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Monday, December 5, 2011
November 18, 2011
It's strange to think that this day, a day that has gone by so many times in my life, has meaning now. It's still very surreal that we have a baby. I do normal things throughout my day and then look over and there she is! Figuring out schedules is proving to be as difficult as I thought it would be.
Our First Picture Together
The c-section went off relatively well. With nothing to compare it to, i'd say it was a huge success! Christian watched the majority of the surgery. Until our Dr. told her to sit down because it was getting to "the bloody part." Once Parker was finally out, she really didn't want to come out, Christian was taking pictures and kissing on her. My doctor then started to close me up. According to her she sewed each layer that she cut through. And no stitches or staples on the skin! She super glued it together. The scar should be less this way.
I then went to the recovery "room." This is where Pat, one of my 80 year old nurses, proceeded to monitor my vitals and eventually waste a bunch of time because she couldn't get the monitors to record the information. For a bit of this time I was able to hold Parker and feed her before Christian and the nurse whisked her away to the warmer in the nursery and it was also time for a bath. She had lots of gunk in her ears, eyes and every other fold.
I was then transferred to my postpartum room and life with a newborn began.
Christian waiting to be allowed into the operating room. Self portrait.
Parker's Debut
Gettin' Weighed. 5lbs 9oz. 17inches.
The c-section went off relatively well. With nothing to compare it to, i'd say it was a huge success! Christian watched the majority of the surgery. Until our Dr. told her to sit down because it was getting to "the bloody part." Once Parker was finally out, she really didn't want to come out, Christian was taking pictures and kissing on her. My doctor then started to close me up. According to her she sewed each layer that she cut through. And no stitches or staples on the skin! She super glued it together. The scar should be less this way.
I then went to the recovery "room." This is where Pat, one of my 80 year old nurses, proceeded to monitor my vitals and eventually waste a bunch of time because she couldn't get the monitors to record the information. For a bit of this time I was able to hold Parker and feed her before Christian and the nurse whisked her away to the warmer in the nursery and it was also time for a bath. She had lots of gunk in her ears, eyes and every other fold.
I was then transferred to my postpartum room and life with a newborn began.
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Take 2
Met with our doctor today. Just a few things stood out. (It ALL stood out).
1) The test we're relying on isn't all that accurate.
2) A 32 as the number result from the test is not comparable to a normal 36 week old.
3) Steroids don't always work
4) I will break a record if I make it to the 18th. Previa patients don't make it that far...ever.
5) We have our doctor's cell number!!!!!!
Scheduled for November 18th, rain or shine (as mom said). 12pm. It is the earliest we are "allowed" to have her according to our perinatologist.
So, a little over a week...
I will be the miracle.
1) The test we're relying on isn't all that accurate.
2) A 32 as the number result from the test is not comparable to a normal 36 week old.
3) Steroids don't always work
4) I will break a record if I make it to the 18th. Previa patients don't make it that far...ever.
5) We have our doctor's cell number!!!!!!
Scheduled for November 18th, rain or shine (as mom said). 12pm. It is the earliest we are "allowed" to have her according to our perinatologist.
So, a little over a week...
I will be the miracle.
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Seriously?
I know that I should be grateful that we have made it this far without an "emergency." I should be grateful that our baby is safely tucked away on the inside and not in a NICU incubator like so many other babies are. But today, instead of having our c-section at 3p we are sitting at home, NOT having a c-section.
We had an amnio yesterday and they were looking for a specific number. A number of some chemical that mature lungs make. That number is 55. Our sweet little girl's number is 35. That means, 10 more days. 10 more days of worry, stress, possibly hospital stays and at the worst, an emergency c-section in the middle of the night with a doctor we don't know because i'm bleeding profusely. Now, i'm hoping that isn't the case. I'm hoping this steel wall of a placenta stays as is for the next 10 days. So our little girl will be healthy and be able to come home with us when it's time.
