From Curious George and the Man With The Yellow Hat!
Sweet Baby James Poses for the Camera October 5, 2011
We just got a few shots back from James’ first photo shoot. Yet again, our friends Joel and Kara Carter at Carter Photography & Design came through with a wonderful set of shots featuring our family. You can see the latest photo session featuring Sweet Baby James here and can view their previous shoots with Team Cushman here and here and here. Enjoy!
Mr. Cushman, Meet Mr. Cushman September 7, 2011
Once word got back to our house that Duke had a brand new little brother, he wanted to come to the hospital and meet the little guy that he had heard so much about. The day after James’ birthday, Duke and his Grandma Nikki came to visit Mommy, Daddy and James at the hospital. Though Duke was definitely excited to meet his new little buddy, he was clearly more interested in other things.
The Story of James September 6, 2011
It all began at 5:30 am on Friday morning, September 2, 2011. After a rough week of being uncomfortable and not sleeping for more than a few hours at a time, Team Cushman awoke to serious contractions, all spaced closely together. Was this it?
The intense contractions subsided later that morning, but we decided to head to the doctor for a “labor check” later that morning. The doctor said it sounded like labor, but that Mommy wasn’t far enough along to admit her to the hospital. “Go home and take a walk and maybe that will help move things along,” the doctor said. What Mommy heard was “go to the mall and walk like you’ve never walked before, go up and down lots of stairs and maybe you can put yourself into labor.” After spending several hours at Metcalf South by herself (and making Daddy extremely nervous), we headed back to the doctor around 3:30. Thank goodness Grandma Nikki had arrived from Flora, Illinois, just a few minutes before. Her job was to take care of Duke while we went to welcome our little bundle of joy into the world.
When we returned to the doctor, he recommended that Mommy spend some time hooked up to a fetal monitor to see how she was progressing. We spent about two hours here, still not sure if this would be the day. We were still trying to decide if we were going to try and meet some friends for dinner. Little did we know what was to come…
Around 6:00, the doctor said that he did not feel comfortable sending us home, particularly because Duke arrived relatively fast. He wanted to break Mommy’s water and then we would go from there. He did just that at 8:08. (By the way, we cancelled our dinner plans.) Thinking we had most of the rest of the night to go before our little blessing arrived, Daddy left the hospital to get something to eat. He moved the car, brought in our stuff and then headed back to the room where Mommy was watching football (TCU vs. Baylor, for those of you scoring at home.)
Around 9:30, Mommy’s contractions really started to pick up, and it became clear that having this baby with no pain medications was going to be a painful experience. We called for the nurse and asked for some drugs. “The anaesthesiologist is in a C-section,” we were told. “That’s not good,” Daddy thought. “Then get the doctor cause its time to push,” Mommy said with certitude (and maybe just a little attitude.) “He’s in the C-section too.” “That’s not good either,” thought Daddy, though he didn’t share his opinion with the room.
Then, a scene like something out of a an episode of ER broke out. People appeared from nowhere and began pulling out medical equipment, lights, instruments and other hospital “things” from thin air. Daddy just stood next to Mommy to make sure she didn’t totally lose it. Obviously it was too late for her to receive something to numb the pain, so this baby was going to come a la natural. And after spending much of the day faking us out about when BC2 was going to arrive, it became clear that the time was now. Finally, the doctor walked through the door and after finding his stool (like I said, it was a crazy scene) Mommy started pushing. After three pushes (literally!) and more pain than one human should have to endure, someone yelled, “its a beautiful baby boy,” and this popped out:
It was 10:06 pm, central daylight time.
So while the staff attended to Mommy, we renewed the debate we’d been having for months now — what would we call this kid? Now that we knew it was a boy, that helped, but you would think that after 9 months we would have figured this out already. I’d like to say that we decided right then and there that he would be called James Riley Cushman, but it actually wasn’t until the middle of the next day that we finally made up our minds. James is Daddy’s Daddy’s name and Riley is Mommy’s Mommy’s maiden name. We thought they sounded pretty good together.
Then the flurry of flashbulbs began as we traded off taking pictures of everything, including Daddy’s job as Chief of Weights and Measures. Here are a few highlights:
After a couple of hours in the labor and delivery room, it was time to head down the hall to the recovery room. We were exhausted, but we were all running on adrenaline, so we didn’t care. We were the proudest parents on the planet…
Announcing our Newest Team Member September 3, 2011
We are pleased to announce that Team Cushman has grown by one. James Riley Cushman was born at 10:06 pm CDT on September 2, 2011. This handsome little man entered the world weighing 8 lbs, 5 oz, and was 20 1/2 inches long. We are blessed to have a healthy, wonderful little blessing in our lives.
We promise to post many more pics in the days to come, but here are just a few for now.
Photo Shoot August 31, 2011
Team Cushman recently had a family photo shoot at Loose Park with the fabulous, Joel and Kara Carter of Carter Photography and Design. Check out the fun we had capturing Duke at nearly 2 years of age and Mommy nearly 9 months pregnant with BC2. We are truly blessed…enjoy!
38 Weeks August 22, 2011
Baby Cushman 2 (BC2) could arrive any day. Mommy’s back has been hurting, but overall, she’s doing great. Duke has no clue what’s about to hit him and Molly is storing up as much sleep as she can. Here are a few pics of Mommy, just two weeks before her due date of September 8.
Here’s how Meghan looked at 38 weeks when she was pregnant with Duke-almost exactly 2 years ago. What do you think we’re having this time? Boy or girl? Wild man or gentleman? Princess or diva?