Thursday, December 10, 2009

17 years later...

In 2nd grade we had a project called "All about Me." it was a book where we filled in the blanks. I came across this book the other day and was amused by my answers. Amused because 17 years later most of my answers are the same. 

Here's an example:
Who is your best friend? Jesus
What is your favorite thing to do? Play basketball (although now I'd rather watch :) )
Number 1-10 the most important qualities in a friend? Jamon got a kick out of this, but I don't think I understood the numbering system so for my number 1 quality I put Athleticism.

the book goes on for quite a while with lots of funny 2nd grade answers. The one that holds the most truth is:

What do you want to be when you grow up? A mom

Yes, even in second grade I knew that I, more than anything, wanted to be a mom. That desire held fast through my whole life. Now being a mom I know I was right on. I DO want to be a mom. I LOVE being a mom and it is truly the fulfillment of everything I want in life.

Corban is 4 weeks old today and I can hardly believe it. 4 WEEKS???? Where did the time go?  I was at the grocery store today and had both newborn diapers and size 1 diapers in my hands. I didn't know which to get since he could fit into both. But since I'm not ready for him to be anything other than a newborn... I went with the ones with the cute umbilical cord cut out... newborn diapers. I'll hang on to those for as long as I can.

Corban sleeps during the day. MOST of the day, but he is bright eyed and bushy-tailed from around 10pm - 3am. Last night jamon and I were both exhausted but Corban was awake and we couldn't bring ourselves to turn out the lights to sleep. We love EVERY moment with him. I don't mind being nocturnal and awake during the day. 3 hours of sleep is starting to feel pretty normal and I wouldn't give up my precious Corban time for anything in the world. I'm laughing now cause I know Jamon and I are both sleep-deprived and in love. A couple of nights ago Corban wet through his diaper as well as at some point spit up... all of this on our nice white bed-spread. As Jamon and I were going to bed, right under the pee-ed on and spit up covered comfortor Jamon looks at me and says "I must be in love cause I don't even mind sleeping in his pee."

Away I go. I've got sheets, outfits and comfortors to wash while Corban catches some sweet Z's.

Love, love, love


Friday, December 4, 2009

cookies, triathlons and saints

Today the basketball team is coming over to break down film... they just may have to do without cookies. poor boys. Here's the deal... they win on Saturday and I'll make cookies. deal? deal!

So in an effort to have some domesticity in my life, this morning I made banana bread and did laundry... thank the Lord Corban is a sleeper. :) It felt good to get things done and not just sit around and stare at Corban (which I still do a good portion of the time. Hours in fact.)

Lately Jamon has taken to teaching Corban how to prepare for Triathlons. By the time Corban is 1 he should be fully aware and able to repeat to you all of his major muscle groups (thanks dad) as well as tell you how to start out swimming, when to take a break, how to pass people on the bike and lastly how to win the Triathlon by really kicking up his running pace at the end. I sure hope Corban likes athletic stuff, otherwise, Jamon and I will need to learn how to like art or music, or whatever it is Corban likes. I am hopeful this lil champ is going to be athletic. Already on Monday he rolled over from front to back with no assistance. YEA!!!!! 15 days old and rolling over.  I was reading on blogs last night about baby milestones and they say it's typically 3-5 months before babies can roll.  Well , perhaps Corban is a bit advanced. Hahahahaha. yes, i am THAT mom. My perfect little advanced boy.

I think I'll go organize something now. So domestic... I really am in my element.

Oh, side note... yesterday was the feast of St. Francis Xavier. Here is a link all about the good man. He is Corban's patron saint so we told him allll about him yesterday. We tell Corban often he'll get to be the first St. Corban if he lives his life right. :)


Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Some pics of the journey so far

Heading to the hospital to welcome Corban Xavier Copeland!

Our First Family photo!Fr. Garrity arrives and baptizes Corban.

Family time before Corban is transfered.Our angel all ready for his first car ride. :(His first ride. Finally home.I love my precious baby boy.He's just too darn cute.Naptime with Daddy.


