The day we went home
Monday, October 30, 2006
Saturday, October 21, 2006
whoo I'm actually posting
I think my children are trying to kill me. Now yes Quin is a much easier baby but he's a bit lazy in his latch especially on my right side. Anyway he has one middle of the night feed sometime between 3 and 4. Now during the day this would take 20-30 minutes but for the overnight one he fights me. Won't latch, pulls his head back, sticks his hands in his mouth, and cries at the top of his lungs that he's hungry. It takes an hour or more to get him finally fed and back to sleep. Alex is now back to getting up at 6am when he hears his dad leaving for work. So just as I'm getting back to sleep (I forgot to mention that starting at five Ken hits the snooze button 3-4 times before getting up.) I have a little voice by my ear going "Hi mommy, diaper change." Needless to say most days, lately I'm groggy and cranky until lunch time.
Quinton cracks me up sometimes. He screams bloody murder when I change his diaper most of the time. I mean it sounds like he's in pain at point but as soon as I button up his onesie it cuts off mid scream. Then he looks at me like " hi mom, how are you?" But poor little boy spits up through his nose. He doesn't spit up often maybe once or twice a day but when he does some portion comes out his nose. I think I'm going to act the doctor about that at his appointment Friday.
Ken now thinks Alex is Joey Ramone reincarnted. All because of the fact whenever a Ramones song comes on the radio Alex stops what he's doing. Starts bopping around and sings along. Granted he sings the verses as well as the chorus but the Ramones music is boppy and what toddler/preschooler isn't going to enjoy jumping around to it. That and the fact that most of their songs are less than three minutes long and pretty repetative, well it makes me think they're just fun for kids. Besides you can learn to count to four really easy because most of them start out with 1,2,3,4. It is kinda funny listening to your 2 and a half year old sing "20, 20, 24 hours to goooo oo o, I wanna be sedated" as he jumps up and down.
I think it's finally starting to sink in that the baby isn't going away. Alex is starting to awknowledge him instead of ignore him. I think the first coupld weeks he was in denial.
Quinton cracks me up sometimes. He screams bloody murder when I change his diaper most of the time. I mean it sounds like he's in pain at point but as soon as I button up his onesie it cuts off mid scream. Then he looks at me like " hi mom, how are you?" But poor little boy spits up through his nose. He doesn't spit up often maybe once or twice a day but when he does some portion comes out his nose. I think I'm going to act the doctor about that at his appointment Friday.
Ken now thinks Alex is Joey Ramone reincarnted. All because of the fact whenever a Ramones song comes on the radio Alex stops what he's doing. Starts bopping around and sings along. Granted he sings the verses as well as the chorus but the Ramones music is boppy and what toddler/preschooler isn't going to enjoy jumping around to it. That and the fact that most of their songs are less than three minutes long and pretty repetative, well it makes me think they're just fun for kids. Besides you can learn to count to four really easy because most of them start out with 1,2,3,4. It is kinda funny listening to your 2 and a half year old sing "20, 20, 24 hours to goooo oo o, I wanna be sedated" as he jumps up and down.
I think it's finally starting to sink in that the baby isn't going away. Alex is starting to awknowledge him instead of ignore him. I think the first coupld weeks he was in denial.
Monday, October 09, 2006
This all started saturday morning around 7:15. I got up to use te bathroom and on the way back to bed I noticed a trickle. It's sad but I was hoping I actually wet myself but I knew it wasn't true. It wasn't constant, just when I was standing or walking around. If I sat down there was nothing. No contractions, so I took a shower by the time I got dressed Alex was up so I got him dressed and we went downstairs. I got him breakfast and started working on resizing a design to send in for printing. (I had my computer working, at least temporarily at that point). When Ken came down at 9:00 I gave him the bad news because at this point there was no denying it, my water broke.
