Brock : 6 weeks of Heart-Melting Moments

The saying "time flies when you're having fun" must be true. 6 weeks has gone by ridiculously fast and I truly have enjoyed having this handsome little man in my life the last month and a half.

We have had many heart-melting moments with Brock already. Here's my top 6...

Heart-Melting Moment #1:

This is really multiple moments, and all are by far my favorite. I was really worried about how Jack would react to our new addition to the family. But the Captain has taken on the role of big brother perfectly, showering Brock with hugs and kisses often. Every morning and after his nap when Jack first sees Brock he sweetly says (as sweet as you can say at the top of your lungs), "Hi!!! Hi!!! Hi!!!!!!!" and grinning ear to ear lays on his belly next to the Brockster and puts his face right in front of Brocks. It seems to me he has been waiting and waiting for his brother to get here. And Brock has looked at Jack a few times like he already knows who he is, as if he is thinking, "There you are bro...its been a while." These brothers completely melt my heart.

Heart-Melting Moment #2:
I love watching Heath interact with his boys. He will be roughing Jack up one moment and then tenderly talking to and holding Brock the next. Some guys are awkward or uncomfortable with babies, but not my hunk of lovely. He often tells me "He's is a handsome little guy." or "Brock gets cuter ever day doesn't he?" Seeing Brock with his daddy melts my heart.

Heart-Melting Moment #3:
During his first few days of life, Brock made it clear he wanted me to kiss his sweet cheeks and lips by making this face whenever he was awake. Of course I give in to my handsome little man! The adorable faces he makes melts my heart.

Heart-Melting Moment #4:
I also give in to cuddling with him for hours when Jack is napping or watching cartoons. Brock loves to cuddle up on mine or Heath's chest and we love it too. Jack was not and is still not a snuggler. It will take a lot of self control not to cuddle Brock to sleep each night. Nothing can quite compare to snuggling with a new little baby. This miracle melts my heart.

Heart-Melting Moment #5:
Bath time means relaxation for Brock. He is quite content in the tub. However, he doesn't like drying off afterward. Being a water-lover myself, of course it makes me happy to have another baby comfortable in the water. I only hope it continues! My bathing babe melts my heart.

Heart-Melting Moment #6:
A day over 6 weeks old, Brock decided it was time to smile. I have anxiously been waiting for this and trying relentlessly to get a smile out of my little man for the past week with no luck. We've seen a brief grin here and there, but guessed it was just gas. I must have finally said something funny yesterday because while I was giving Brock my best baby talk, he gave me a big grin, dimples and all! Since then the smiles have continued. The only picture I could capture was when he was asleep. It doesn't show his full smile, but trust me its a cute smile! Its a smile that melts my heart.

Brock, thanks for bringing us so many heart-melting moments. 

I can't wait for the millions more to come. 

We love you!

Moments with Captain Jack

For Easter this year, my mother-in-law gave us the church nursery manual to help us plan Family Fight Nights (my dad's term for FHE). This book has been a great tool to start teaching our Captain about the gospel. Our first lesson lasted 2 minutes. We started by singing 'Jesus Wants Me For A Sunbeam', which made Jack erupt into laughter every time we sang the word "sunbeam". Our lesson consisted of looking at a picture of a little boy and his mom praying and showing Jack how we fold our arms. Jack tried folding his arms once and then made it clear he was done with Family Fight Night. He hoped off the couch and started running all over the house. We tried encourage him to pray with us at dinner as well, but Jack would just stare at us and sometimes even giggle.

A few days later we were visiting Grandma and Grandpa in Kamas. Jack, my mom, and I sat down at the table for some lunch. My mom and I were chatting and began eating. Jack jabbered something at us loudly and when we looked him he folded his arms, bowed his head slightly, and mumbled something for a brief second. When he was done he started chowing down on his lunch. My mom and I were humbled and in awe. Thank you for reminding us to pray Jack! The same thing has happened many times since then. Multiple prayers are often offered by Jack through out any given meal. I pray that this will be the start of a lasting testimony for my sweet kiddo.