Tonight reality set in. Corban is here, Jamon is here, I'm here. But Grandma Bodman and Grandma Copeland are both gone. During the day it's gonna be Corbs and me with the occasional visit from Dad when he can escape from work to stare at his new baby boy. WHOA... what an exciting three weeks it's been.

I'll start at the beginning... Corban made his grand entrance into the world on November 12th, 2009 at 4:48am. He weighed in at 8 lbs and 4oz and was 21 inches long. Starting early that morning (5am) I had contractions, but they were sporadic and mild. Around 6pm or so they started getting more consistent so Jamon and I loaded up the car and headed down to the birthing center. When we got there I was only 4cm so they had me walk around for an hour. When I went back to my room they informed me that I hadn't progressed but that I was extremely dehydrated which is why I was having contractions and was so sick (Yes folks... sick as a dog.) So they pumped me full of fluid and pain medication and said they'd check on me later. When they came back they said I could go home and come back Monday to be induced. I then asked our sweet nurse Miranda to check to see if I had progressed before we made the hour long drive back to Ave. Sure enough I was 6cm. Thus I got to stay put. Around midnight I started the "real" labor. Jamon was sleeping and since I've never had a baby before i wasn't sure if this was the part where I needed Jamons coaching and hand holding or if it was going to get worse... so I let him sleep. When I'd finally had enough, about 4 hours later, and asked the nurse for some sort of pain medication she informed me it was time to push... no time for medicine. So Jamon woke up and 30 minutes later Corban was born. I can assure you, many Hail Marys were said for all who had requested some of the grace from my "suffering." When all was said and done I was exhausted. Jamon was a lifesaver there at the end and let me squeeze the bejeebers out of his arm. He got to see Corban first as I was closed eyed and out of it I was so tired. When I opened my eyes, Corban was laying on my chest. It was a moment I won't forget. Also special to me was seeing Jamon look at our precious little boy with such pride and love and emotion. I get teary eyed just thinking back to that incredible moment. We are SO BLESSED. and like every parent has ever said to me... having a baby really is the most exciting and amazing thing that has every happened.

The first words we spoke to Corban were that we loved him, and most importantly God loved him. He is after all Corban - Dedicated to God.

I never knew I could love so much.

Thursday Mom Bodman arrived. I am SO thankful she came when she did. God's timing is so perfect. Friday morning Jamon left to go to an away basketball game and my mom came to stay with me. We noticed Corban having some concerning shaking so we called in the nurses who observed him. Long story short, his shakes were enough to concern the nurses and Dr. on call so Corban was transferred to the NICU (neo-natal Intensive Care Unit) at the Fort Myers Childrens Hospital that night. I can easily say it was THE longest night of my life. I called Jamon who was already in Tampa, he turned around immediately and made it back to the hospital in time to spend an hour or so together as a family before Corban was transferred.

I have to say here that God is amazing and his plan is more than we can know or imagine. i believe with everything in me this was/is an amazing part of his plan and Corbans story though I cannot even begin to know why we had to endure this roller coaster.

Some interesting things that took place during this emotional time:
As The Dr was telling me that he was transferring Corban to another hospital a dear Priest friend of ours, Fr. Garrity happened to pop in. He said he was "in the neighborhood" and wanted to come give Corban a blessing. He also suggested that we go ahead and baptize Corban. Strangely, as the Dr. was talking to my mom and me, that was my prayer... can we please baptize Corban before he goes. God is so good, and Corban was baptized there in my room. Mom and I were there and knew that a heavenly host of angels and saints joined us. Corban is truly and perfectly God's. Jamon arrived shortly after and we were able to spend some quality time together. it is during this time I understood our marriage as a partnership. We took turns being strong and breaking down. Crying and holding, praying and being prayed for. Jamon is amazing, my partner and best friend. I am SO thankful for our marriage and all the grace that comes with it. To God be the glory.