We started getting the last of our stuff together for the hospital because I knew as soon as I called they'd tell me to come in. At this point I was hoping they'd just wait it out and let me go into labor naturally. That way Ken could shoot this wedding and hopefully still be there for the birth. Once I called the midwife on duty she told me to come in, I said we'd be there as son as we dropped Alex off at a friend's house. I knew not to call Jean since she said she'd be out of town for the weekend. So I called Jamie, she wasn't there I left a message and tried her cell. It also went straight to message. I happened to look out the window and noticed our neighbors were home, they have two little girls and Alex is right between them in age. They had also offered to watch him. I callled them, got the machine. Ken walked over thinking maybe they were working in the front yard. Luckily they were and Alex spent a fun day with the girls and toys not his.
By the time I got to the hospital around 10:30 and they checked me, still no contractions, I was ruptured, 2cm dilated and 50% effaced. I was told they'd have to induce me. I'm a GSB carrier, so they couldn't wait and risk the baby being infected. She did promise to take it slow once she found out why we wanted to wait. Ken left at 1:00 pm for the wedding, just as they started the pitocin. It was slowly upped every half hour. Around 2:30pm Stacy stopped in to visit (our neighbor). Jamie called a few minutes later and I told her to come by and keep me company too. She brought her youngest with her. Stacy left a little before four. Soon after Lynn, the midwife came by checked me again I was only 3-4 cm and 75% effaced. They had told Ken when he left they thought I'd deliver around 5-5:30. He was lucking out that wasn't likeyly at this point. He called soon after and I told him it would be a couple hours yet.
He was thinking about leaving after he shot the formals and letting his assistant cover the reception. Jamie stayed until about 6:00, then she had to get home and make dinner for her family. At seven Lani came in, she's another playgroup mom but she's also a L&D nurse. She was actually the supervisor for the night. Lynn checked me again and I was 5cm and completely effaced. Lani stopped in to visit every once in a while but at 8:30 my nurse had asked her to check the baby's monitor because the heartbeat was getting erratic.
Now I got my epidural around 5pm and it worked pretty well I was numb from mid back to mid thigh except for a spot on my right hip. I could feel the stronger contractions there. But after an hour or so even that went away for a bit. So like I said Lani came in to find the baby's heart rate again and asked to check me. She looks at me funny. "the baby's head is right there don't you feel any pressure?" Nope. Once she had me lay on my back they found his heart beat easily. Guess he was used to me sleeping on my back most of my pregnancy, that and they knew where he was.
Lynn came in and checked me as well. Then she asked if I wanted to wait a bit and see if Ken could get here soon. The baby was fine and I felt no need to push so if I wanted to wait that was fine. She had a couple more babies coming up to deliver pretty soon. (Did I say this was a record weekend for babies at the hospital? Quinton ended up being baby number 60 since Friday morning) I was fine with waiting and tried calling Ken a few times. The first time I left a message the next two I didn't finally at 9:15 I got him. He was leaving the reception right then.
I figured and hour for him to get back up here from Edgewater. The midwife came in and checked on me again about twenty of ten. I told her Ken should be here in a half hour or so. So she went to deliver another baby. He actually got there around 10:30. Seems there was an accident on the two lane highway leaving the reception, which closed it off. So he had to back track south before find a cross road before heading north again. He said he was breaking all sorts of speed limits. Lynn said later if he had gotten a ticket she was pretty sure they would have thrown it out in court.
Right after he got there everyone started scrambling to get things ready. Five pushes later Quinton was born. I didn't even tear that much probably because he sat there so long I stretched a bit.
It's funny the little things you notice with the second one, maybe because the first time it's all so new and overwhelming. Like how soft a baby's first hair is. So downy, I know in a month or so he'll start to loose it but I can't seem to stop stroking his head. That and a newborn's cry can drive your husband insane at 3am. Sorry but it was funny. I was trying to clean up the myconium in a diaper change, Quin absolutely hates any and all diaper changes and screams until he turns red, I forgot how nasty those first diapers can be, that tarry stuff sticks to everything.
I meant to get back here sooner but friday and saturday this week I was kinda laid up. When they said the cramps the second time around would hurt more they were right. Damn I thought I was going into labor again at times. Yesterday was the day to run errands that and my computer is still screwed up even after reformatting. Not sure what to do now.
