politely thanked the nurse and said I would call back at 8:00am.
Michael was soundly sleeping and I knew I would just toss and turn in bed for 2 hours and wake him up, so I decided to shower and get ready. After I took my time in the shower to try to kill some time I laid back down on the couch and tried to relax. 7:45am. I can't wait another minute. I call in again. The same nurse answers the phone and tells me that we still can't come in yet. She writes down my cell phone number and says that if she hasn't called me by 10:00am that I should call back. I take a deep breath. "Thank you, I'll be sure to call at ten" I say.
I sit back on the couch. Wow. Things sure haven't gone the way I thought they would. But it could be much worse. I'll just wait patiently until 10:00am and call again.
At about 9:00am the nurse calls back and tells us to come in at 9:30am! Hooray! I am so excited and wake Michael up. I make both of us some eggs-on-toast for breakfast, get our bag together and head out the door.
When we check in the nurse asks me,
"You haven't eaten or drank anything today, right?"
"Right," I say.
Wheew... I got through lie #1... hopefully they won't ask me that again. Now, the only reason I DID eat breakfast and DID lie to the nurse was because my OB told me to. He specifically said, "the nurses at the hospital will ask when the last time you ate or drank was. Eat breakfast and tell them you didn't. You'll need your energy for the delivery."
"Good," says the nurse, "because the reason you got to come in this morning is because we just sent away a girl who ate a big breakfast this morning."
poor girl who got sent away, but at least I'm finally here!
Ah! I totally ate too, but only because of orders from my doctor!
We got checked in, into the labor and delivery room and all set up. Gown on, IV in, monitors attached, and ready to go. Everything went really well. The doctor came in and broke my water a couple of hours later and a few hours after that we had our baby girl!
Cosette Beth Bennett was born on November 20, 2010 at 4:10pm at the St. Marks Hospital in Murray Utah.
Here is the story of getting this beautiful girl here...
I feel pretty fortunate because I don't get a lot of crazy pregnancy-related pain; no swelling, or stretch marks, or heartburn... so, besides the 3 months of being deathly ill and not being able to eat anything, pregnancy isn't so bad! =)
At about 35 weeks I was having contractions every 12 minutes for 3 hours straight. We were at dinner in Salt Lake at Michael's Dad's house with all the family and just before we were about to leave the contractions started. Once we got in the car I started timing them... 12 minutes apart and getting uncomfortable. Michael and I were defenitely worried about having a preterm baby and wanted to be sure that if I really was going into labor that we would be able to get to the hospital in time to slow everything down and not have the baby yet.
We considered stopping at the hospital, but decided to head home to Lehi and possibly go into the Timpanogos Hospital in Orem; that way we could drop off Lance and Afton to Jennifer's house which is only a few minutes away. We got home to the Love Lane house, got the kids in bed, and I was still contracting. The pain was getting more intense, still 12 minutes apart, and with a lot of pressure... this baby was trying to escape!
I said a prayer and asked the Lord to let me know if we should go into the hospital. It was getting close to midnight and if we decided to go it would be a long night for all of us. I prayed that I would have a peaceful feeling if we didn't need to go in and our baby was okay. I felt at peace. I didn't hardly sleep all night because I wrote down the time with each contraction, but after about 3 hours the contractions started to slow to 20 minutes apart, then 30, then 50, then 2 hours... until they finally stopped. I felt so grateful that Heavenly Father heard and answered my prayers. I scheduled an appointment with my OB for that next morning to make sure I wasn't dialating and didn't need to go on bed rest (which I thought I might) and everything looked perfect. All of that contracting, pain, and pressure didn't cause any changes that would put the baby at risk so I was told to continue on as normal. What a blessing!
I made it through the next month and was SO anxious for her to come and kept thinking that she would come on her own before my scheduled induction on Friday November 19th. With my other 2 pregnancies I felt great right up until the very end but with this baby I was pretty uncomfortable during the last 2 weeks. It was difficult to sleep, and the baby was really low. I could regularly feel her little hands pushing down like she was trying to get out... impatient little girl! =) At one of my last appointments while my OB, Dr. Watts, was checking to see how dialated I was he got a confused look on his face and he took about twice as long as normal to do the check.
"Is everything alright?" I asked
"Yes, everything is fine," he said. "I was just trying to feel the top of your baby's head but there was something in the way. It was her fingers."
My baby's little fingers! Wow! I knew that was what I had been feeling! Ha!
Everything was ready for our little baby to arrive. I cleaned the house, got all the wash done, hospital bag packed for Michael, the baby and I, bags packed for Lance and Afton to hang out with their grandparents while we were in the hospital, car seat washed and ready to go... I was READY to have this baby! Wednesday the 17th I got a call from Dr. Watts. He told me that we had to move my induction to Saturday instead of Friday... No! I was so disappointed. It's only one day, but it's crazy how disappointed I was. I didn't want to have one more uncomfortable, sleepless night without my baby in my arms! But I guess I have to wait... Saturday it is.