For today, we are shocked and a little upset. We were told week 36. If not week 36, week 37. Now, it's week 38. More nights worrying if i'm feeling her or if she's sleeping heavily. More anxiety. I suppose this is what parenting is all about. The most difficult part is I really can't do much to protect her. It is what it is and there isn't much more to it. It's quite simple in the most stressful kind of ways.
We had an amnio yesterday and they were looking for a specific number. A number of some chemical that mature lungs make. That number is 55. Our sweet little girl's number is 35. That means, 10 more days. 10 more days of worry, stress, possibly hospital stays and at the worst, an emergency c-section in the middle of the night with a doctor we don't know because i'm bleeding profusely. Now, i'm hoping that isn't the case. I'm hoping this steel wall of a placenta stays as is for the next 10 days. So our little girl will be healthy and be able to come home with us when it's time.
For today, we are shocked and a little upset. We were told week 36. If not week 36, week 37. Now, it's week 38. More nights worrying if i'm feeling her or if she's sleeping heavily. More anxiety. I suppose this is what parenting is all about. The most difficult part is I really can't do much to protect her. It is what it is and there isn't much more to it. It's quite simple in the most stressful kind of ways.
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Hospital Stay Number Two
Sunday night was like every other night. Well, except Christian was super sick. It was about 9:30p and I got up to use the restroom and lo and behold I was bleeding again. This time I had some cramping to go along with it. We calmly gathered our things and headed to the car.
I was calm until I called mom and dad and when I heard dad's voice I started to cry. Not so sure why, but just saying it out loud got to me. I told them we'd let them know more when we found out. I thought we were going to have a baby. The bleeding was heavier than a few months ago and the cramping was new.
Upon arrival we were admitted, said hello to the nurses we had met the last time we were there and settled into our room (right by the nurses station). I changed into my gown, got into bed and then the nurse began trying to locate a heartbeat. I hate those machines. And, something about this nurse and her inability to find our little girl's heartbeat is getting annoying. She had lots of problems last time too! We both were holding our breath. I was looking to Christian and she was looking at me. "Have you felt her recently?" I thought so. The nurse eventually found her and the air was let back into the room. It felt like it took 30 minutes but the actual time was probably about 2 minutes. By midnight the IV was in, monitors were on and the doctor on call had come by to see us.
Neither one of us liked the on-call dr. He was nice enough, but he wasn't our doctor and he didn't seem too interested in us. Fortunately, the bleeding subsided and things calmed down and we would see our dr in the morning.
Sleeping in a hospital sucks. Christian was on the concrete platform they call a couch and I was in a birthing bed which was equally uncomfortable. I managed to get some sleep and was snoring while Christian tossed and turned. Each stay we get a new idea, so next time we're bringing a sleeping bag for Christian, more padding and warmth.
Our doctor arrived around 9a and told us that we had two options. Stay in the hospital in a more comfortable room or go home on bed rest. I thought about it and I thought about my bed at home and there is not a room in that hospital that is going to compare to my bed. So we decided we would pack it up and come home. However, the doctor told us that the next time I bleed I'm not leaving the hospital without our baby.
The good thing is, today is week 35. Our little girl could come as early as 7 days from today. Which, would be my great-grandmother's birthday. She scared the hell our of Jill and me, but she was mom's grandma and grandma's mom, so there is a great line of wonderful people that came from her. :) It wouldn't be the worst thing in the world.
I was calm until I called mom and dad and when I heard dad's voice I started to cry. Not so sure why, but just saying it out loud got to me. I told them we'd let them know more when we found out. I thought we were going to have a baby. The bleeding was heavier than a few months ago and the cramping was new.
