The Evans Four

blogging about our life as a family

Introducing: Owen Cody Evans (better late than never, I suppose…) December 16, 2012

Filed under: babies,EJ,family,Owen,pictures — aarontori @ 1:38 AM
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Hard to believe that I have been this terrible about updating, but here we are 8 months later, and I still haven’t posted about the birth of our son. Oh well, life happens and so here is an update on him and his arrival.

Owen Cody arrived on Good Friday, April 6th. I started having contractions at about 4:30 in the morning and was able to go back to sleep until 6. Then we got up and started our day, fed Elizabeth, and then about 8 we dropped her off at the home of our good friends to have a play date while we headed to the birth center. Aaron’s parents drove up from Houston and picked Elizabeth up so she could be the first to meet her brother. He was born at 2:03 while his sister played in the grass and dirt outside of the birth center. I had a water birth and caught him myself. It was amazing and I fell instantly in love with my sweet boy. He was 7 lbs. 14 oz. and just shy of 21 inches long (almost 2 lbs heavier than his sister).

Here is his first picture


He had a little birthmark on his cheek, but it went away after a couple days.


Here he is getting his first kiss from his big sister, Elizabeth!


Owen has since grown very tall, but is rather lanky, especially for a baby. He’s incredibly active and at 8 months he is already crawling, pulling up to a stand, letting go to stand unassisted, and is cruising around from object to object. I’m afraid he’ll be walking sometime in the next month or so. It’s terribly nerve wracking, because I worry so much about him falling. He has his two center bottom teeth, his front top right tooth is just about to break through the gums, and he and chews/drools on everything.

Owen is in constant motion. He must be involved in whatever is going on at all times. He is very hands on in his exploration, never satisfied to just look at something, but wants to hold it/touch it/eat it. This has led to many a fit as he is not nearly as easy to distract as you might think a baby would be.

His favorite person in the world is probably his big sister. Everything she does is funny to him; everything. She can make him smile and laugh like no one else can. I think part of the reason he is so physically advanced for his age is because he wants to be with Elizabeth, running around the house just like her.

He has gorgeous, big eyes just like his daddy, except they’re blue instead of brown. His hair is an almost white blonde and he’s got quite a bit, but you can hardly see it because it is so light.

When we go to hang out with our baby friends at playgroup on Wednesdays, Owen has to be kept separate from the other babies because he’s too aggressive with his friends and makes them cry. Elizabeth did the same thing, so maybe it’s mine and Aaron’s fault.

Owen will say “Da-da”, the very rare “ah-ma”, and when he gets to babbling you might hear “Da-deeee”. Mostly though, it’s a whole lot of excited screeching.

On the whole he is an incredibly laid-back and easygoing baby, with one exception: teething. He is (pardon the expression) a big baby when it comes to teething, which we were not prepared for. Elizabeth had a very easy time with teething, but it is truly a painful struggle for our little guy. When he isn’t fussing about his teeth though, he is all smiles. He’s got two dimples that come out when he’s really laughing and happy. He is going to be quite the handsome fella as he gets bigger, so we’re already steeling ourselves for the broken hearts šŸ™‚

Here’s a more recent picture from our play date last week. Notice the drool-soaked hoodie? It’s his standard attire these days. Hope you’ve enjoyed seeing my little man, and I’ll try to update again soon.



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