We started getting the last of our stuff together for the hospital because I knew as soon as I called they'd tell me to come in. At this point I was hoping they'd just wait it out and let me go into labor naturally. That way Ken could shoot this wedding and hopefully still be there for the birth. Once I called the midwife on duty she told me to come in, I said we'd be there as son as we dropped Alex off at a friend's house. I knew not to call Jean since she said she'd be out of town for the weekend. So I called Jamie, she wasn't there I left a message and tried her cell. It also went straight to message. I happened to look out the window and noticed our neighbors were home, they have two little girls and Alex is right between them in age. They had also offered to watch him. I callled them, got the machine. Ken walked over thinking maybe they were working in the front yard. Luckily they were and Alex spent a fun day with the girls and toys not his.
By the time I got to the hospital around 10:30 and they checked me, still no contractions, I was ruptured, 2cm dilated and 50% effaced. I was told they'd have to induce me. I'm a GSB carrier, so they couldn't wait and risk the baby being infected. She did promise to take it slow once she found out why we wanted to wait. Ken left at 1:00 pm for the wedding, just as they started the pitocin. It was slowly upped every half hour. Around 2:30pm Stacy stopped in to visit (our neighbor). Jamie called a few minutes later and I told her to come by and keep me company too. She brought her youngest with her. Stacy left a little before four. Soon after Lynn, the midwife came by checked me again I was only 3-4 cm and 75% effaced. They had told Ken when he left they thought I'd deliver around 5-5:30. He was lucking out that wasn't likeyly at this point. He called soon after and I told him it would be a couple hours yet.
He was thinking about leaving after he shot the formals and letting his assistant cover the reception. Jamie stayed until about 6:00, then she had to get home and make dinner for her family. At seven Lani came in, she's another playgroup mom but she's also a L&D nurse. She was actually the supervisor for the night. Lynn checked me again and I was 5cm and completely effaced. Lani stopped in to visit every once in a while but at 8:30 my nurse had asked her to check the baby's monitor because the heartbeat was getting erratic.
Now I got my epidural around 5pm and it worked pretty well I was numb from mid back to mid thigh except for a spot on my right hip. I could feel the stronger contractions there. But after an hour or so even that went away for a bit. So like I said Lani came in to find the baby's heart rate again and asked to check me. She looks at me funny. "the baby's head is right there don't you feel any pressure?" Nope. Once she had me lay on my back they found his heart beat easily. Guess he was used to me sleeping on my back most of my pregnancy, that and they knew where he was.
Lynn came in and checked me as well. Then she asked if I wanted to wait a bit and see if Ken could get here soon. The baby was fine and I felt no need to push so if I wanted to wait that was fine. She had a couple more babies coming up to deliver pretty soon. (Did I say this was a record weekend for babies at the hospital? Quinton ended up being baby number 60 since Friday morning) I was fine with waiting and tried calling Ken a few times. The first time I left a message the next two I didn't finally at 9:15 I got him. He was leaving the reception right then.
I figured and hour for him to get back up here from Edgewater. The midwife came in and checked on me again about twenty of ten. I told her Ken should be here in a half hour or so. So she went to deliver another baby. He actually got there around 10:30. Seems there was an accident on the two lane highway leaving the reception, which closed it off. So he had to back track south before find a cross road before heading north again. He said he was breaking all sorts of speed limits. Lynn said later if he had gotten a ticket she was pretty sure they would have thrown it out in court.
Right after he got there everyone started scrambling to get things ready. Five pushes later Quinton was born. I didn't even tear that much probably because he sat there so long I stretched a bit.
It's funny the little things you notice with the second one, maybe because the first time it's all so new and overwhelming. Like how soft a baby's first hair is. So downy, I know in a month or so he'll start to loose it but I can't seem to stop stroking his head. That and a newborn's cry can drive your husband insane at 3am. Sorry but it was funny. I was trying to clean up the myconium in a diaper change, Quin absolutely hates any and all diaper changes and screams until he turns red, I forgot how nasty those first diapers can be, that tarry stuff sticks to everything.
I meant to get back here sooner but friday and saturday this week I was kinda laid up. When they said the cramps the second time around would hurt more they were right. Damn I thought I was going into labor again at times. Yesterday was the day to run errands that and my computer is still screwed up even after reformatting. Not sure what to do now.
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