While we were waiting for the ambulance the Scanlan family stopped by. Unknown to them Corban was being transferred to Ft. myers and when we mentioned it they immediately offered up their home to us. AMAZING... their home is 5 minutes from Corbans hospital. Their generosity is and was a huge blessing to us. Friday night when Corban was transferred I was not yet discharged from the birthing center so Jamon had to go alone to the Nicu, and hour away from mom and me. The next morning I was discharged and we went to Ft. Myers and were able to feed Corban and love on him.  Before I could see Corban I was readmitted into triage for a little complication with the stitches. UGH. an hour later I was released and off I went to see my precious boy. Just as we were arriving Corban's neurologist was leaving. He told us that he had run his eeg and couldn't find any problems. He diagnosed Corban with benine neo-natal blah blah blah... basically, he shakes like he has a bad case of the hiccups, but only in his sleep and there wasn't anything we could do but keep an eye on his to make sure they didn't develop into anything more. Praise the LORD... it was nothing serious. The nurses and Dr's at the childrens hospital were wonderful!

Saturday night we stayed at the Scanlans and prayed and believed that Corban would be discharged by 11am on Sunday morning. Sure enough, as we were sitting at breakfast we received the phone call from the Dr... Corban was all ours. We could take him home. Though he was only there for 2 nights... it was an eternity to Jamon and me.

Sunday we came home, exhausted, thankful and absolutely in love with our perfect baby boy.

Mom Bodman was an ANGEL. She cooked and cleaned and told me I was a good mom. Her words of encouragement and her presence were such a gift to me. I cannot imagine experiencing that first week without her. God is so good.

Mom Copeland passed Mom bodman in the airport and stayed for a couple of weeks. Also a huge blessing and help. Dad Copeland and Uncle Brenton flew into Ave Maria for thanksgiving and we had a blast. Corban loves his grandma's, grandpa's and Uncle. For sure!!!! I loved having everyone around... especially for thanksgiving since jamon was gone on a basketball tournament.

Our families are truly a gift from the Lord. We are so blessed and so thankful.

And that brings me to now. Mom Copeland left this afternoon and I realized as Corban and I strolled around the neighborhood, tomorrow I'll have to take a shower and I won't have anyone to listen for or hold Corban. Jamon will probably want dinner... and I won't have a mom cooking it for all of us. Corban might be fussy and I'll probably want to sleep... but no mom will be here to step in so i can nap. Nope... just Corban and me during the day. I'm excited about our family figuring out how to "be" but I'm also nervous. I prayed hard and will continue to do so knowing that only by the grace of God and the help of Mother Mary will i be able to do this. I must say though... I LOVE being a mom.

Corban is amazing and I fall more in love with him each day (I didn't even think it was possible since I already loved him so much!) I love holding him and talking to him and listening to him. I could stare at him for hours and often do. I love our special time nursing. I love dancing around the house to our "Mommy and Corban" ipod mix. I love everything about this little person. Praise is always on my lips.. our God is so good and kind. I can still hardly believe that He thought Jamon and I should have such a gift. We are humbled and blessed.

Corban is squirming now so I know it's just about feeding time. I'm sure there is plenty I still need to write about and many special graces that God gave us during this time. Ohhhh, I've got to go, but as a note to myself, I need to write about his 8th day Dr's appointment, his awesome pediatrician, the prayers of SO MANY and how I know Corban is destined to lead souls to Christ... he already is.

Love, praise and blessings...


Tuesday, November 10, 2009

40 weeks...

YEA! Today I went to the Dr. for my 40 week check up. Looks like things are progressing nicely. I'm dilated 4 cm and 50% effaced. Not sure what it all means... but Dr. Flippin-Trainer says it's good so I'll take it! Right now we're expecting to have lil Corbs before the weekend, but just in case I'm scheduled for induction on Monday morning, 6am. Woooooo. Time to go pack my bag, clean the house and get ready.

When I got home from the appointment and told Jamon his response was classic. "Whoa, so I'm gonna be like a real dad soon... Not a pretend one." Yes sir. Then we sat down in shock that this whole "era" of our lives is about to end and new one is going to begin. It's bittersweet. I've loved the "Jamon and Jessica" life. He's my best friend and we can hang out everyday and do whatever, whenever (as long as their isn't a game or practice or weight-lifting. ;) ) And now with a baby things will be different and we'll be "Jamon and Jessica and Corban." Scary and exciting all at the same time. I'm so thankful for the time that Jamon and I had to be just us. It's been a blessing and certainly a time we'll cherish. We can hardly wait for Corban to be here though. We tell him everyday that we love him and can't wait to meet him.

