His Name Fits!

So I forgot that I said I would post this. I gave you a tiny explanation (click here to read) before he was born but not too much because of that fact that his name is so literal. I was afraid you'd guess ;)

Did you wonder "why Chase Journery"? Well here is our heart behind his name! I'd love to hear what you think, that is unless you hate it. haha.

What is in his name?

So what does his name mean? His name is pretty literal and you may be thinking it is somewhat of a “hippy” name, but here is our reason for naming him Chase Journey.

Choosing a boy’s name was a lot harder than we imagined. It actually took us until I was 6 months pregnant to finally decide what we would want to name a son, if we had one. (By that time, Ted already knew Chase was a boy, I did not.) We had chosen the middle name ‘Journey’ but could not find the perfect, meaningful name for a son.

We chose Journey for a few reasons. For one, Ted and I both had been on such a journey throughout our lives, both having had intense journey’s to get to where we are today. Our journey is unfolding beautifully and that is what we desire for our son. Which leads to our most important reason for the name ‘Journey’. We pray that he would pursue his journey with the utmost integrity, vision, passion and with his whole heart. A journey of becoming a man of integrity amidst the everyday struggles. The journey of humility, vision and of course, adventure. The journey to finding who he is in Christ.

When we came across the name ‘Chase’, I gasped. I asked Ted, “What do you think of Chase? Chase Journey?” He immediately loved it too. We both agreed. It was perfect for why we had chosen Journey. It fit. It was what we desired and it was us.

The definitions we love;

Chase:

-to pursue with intent to capture, to follow in pursuit of (his journey)

-to follow or devote one's attention to (his journey)

Journey:

-passage or progress from one stage to another

Chase’s birth was in fact, like his middle name, a Journey! At 9 days overdue, we had a 42 hour labor ending with a c-section and a healthy boy! Chase entered the world July 18th at 2:12am, at 8lbs 15oz 21in. We are so thankful for his safe arrival!

Chase has already captured our hearts and added such a unique dynamic to the Davis’ family. He is full of life and his personality is already shining through. What a joy! Our friends and family instantly fall in love with him and he has already brought us closer together.

Thus, Chase Journey!!!

Troubles.

A constipated baby and a still bleeding momma (not incision)...

oh boy!

Snuggly!

Tonight this happened for the first time...

He scoot his blanket up to his face!

So I ran and grabbed his froggy snuggly that I've been waiting to show him!

He loves his snuggly and I stinkin' love him!

(Sorry they are blurry! I was so excited that I took photos with my phone.)

2 Month Photoshoot.

Superbaby.

He is a smiley boy, which you can't tell here because the camera distracts him!

He rolls over now. Bittersweet for me, because it means he's growing up!

Chase rolls over from back to front now! Today I was hanging out with a friend and she pulled out a book and read that baby's don't typically roll from back to front until 6 months!

I know I just ranted about people always telling me he doesn't act his age and here I am talking about him rolling over. The truth is, it really is incredible, but when I hear it often, I think that he is growing up too fast and I missed out on his baby stage! It's bittersweet!

A Rant (which I'm afraid I'll later regret).

HUGE EDIT TO MY POST THIS MORNING. I DELETED A LOT BECAUSE I WAS JUST VENTING AND IT REALLY WASN'T FOR THE BEST.

Recently, someone basically told me that if I had stuck it out and stayed with our midwife, she could have helped me deliver Chase naturally... to me that was such a stab. I feel so hurt. I began to doubt myself and it added to the pain I already feel with my birth story not turning out the way I had dreamed. I think out of everything I've been told, that has hurt the worst.

I feel like I am at my boiling point with all of this adding up and the fact that I am not dealing with it. I always do this. Wait until things are boiling over to say anything and by then it's either too late or I just explode.

I really and truly believe that every women is different in how they parent, lose weight, their birth stories, desire for future kids (or not), etc. I also don't believe in ONE way of parenting... I think every child is different and has different needs or disciplines or whatever!