We decided to make the best of the extra day and Michael and I dropped Lance and Afton off to my parents to sleep and we headed up North. We decided to sleep and Dad and Debbie's house so we would be 15 minutes away from the hospital instead of an hour away at my parents (which was the original plan). We picked up a free entertainment center that I found on ksl.com and headed up to the Park City Outlets and use our $50 gift certificates, that we got for $25!I guess if I can't have my baby getting free furniture, shopping, and spending time with my husband is a good runner-up. =)
I was told to call into St. Mark's Hospital at 6:00am on Saturday and ask if we could come in. The lady I spoke to a few days earlier said that they almost always have their induction patients come in as soon as they call, but on rare occassions they have too many ladies come in the middle of the night and they have to push the scheduled deliveries back.
I couldn't sleep that night. I was too anxious and excited and uncomfortable. I kept dreaming that I missed my alarm. I bet I looked at my phone to check the time at least once an hour. 6:00am finally came. I called in excitedly, ready to hear them tell me to come in right away. They told me that all the rooms were full and to call back at 8:00am. EIGHT O'CLOCK! No! I haven't really slept in weeks, and definitely didn't sleep last night, I was supposed to have my baby yesterday, and now they are telling me I have to wait another 2 hours! Ah! I politely thanked the nurse and said I would call back at 8:00am.
Michael was soundly sleeping and I knew I would just toss and turn in bed for 2 hours and wake him up, so I decided to shower and get ready. After I took my time in the shower to try to kill some time I laid back down on the couch and tried to relax. 7:45am. I can't wait another minute. I call in again. The same nurse answers the phone and tells me that we still can't come in yet. She writes down my cell phone number and says that if she hasn't called me by 10:00am that I should call back. I take a deep breath. "Thank you, I'll be sure to call at ten" I say.
I sit back on the couch. Wow. Things sure haven't gone the way I thought they would. But it could be much worse. I'll just wait patiently until 10:00am and call again.
At about 9:00am the nurse calls back and tells us to come in at 9:30am! Hooray! I am so excited and wake Michael up. I make both of us some eggs-on-toast for breakfast, get our bag together and head out the door.
When we check in the nurse asks me,
"You haven't eaten or drank anything today, right?"
"Right," I say.
Wheew... I got through lie #1... hopefully they won't ask me that again. Now, the only reason I DID eat breakfast and DID lie to the nurse was because my OB told me to. He specifically said, "the nurses at the hospital will ask when the last time you ate or drank was. Eat breakfast and tell them you didn't. You'll need your energy for the delivery."
"Good," says the nurse, "because the reason you got to come in this morning is because we just sent away a girl who ate a big breakfast this morning."
poor girl who got sent away, but at least I'm finally here!
Ah! I totally ate too, but only because of orders from my doctor!
We got checked in, into the labor and delivery room and all set up. Gown on, IV in, monitors attached, and ready to go. Everything went really well. The doctor came in and broke my water a couple of hours later and a few hours after that we had our baby girl!
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Baby #3 Coming Soon!
I have been wanting to take some maternity pictures of the kids and I and finally did! This little girl will be here in a couple of days and we are so excited!
Lance and Afton are both SO sweet to her already. They both love to put their heads on my tummy and talk to the baby, feel the baby kick, and sing the baby songs.
These pictures are so priceless because they capture my beautiful children! I am so lucky to be a Mother!
Afton is Potty Training!
Afton decided that she doesn't want to wear diapers anymore.
One day she pulled off her diaper and said, "Potty Mommy! Potty!"
I was quite surprised and asked her if she wanted to go potty on the toilet. "Yes!" she said. So, I took her to the bathroom, set her on the toilet (making sure she didn't fall in) and she WENT! Wow!
So, I guess we are potty training out 22 month old... not by my choice! I did not think she would be even close to ready for potty training for a while. We didn't bring our little potty, or pull ups, or anything!
I did bring some stickers from the PG house (Marvel Super-Hero stickers), and I made a little chart for her to put a sticker in the box each time she goes potty. I also found an adorable little frog-potty for $5 on KSL.com... which Afton LOVES and calls "Ribbit"... and it is pretty cute to see that little naked bum running around the house!...
Here we go!
One day she pulled off her diaper and said, "Potty Mommy! Potty!"
I was quite surprised and asked her if she wanted to go potty on the toilet. "Yes!" she said. So, I took her to the bathroom, set her on the toilet (making sure she didn't fall in) and she WENT! Wow!
So, I guess we are potty training out 22 month old... not by my choice! I did not think she would be even close to ready for potty training for a while. We didn't bring our little potty, or pull ups, or anything!