Time flies.

So basketball season is in full force. YEA!!!!!! One of my favorite times of year. I absolutely love Jamon's team and love my role of being "team mom." In fact, as I type this all of my boys are sitting in the living rm watching film from their last game and eating the jillions of warm cookies I baked. I mean seriously, what good is film without cookies? Right now the team is 2-0, meaning they've won two games and lost 0. So proud! Their next game is Friday but I don't think I'm gonna make it. Bummer.  Here's a pic of my boys, lookin so sharp!

Alright, the timer is going off which means I've got more cookies to dish out. Then I reaaaalllly should get started on getting everything ready for Corban. It's just so hard to believe that he'll actually be here soon. Say a prayer for us as we begin this new chapter. Please pray for a safe and healthy delivery.

Joy, joy, joy.


Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Babies and eyebrows

I went to the Dr. today and nothing exciting happened. She listed to Corban's heartbeat and measured my tummy and said everything was perfect. Cool. I'll take that. I go again next Tuesday for a sonogram appointment so she can tell us Corbans weight and all of that fun stuff. It'll be great to see him again. Though let me be clear... I'd rather have him HERE in my arms than here in my belly. I'll be 38 weeks along on Friday and I feel like I've been pregnant forever. Please don't mis-read. I've really enjoyed my pregnancy... especially the middle and close to end. It's really a special time that I'll cherish. Like tonight... I sat on the couch and just watched Corban move around. He's a feisty lil guy and makes my stomach jump around like he's in a mosh pit. I love feeling him move. It's so unique. I'm the ONLY person who knows what Corban feels like. Sure, Jamon... and every other person in Ave can put their hand on my stomach a feel his movements, but not like I can. That's special. But, on the other hand, I'm kind of done. I'm ready for Corban to be here. The waiting game is killer. The Dr. says he can come anytime, so every day we wait. People keep asking why I'm still around work and "how much longer..." Trust me people, I'll have this baby as soon as I can!!! I suppose in the mean time I'll just pace around his room, pack and re-pack my hospital bag and make sure I'm not forgetting anything and carry on. He'll be here in God's perfect time.

This past Sunday Jamon and I celebrated our 1 year anniversary! WHOA. We had big plans to go to the beach and eat breakfast listening to the waves and spend the day doing nothing after that. But we thought that even more enjoyable than going to the beach was sleeping in. So we slept in then went to Mass. After Mass I made breakfast (delish breakfast tacos) and he worked on school stuff.  I went to the grocery store and then started making dinner as per Jamon's request. I made brisket, twice baked potatos, broccoli and cheese and a homeade carrot cake for dessert. SO GOOD! I had to pat myself on the back after such a feast. And for Jamon's gift to me, he cleaned the kitchen. It was awesome! Then we were in bed by 8pm... perfect! Watched a movie and called it a night. SUCH a good day of doing nothing. We never get days like that anymore and we cherished every second. We decided to for-go gifts and instead write love notes. I love, love notes. Jamon is great at writing them and I love every special day since I get one... sometimes I even get a love note for no reason stuck to my side of the mirror. He's amazing. Jamon also surprised me with a dozen roses, which I'm still enjoying. I love flowers.