I will say this, I am thankful... so so so so thankful for my friendships with mom's here and far away as well. I seriously have a lot more to be thankful for. I should have done a thankful "rant" instead. I don't know why, but doesn't it seem like the negative things stand out more? When I was pregnant, I could have 3 or more people tell me I looked so cute pregnant and 1-2 people say "you are so much bigger than so and so" and only remember or dwell on the 1-2 people's comments. Why is that??!

Videos.

Chase watching himself in photobooth from Jami Davis on Vimeo.

Boys, Boys, BOYS!

This morning our little guy woke up smiling and ready to play, ignorant of what the morning held. SHOTS! We took him to his 2 month checkup for a physical and immunizations. The moment we walked into the office he began to whimper as if he knew what was coming.

I'm totally making this more dramatic than it really was. Good grief.

He got 3 shots today. He screamed, then sobbed and held his breath. I really hate that cry because it breaks my heart. Ted held him and calmed him down, which took a while but he's fine now. In the moment it seems so intense, ugh! He is totally wiped out from crying and is now napping. Poor guy!

He is now 13 lbs 10 oz (90%) and 23 3/4 inches long (75%). He is healthy and big! Although I just told Ted two days ago that I thought he grew length wise because he seemed thinner. He is still a little chunk for sure, but I could tell he grew.

I'm hoping the weight gain slows down a bit (I think it already is) because as much as I love a chunky baby, hauling him around when he's 6 months plus is going to be quite the workout! Or maybe that's a good thing :) Okay, now I'm rambling...

Two of my friends had their baby boys on the same day this week!

September 14th the world welcomed...

Silas Benjamin Lambert

8 lbs 1 oz 22 in

Bodie Benner Shjandemaar

8 lbs 3 oz 19.5 in

Can you believe all of the BOYS that have been born? This is just c r a z y to me! Maybe it is just the people I know, but wow! Here is a list of the babies that have been born within the last year. I only knew two women who gave birth to girls that past year!

August 08- Seth and Samuel Davies (twin boys)

September 08- Olive Scott (girl)

November 08- Ivan Murphy, Atticus Russell, Jadyn Morris (girl)

December 08- Lucas Sotomayor

January 09- Caleb Menna

February 09- Seth Mayo, Ozzi Tempero

March 09- Landen Henkel

May 09- Jereson Lange, Eli Cobb, Zackary Failla

June 09- Asher Alley

July 09- Chase Davis, Josiah Wellington

August 09- Harper Osburn (girl)

September 09- Bodie Shjandemaar, Silas Lambert

October 09- Turpin & Peterson boys due

December 09- Fishlock boy due

3 girls, 20 boys! Boys, boys, boys... I'm loving it!

p.s. Today is the 18th which means Chase is officially 2 months!

Happy 2 months Chase!

You Know Your A Momma When...

We've finally moved on from "you know you're prego when" to this!

You know you're a momma when:

• I have a hard time with boogers, snot, sneezing people, etc yet I can get a booger from his nose, like it's no big deal.
• When he pees up his side and on me, but I just leave it because he finally just fell asleep.
• My heart explodes with love every time he snuggles momma.
• It also bursts when he pulls away while eating just to coo or smile up at me! Oh my word!
• I've learned two new "languages"; baby talk and Chase's cries.
• When he spits up a little bit on my shirt and I still wear it the rest of the day.
• When my desire to hold him is stronger than my desire to do the things I am usually most passionate about.
• When I take speedy showers if he is napping and if he is awake I put him in the bouncer right outside the bathroom, with the door opened and constantly peek my head out to check on him.
• When I'll act like such a crazy just to see him smile and coo over and over again. Seriously if you videoed me, I could win America's Funniest Home Videos. It's that bad. Sometimes I catch myself and think "I am sooo glad I am home alone!"
• When I now have the desire to learn to cook like never before. I wish I would have listened to my mom and let her teach me to cook from scratch when I was younger...
• Despite the many kids and infants on base, I know Chase's cry immediately.
• When dance parties with Chase to "I've gotta feeling" by the black eyed pees is now a new workout and an evening fav.
• When I cry when he cries because of pain Ted or I caused. Hasn't happened much, but both times it broke my heart.
• When I sacrifice the desire to have cleanly shaven legs each day and can now get away with shaving maybe 3 times a week, 4 if I'm lucky. I used to shave my legs every single day. It was a must in my mind.
• When friends, family, or Ted hold Chase and he cries, I can usually pin point what the cry means and fix it immediately.
• Somedays I only have time to shave ONE leg before I hear his crying in the monitor.
• When I can somehow manage to drive and reach back to hold a binky in his mouth to keep him from crying hysterically. Probably not the safest... yikes.
• When I constantly feel like I smell like baby poo and breast milk.
• When it's hard to say "yes" even when babysitters beg to watch him... at first it's hard to leave the little guy!
• When our living room rug is now a baby blanket with baby toys, diapers and wipes on it.
• When 11:30 pm becomes the perfect time to blog :)

There is so much more, but this momma is sleepy (and we even took a good nap today)!

A Bit Random.

Please pray for my friend Ashton, who was induced this morning and is now in labor! She is due tomorrow and has anxiously been awaiting the arrival of her son. GO ASHTON!

While I'm here and have some time...

Tomorrow (according to the little counter above) Chase will be 2 months. WOW. He has just captured our hearts and most who meet him. He is such a good and happy baby!

In the past week 1/2:

• He has learned to roll over onto his sides. I now am afraid to leave him on the changing table, even if only for one second.
• He uses his fists to rubs his eyes when he is tired.
• He "talks" and coos louder than before. Sometimes he squeals so loudly now! I love it.
• He has begun to show a lot more personality!
• He has slept through the night twice or he sleeps very good, waking up only once to feed!
• He has become more and more a momma's boy.
• There have been a few nights where he would not sleep in his crib, but only beside mommy in bed.

I don't want him to grow up to fast! I feel like he is already!

Okay one more thing before I get ready for work. I made a blog dedicated to me becoming healthy and fit again. I can officially begin working out- which will begin with walking- when Chase is 10 weeks! WOOOHOOO!

http://journeytoafitjami.blogspot.com/

If you have any advice I would love it!

Weight Confusion!

Um... definitely not there and this is 10 weeks prego!

Guachos show no shape, but STILL!

At least I can still smile?! haha

(Why am I posting photos? I wanna show where I am at honestly and keep track of the weight loss. Kind of an accountability.)

So I decided to track my weight loss and here is what I found. I am beyond confused!! I am definitely not a size 5/6 right now, yet according to my weight loss I am only 6 lbs away from my pre prego self?!?!

I am SO confused!

I also know that muscle weighs more and I was "fit" before I was pregnant. Could that be it?! I mean I have barely any muscles right now, from my belly down. I am very jelly and soft... so what is the deal? 6 lbs to go DOES NOT mean fit! NO way am I finished.

Pre-prego: 135 lbs

42 weeks 2 days prego: 183 lbs

Total weight gain: 48 lbs

July 24: - 28 lbs (20 lbs to go)

August 28: -7 lbs (13 lbs to go)

September 7: -3 lbs (10 lbs to go)

September 12: - 4 lbs (6 lbs to go)

Well I do not know what to think and in a weird way... I AM DISCOURAGED! I honestly didn't think that when I read the scale and I was close to my pre-prego weight, that I would still be looking like this and in a bigger size. Sad day! I still have 2 weeks and 4 days before I can work out. I am giving myself 9 months to be down to the size that I want which is actually 10 lbs lighter than my pre prego self: 120-125 lbs. Which is still now where I was before I began putting on the married weight. UGH! It is totally doable so here we go!!

Goal:

A healthy & FIT 125 lbs by April 18th, 2010

09.09.09.