I did bring some stickers from the PG house (Marvel Super-Hero stickers), and I made a little chart for her to put a sticker in the box each time she goes potty. I also found an adorable little frog-potty for $5 on KSL.com... which Afton LOVES and calls "Ribbit"... and it is pretty cute to see that little naked bum running around the house!...
Here we go!
We MOVED!
So... I have had a feeling lately that I should be praying for "the right thing to happen" in our family right now. I wasn't sure exactly what that meant, but have been praying for that regardless.
I now understand what the Lord has been trying to prepare me for, and not just the fact that we will soon be a family of 5... there have been so many changes going on and they have just fallen into our laps! The Lord's hand has most definitely been placing things in our path.
For example:
We found a buyer for our Provo house... without much effort on our part... a CASH buyer in our price range who would even let our current tenants finish up their lease (amazing)! Wow!
My Aunt Christine Segura happened to tell us about her next door neighbor's home in Highland that was going into foreclosure. It just happens to be our dream house in an incredible neighborhood... elementary school down the street, in a cul-de-sac, beautiful new home with a huge yard and plenty of space to grow, and surrounded by wonderful, fun, families (my aunt and uncle love the neighborhood). When we walked through it we loved everything about it!
The home was scheduled to go to auction, and seemed to be much too expensive for what we could afford. My aunt Christine talked to her neighbor and found out that she needs a Real Estate Agent and asked if Michael could give her a call. He called Angela (the owner) and became her agent! He stopped her home from going to auction (which is really good for her) and put in an offer for our family! We don't know if this house will be our next "home", but we feel good about the direction we are taking so we are going to give it a try.
We know that us actually getting this home in Highland is a long-shot because we aren't able to spend a ton of money on a house like this, but decided to post our current home in Pleasant Grove for rent just to see if there was any interest in it. We have always planned that whenever we sold the Provo House we would put the money of the sale of that home toward a more "long term home" for us, so we thought that now was as good a time as any to look around.
We found a great family who wanted to move in right away and suprisingly we felt really peaceful about it. As crazy as everything seemed, we felt really good about moving out of our home and into the unknown future! We actually signed a Lease Agreement with the new tenants for our PG house and then moved out 2 DAYS LATER! It was CRAZY and we couldn't have done it without all the help from our ward friends and family.... THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU to all those who helped us out so much on such short notice!
So, now being homeless and not sure where we are going to end up, my brother and his wife offered to let us move into their house in Lehi that is currently vacant. They are letting us stay here for an incredible deal while we figure out what the Lord has in store for us! Thank you John and Christine!
All of these pictures are of our PG House. We loved that house and our neighbors. We have been very sad to leave, but know it is the right thing for us right now.
I now understand what the Lord has been trying to prepare me for, and not just the fact that we will soon be a family of 5... there have been so many changes going on and they have just fallen into our laps! The Lord's hand has most definitely been placing things in our path.
For example:
We found a buyer for our Provo house... without much effort on our part... a CASH buyer in our price range who would even let our current tenants finish up their lease (amazing)! Wow!
My Aunt Christine Segura happened to tell us about her next door neighbor's home in Highland that was going into foreclosure. It just happens to be our dream house in an incredible neighborhood... elementary school down the street, in a cul-de-sac, beautiful new home with a huge yard and plenty of space to grow, and surrounded by wonderful, fun, families (my aunt and uncle love the neighborhood). When we walked through it we loved everything about it!
The home was scheduled to go to auction, and seemed to be much too expensive for what we could afford. My aunt Christine talked to her neighbor and found out that she needs a Real Estate Agent and asked if Michael could give her a call. He called Angela (the owner) and became her agent! He stopped her home from going to auction (which is really good for her) and put in an offer for our family! We don't know if this house will be our next "home", but we feel good about the direction we are taking so we are going to give it a try.
We know that us actually getting this home in Highland is a long-shot because we aren't able to spend a ton of money on a house like this, but decided to post our current home in Pleasant Grove for rent just to see if there was any interest in it. We have always planned that whenever we sold the Provo House we would put the money of the sale of that home toward a more "long term home" for us, so we thought that now was as good a time as any to look around.
We found a great family who wanted to move in right away and suprisingly we felt really peaceful about it. As crazy as everything seemed, we felt really good about moving out of our home and into the unknown future! We actually signed a Lease Agreement with the new tenants for our PG house and then moved out 2 DAYS LATER! It was CRAZY and we couldn't have done it without all the help from our ward friends and family.... THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU to all those who helped us out so much on such short notice!
So, now being homeless and not sure where we are going to end up, my brother and his wife offered to let us move into their house in Lehi that is currently vacant. They are letting us stay here for an incredible deal while we figure out what the Lord has in store for us! Thank you John and Christine!
All of these pictures are of our PG House. We loved that house and our neighbors. We have been very sad to leave, but know it is the right thing for us right now.
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