Ohhhhh, on a totally unrelated note, I think pregnancy is causing my clumsiness to come out more. Last week I needed to trim my eyebrows. Thanks to the Bodman fam I've got some beastly brows that tend to have a mind of their own. Anyway, as I went to trim them I grabbed the scissors and realized that they were broken in half, yet still put back in their place. Hmmmm, thanks Jamon. So, in desperation I grabbed the electric razor. You can imagine what happened next. As I was carefully trimming away at the ridiculously long eyebrow stragglers my hand slipped and in a flash a nice chunk from the middle of my eye brow was missing!!!!!!! HORRIBLE! So noticeable. Truly... even Jamon noticed. What to do???? I'm late for work, have never owned an eyebrow pencil in my life and had to go to the next best thing... eyeliner. So yes, I colored in my missing eyebrow chunk with an eyeliner pencil that is about 4 shades to dark and prayed I didn't forget and rub my eyebrows, thus causing huge smearage and more unneccesary embarassment. You'll be pleased to know that so far no one has noticed, or atleast mentioned, a noticable change in my appearance and the eyeliner pencil seems to be holding up just fine. Hopefull all will be grown in before too long! Oh the mis-hap.

Anyway,  I'm feeling pretty exhausted and as I re-read this post I realize how scattered and poorly written it probably seems. Folks, I'm just trying to keep you up to date. I can't promise good writing or grammer. :) On that note, I'm out. Bedtime for me.

Please say an extra prayer for Jamon, Corban and me in the upcoming week(s) as we joyfully anticipate his arrival... and the arrival of Corban's two AWESOME grandma's. We can't wait to see them!!!!

Friday, October 16, 2009

Mountain climbing

What a week it has been. I meant to write last night, but the house was full of boys and basketball so I was busy in the kitchen making cookies. I made yummy cake batter cookies with choc frosting. (Great idea Trish) They were a hit, I'm still #1 team mom and all is right in the world. Also yesterday I was able to have lunch with a bunch of the women's basketball team here at AMU. I'm their assigned "mentor" meaning basically I'm around and available if they need anything. What a great group of girls. For lunch I ran up the road to Immokalee and picked up some DELISH nachos for everyone. Chips, beans, cheese, fajita meat, jalapenos, guac, lettuce... you name it, it was on there!  Mmmmmmm. Yum. Makes me miss Texas food, especially Austin food. I do think Austin, Texas has the best food ever. All of it, any restaurant, I love it.

So Tuesday Jamon and I went to the Dr. for my check-up. My amazing Dr, who I'm SO thankful for said everything is perfect and we can start expecting Corban to make his arrival in 2-7 weeks. 2 weeks I can handle. 7 I can not. I'm trying to work out a deal with Corban that he arrives around the beginning of November, after the 7th (basketball home game) and before the 13th (basketeball away game.) If he can come then we'll all be happy. We'll see how my negotiating skills with unborn babies are. ;) In the end, I'm putting my money on that he'll come when he's good and ready and none of my negotiating with him of God will make any difference. But Corban... please be aware that your grandma's have already purchased their plane tickets and will be super bummed if you're not here yet. :) (guilt... we'll see how that works in utero)

Wednesday our chiropractor came by. Love him. Dr. Roland makes house calls in Ave and is fantastic. So good and knowledgeable. I wish everyone could be adjusted by him. We were talking about the pregnancy and he made a comment I'd like to share here. He said that studies show that women in pregnancy expend as much energy doing close to nothing as a mountain climber climbing a mountain does. YES!!!!! Repeat, I'M EXHAUSTED... like I've climbed a mountain and I haven't done anything. It all makes sense. Thank you Dr. Roland for making me feel more normal and less like a tired bum. Thank you Corban for zapping all energy I have.

Next weekend Jamon and I celebrate our 1 year anniversary. ONE YEAR!!! We talked about it last night and are so clueless as of what to do. Any ideas? suggestions? I'll probably end up cooking something yummy at home and we'll hang out, maybe go for a walk. Maybe even a picnic on the beach. In the end, I'm sure it will be perfect as long as we can hang out. He's my best friend and I could do anything or nothing with him and be happy. God is so good and I am SO thankful for our marriage.

I'll end a with a quote I have on my office wall... If He asks much it is because He knows you can give much. - Pope John Paul II

(I know it has nothing to do with my post, but I like the quote. Enjoy)


Thursday, October 8, 2009

not "lettin it go" at the end

For all of your viewing pleasure... here is a taste of a lil workout. Staged just for you. This evening I actually ended up doing a lil 8 mile bike ride. It was so pretty outside I just couldn't resist. Here I am in all my glory at 35 weeks pregnant. Getting ready for a lil workout. :)

Bicep curl. Whew.