I never would have thought that a 2 minute lesson would have made much of an impact, but it did. I have a testimony of the prophets and apostles' counsel to hold Family Home Evening. I've seen the impact of FHE from a perspective as a daughter, sister, and now as a mother. Truly, by small and little things are great things brought to pass.

Brock's Story

It was the morning of July 15, 2013- sunny and hot. I was 4 days past my due date, beyond tired of pregnancy, and headed into the clinic for my 40 week checkup. Heath and Jack were with me, along with our bag for the hospital, with big hopes I would be able to be induced. For two weeks prior I had been having clusters of migraines, restless leg syndrome, and troubles sleeping. Enduring to the end has a whole new meaning for an overdue pregnant lady. Although I had a hard time admitting it at the time, deep down I knew it would all be worth it.

At the check up Dr. Rallison told me I was far enough along to be induced. He also striped my membranes to see if that would help the process along. Excitement rushed through me, thinking we would soon be meeting our new baby. But it was soon put on hold because after calling the hospital to see if I could be admitted, my doctor said labor and delivery was too full to take me for an induction. We made plans to come back later in the afternoon. After stopping at a few stores and meeting Grandma Annie for lunch, we were back at the clinic. This time the hospital had good news for us. They could take us at 3:45pm. It was a weird feeling knowing we would be having a baby soon without being in labor yet.

Jack took Grandma Annie back to our house for a fun sleep over and Heath and I headed to the Church History Museum on Temple Square to spend the last hour before our induction. However, after walking in I was sure I was finally in labor and had no desire to walk around the museum. I would have scheduled an induction sooner if I knew that's all it took to go into labor! I sat on a bench in the lobby while Heath took care of some phone calls. While sitting there and having a few contractions, I began to remember all the unpleasant things about giving birth and the miserable recovery I had with Jack. I became completely overwhelmed, scared, and on the verge of tears. Right at that moment Heavenly Father sent me a tender mercy. Playing on the large screen in the lobby was a message from President Uchtdorf about the restoration of the gospel. I can't recall what he testified of exactly, but I won't forget the incredible feeling of peace that overcame me. I knew everything was going to be fine.

That feeling of peace was soon interrupted by a really strong contraction. After it passed I walked outside and told Heath to get off the phone or I was going to the hospital without him. He decided he better listen to me and we made it to the hospital together. I'm so grateful for a such a supportive and patient husband. He offered me a great deal of comfort in those early hours of labor. After having an epidural we were able to spend time relaxing with each other while waiting for the big event.

Around 8:00pm we noticed my contractions were slowing down and I hadn't progressed much. I was dilated to a 6, so Heath was pretty sure he was going to lose the bet of when our newest little guy would arrive. He guessed 8:14. With my guess being 9:23, I wasn't likely to win either. Fearing I would be ready to push before my doctor finished a c-section that was about to begin, our nurse said they wouldn't give me pitocin until he was out of surgery. Close to 11:00pm, I was given a little pitocin and in 20 minutes I dilated from a 7 to 10 and was ready to push. Our nurse was a little rushed to get everything ready for the delivery! My epidural had worn off quite a bit, so I could feel lots of pressure and wanted this baby out. I warned the nurse of Heath's passing out incident during Jack's delivery, so she was kind enough to put a chair behind him for me. And Heath kept his promise to me and used the chair, even though he said he wouldn't need to, rather than passing out! He was feeling better just in time. After 10 minutes of pushing we finally laid eyes on our precious new baby! As I held him in my arms, I was overcome with love. Its all worth it. 

Before weighing him, Heath and I and the nurses all guessed he would be around 7.5lbs. None of us could believe it when 8.09 popped up on the scale! He wasn't letting anyone win bets on his stats that night. 

Naming this little guy was a struggle. Miles was my top pick. Tommy was Heath's. We could only agree on Brock and Owen. Eventually, Heath gave me permission to write down whatever I wanted on the social security paper. Before seeing him I would have picked Miles in a heartbeat, but after two days of staring at him in the hospital he looked like a Brock to me. So welcome to the family little Brock!

Brock Kerry Bleazard

Born:  July 15, 2013

At:  11:30pm

Weight:  8 lbs 1 oz

Length:  21.5 inches long