Upon arrival we were admitted, said hello to the nurses we had met the last time we were there and settled into our room (right by the nurses station). I changed into my gown, got into bed and then the nurse began trying to locate a heartbeat. I hate those machines. And, something about this nurse and her inability to find our little girl's heartbeat is getting annoying. She had lots of problems last time too! We both were holding our breath. I was looking to Christian and she was looking at me. "Have you felt her recently?" I thought so. The nurse eventually found her and the air was let back into the room. It felt like it took 30 minutes but the actual time was probably about 2 minutes. By midnight the IV was in, monitors were on and the doctor on call had come by to see us.
Neither one of us liked the on-call dr. He was nice enough, but he wasn't our doctor and he didn't seem too interested in us. Fortunately, the bleeding subsided and things calmed down and we would see our dr in the morning.
Sleeping in a hospital sucks. Christian was on the concrete platform they call a couch and I was in a birthing bed which was equally uncomfortable. I managed to get some sleep and was snoring while Christian tossed and turned. Each stay we get a new idea, so next time we're bringing a sleeping bag for Christian, more padding and warmth.
Our doctor arrived around 9a and told us that we had two options. Stay in the hospital in a more comfortable room or go home on bed rest. I thought about it and I thought about my bed at home and there is not a room in that hospital that is going to compare to my bed. So we decided we would pack it up and come home. However, the doctor told us that the next time I bleed I'm not leaving the hospital without our baby.
The good thing is, today is week 35. Our little girl could come as early as 7 days from today. Which, would be my great-grandmother's birthday. She scared the hell our of Jill and me, but she was mom's grandma and grandma's mom, so there is a great line of wonderful people that came from her. :) It wouldn't be the worst thing in the world.
Friday, October 28, 2011
Week 34 Belly Pic
For those of you not on facebook, or that hate facebook, here is week 34's belly picture.
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Week 33
Doctor's visit went well on Tuesday. We clarified a few things. Primarily, the question of "do all of your organs get taken out and put on your chest during a c-section?" Christian had heard this from a few people. I had done some "research" involving numerous google searches. Our doctor explained that the only organ to be removed from the abdomen was the placenta and then the uterus. The uterus is removed because it is easier to close it outside of the abdomen. We also learned that some doctor's will just open, get out baby and then close a few layers that they cut through to get to the baby. This does not sound like much fun. Fortunately, for us, our doctor says that she goes through each layer and closes them all. She also doesn't use staples which is a good thing. Staples in my abdomen may make me queasy.
My blood pressure and the baby's heart beat are all on track. And Dr. Siarezi told us that we have gotten further in the pregnancy than 80% of women with the placenta previa. So, that's great!
Now, about this baby. She moves around the most when I am lying down. She also does not like it when I compress myself too much, so if i'm sitting in a chair, she'll kick and flail until I give her a bit more room. She also does not like to perform. I've been able to feel various body parts. I think, primarily, a knee. But when Christian goes to feel it, she is shy and stops moving. She has the hiccups daily and it's going to be weird to not feel these things once she's out.
The other night Christian couldn't sleep and she put her hand on my belly to see if the baby was awake too. She said that she had the hiccups and that I slept right through them. She doesn't understand how it doesn't wake me up. She said that she had the hiccups for about fifteen minutes.
I can't believe that after all of these months there are only a few weeks left.
My blood pressure and the baby's heart beat are all on track. And Dr. Siarezi told us that we have gotten further in the pregnancy than 80% of women with the placenta previa. So, that's great!
Now, about this baby. She moves around the most when I am lying down. She also does not like it when I compress myself too much, so if i'm sitting in a chair, she'll kick and flail until I give her a bit more room. She also does not like to perform. I've been able to feel various body parts. I think, primarily, a knee. But when Christian goes to feel it, she is shy and stops moving. She has the hiccups daily and it's going to be weird to not feel these things once she's out.
The other night Christian couldn't sleep and she put her hand on my belly to see if the baby was awake too. She said that she had the hiccups and that I slept right through them. She doesn't understand how it doesn't wake me up. She said that she had the hiccups for about fifteen minutes.
I can't believe that after all of these months there are only a few weeks left.
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