9 Things I Love About being a momma

(9-9-09 gave me a reason to blog)

::01:: Celebrating the small successes and sharing each one with people! I find joy in the little things, but didn't always share that joy and now I have a reason to always share Chase's little successes! Smiling, making bubbles, rolling onto his side, holding his head up, recognizing a toy or face, etc.

::02:: It teaches me to be selfless. A daily lesson. Sometimes an every minute lesson. Getting up earlier than I would normally, sacrificing the raspberry white mocha because it upsets his tummy, taking care of his needs before even thinking about a shower, etc. So good!

Adios!

::03:: I love that being a mom requires me to be an adult and a child simultaneously. I am allowed to be silly to make my sweet boy laugh, talk in a high pitched voice to coax that smile out, dance like a crazy, soon - play pretend, and someday he will paint and colour with me... but I also must be an adult and immediately responsive to his needs.

::04:: I love the look on his face and in his eyes when I capture his attention and he recognizes "it's my mommy!" But I also love look he gets when he is crying and he knows I am there and about to hold him in my arms.... oh my w o r d! Melts my heart.

::05:: It teaches me to be patient!

::06:: Being a mother has challenged me more than I've ever been challenged before. In integrity, in humility, in my walk with God and in my marriage because one day and sooner than I can imagine, he will begin to watch mommy's every move. So, I've been challenged with what I am doing with my life! Hard but good!

::07:: Watching Ted be a daddy! Words cannot describe!

::08:: Chase's life has already strengthened the ties with the people who love us.

::09:: It gives me a deeper understanding of love. Whoa. How to even put this into words?! I really can't.

L o v e.

He's captured my heart.

I will be interested to see what colour his eyes turn out to be. Loving them right now.

Punching at daddy. :)

l o v e.

Staring up at momma.

The photos below are a little late in posting. I actually forgot about them until the other day. Oops. So here they are;

taken @ 4w and weighing in @ 11 lbs 4 oz

Milestones.

Having fun with photo booth, haha.

sweet boy. 1m 2w 4d

His eyes keep turning more blue than dark or gray.

Loving it whatever way they are.

Milestones as of the past 3 weeks:

• sleeping and eating better. Nights aren't too bad!
• a lot more aware of familiar faces, voices and toys.
• gets excited at the above. Today in walmart he was even at the verge of giggling while playing 'peek-a-boo'. (can't wait for the official bout of giggles).
• found his fist which he loves sucking.
• found momma's hair
• found his ears. I captured that moment on video and photo! Soon to post.
• more excitement shown for bathtimes, 'mr.moose', momma & daddy's faces/voices, swing, etc.
• holds his head up a lot better and tummy times he enjoys a bit more.
• cuuuudly!! (with me, mostly... we are working on him being cuddly with daddy)
• 12 lbs 15 oz!!! (our friends here own a scale). He is evening out though and doesn't look that big honestly.

It's crazy how fast time flies. He is already 6 1/2 weeks. Whoa. I feel like there is more but it's 11:13 here in MO where we're visiting. I'm wiped.

*still writing our birth story. It's a long process, but (finally) a good one.*

speaking of birth stories... please pray for my friend Ashton! She is anxiously awaiting her little man and needs our prayers!

Ted's Mini Me.

Chase was sportin' clothes daddy wore when he was a baby.

I'm Pumped! (And I've been waiting to say that)

This morning I woke panicked (15 minutes ago) because I had forgotten to pump the night before so I would have an emergency bottle on hand, just in case Chase is hungry right at my appointment begins. I have a family practice appointment to get my asthma checked out. And I could just see Chase screaming as I'm getting a check up ;)

Anyways, woke up panicked, ran to the living room to pump, and in less than 10 minutes pumped 5 oz from one side alone! And somehow I never look like I've "deflated". It must replenish the moment I finish.

I'm thankful for this baby blog to be able to right things like this, haha. It's a nice outlet for a momma!!