Push-up on a stability ball. Good for the core, back and arms. :)

And for good measure a squat... which is actually very awkward as a preggo lady.


Oh sheesh... have some pregnancy hormones. Today is a good day. Yesterday and the day before were an emotional roller coaster when the world is topsy turvy and ugly. Thankfully I have an understanding hubby who just smiles when he asks how my day is and my answer is a grunt. His suggestion is always the same... Jess, what are you thankful for? What are the good things in your life? Think about that, not what's making you grumpy. And truth be told... I have got a WHOLE lot to be thankful for. So, praise the Lord for everything He's given me.

Alright, I'm fixin to head out to the gym now. Nothing better than seeing a 35 week pregnant girl with a squat bar. I'll see if I can have Jamon take a picture so you can all see me in my glory. :) I figure I've got 5 more weeks to go and I'm determined not to let myself go in the home stretch. (Except for the occasional bowl of ice cream... delish!!!! And I'm still craving donuts. I love a cake donut with chocolate frosting... my total weakness!)

Monday, October 5, 2009

The Ladies getting ready to head out to my Dallas baby shower. So fun and so blessed with such wonderful family.
LOVE this pic of Jamon and me with Corban's Grandma's and Grandpa's. Think they're excited?? Check out dads face. Classic.

Our date night... dinner and then a walk on the beach at sunset. here I'm 34 weeks pregnant. Florida is beautiful.

Here we go again...

I'm not even going to pretend to play "catch up" on this blog. So much time has passed and so much has happened. I am however feeling convicted to pick up this blogging thing again. Jamon and I are having a lil boy in about a month and I want to make this a place to keep family and friends up to date with how he's growing and how our life in Florida is going.

Corban Xavier is our baby's name. He is "due" on November 13th... the feast of St. Francis Xavier. Pleas say a prayer that his delivery is uneventful and we have a healthy, happy baby. Corban is the name we chose and many people have asked us where it came from. Truth be told, it's the name of a Christian bookstore in Coppell that I like. Over a year ago my mom asked the owner why the name "Corban." She said it was straight from the bible and also the name of their son. I've liked it ever since. Corban is from Mark 7:11. It means given to God. Yes sir... our lil boy - Given to God!

Florida is beautiful and we are reminded with each sunset how blessed we are to be here. A professor at the University said it best... the beauty of Florida is in the sky. It's true. You've never seen such beautiful sunrises and sunsets. Yes, I do see my fair share of sunrises. Jamon gets up at 5am every morning for basketball practice... so since the alarm is blaring (He sets at least 2!) I'm awake. Some days (most days) it's easy to fall back asleep, but other days - pre-pregnancy, it was much easier to just get up then and go for a morning jog. There is nothing quite so beautiful as running home when the sun starts rising and you've got some great "Mercy Me" jamming out in the i-pod. Moments like that are to be cherished.

I wish I had kept this blog during my pregnancy. I'd have so much to say. Pregnancy is an interesting time that no book or friend or mom can prepare you for. It's been emotional... but I LOVE it. Seriously... I know Corban will be here soon and I'm so thankful, but I already know in my heart I'm going to miss not being pregnant with him anymore. A dear friend pointed out to me that missing being pregnant is just the beginning. Not long after he's born I'll miss when he doesn't fit in the little 0-3 month clothes we have for him, then I'll miss when he woke up all the time and then he'll start to roll and crawl and I'll miss when he was just a lil infant... and so it goes. this is just the beginning of needing to cherish every moment and know that it's not going to be forever like I'd like. No original thoughts here... there are at least two country songs that come to mind about this exact thing - Darius Rucker - it won't be like this for long... and another by some girl who sings about wishing things would go faster and everyone telling her "You're gonna miss this... you're gonna want this back..." can't remember the name of the song or the girl. Oh well.

I'm gonna go and hug my hubby now. I love this time in our lives.I'm also thankful this blog is resurrected so i can write.

Pray for us we'll pray for you.