Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
What a long, strange trip it's been...
At 6:07pm on Wednesday January 21, 2009 I was born.
It was around 7:45am when some of my home leaked out from around me. Little did I know the events that would unfold after that. First, what was left of my home was prodded by a doctor, who told mommy that the rest of the sac was intact. Mommy was sent to the hospital. That's when things got really interesting.
My home keep squeezing together every 3 to 5 minutes. This caused mommy a lot of pain, and it was no picnic for me either. This went on for a few hours, but I didn't want to leave yet. Around 11:00 I saw a stick with a hook at the end of it near me, and then felt the whoosh of all the fluid around me leaving. Mommy was given pitocin that made the squeezing worse, but I wasn't going anywhere.
Around 4:00 mommy's pain was very bad so another doctor gave her an epidural. This made mommy verrrry relaxxxxed. Actually, a little too relaxed. Her blood pressure, and my heartrate, dropped a little while afterwards and this caused a bunch of people to rush into the room. They tossed mommy around and did all sorts of stuff to return it to normal.
The doctor told mommy that I wasn't dropping down enough, and that she could have a c-section if she and daddy wanted. They decided to do this rather than risk any other scares so mommy was taken to a very bright room. In this room the doctor snuck up on me from behind and pulled me out of mommy. It was very bright and very cold. I tried to tell them this but everyone ignored me, and began poking and prodding me.
Finally the moment arrived when I got to meet mommy and daddy in person for the first time. They seem like decent enough people, and seem like they are prepared to be a family. I will be sure to test this over the years. Especially daddy.
I weighed 7 pounds 15 ounces and was just over 21 inches long when I was born. My weight went up a little after mommy fed me. After that mommy, daddy and I were taken to our new room where I met my grandparents and some other family members. They seemed impressed, so whatever I did, I think I did a good job.
After a very long day, I slept most of the night, unlike mommy and daddy. Every little noise I made would bring daddy over to check on me. By morning, I don't know which of us was the more tired.
The last 9 months I've spent a lot of time by myself, growing as a person. I know I still have more growing up to do, but I'm glad I get to share the journey with my parents, family and friends. I will try to be a wonderful gift to my parents, as they gave me the gift of life.
Now, where's daddy? I have a gift in my diaper for him.
It was around 7:45am when some of my home leaked out from around me. Little did I know the events that would unfold after that. First, what was left of my home was prodded by a doctor, who told mommy that the rest of the sac was intact. Mommy was sent to the hospital. That's when things got really interesting.
My home keep squeezing together every 3 to 5 minutes. This caused mommy a lot of pain, and it was no picnic for me either. This went on for a few hours, but I didn't want to leave yet. Around 11:00 I saw a stick with a hook at the end of it near me, and then felt the whoosh of all the fluid around me leaving. Mommy was given pitocin that made the squeezing worse, but I wasn't going anywhere.
Around 4:00 mommy's pain was very bad so another doctor gave her an epidural. This made mommy verrrry relaxxxxed. Actually, a little too relaxed. Her blood pressure, and my heartrate, dropped a little while afterwards and this caused a bunch of people to rush into the room. They tossed mommy around and did all sorts of stuff to return it to normal.
The doctor told mommy that I wasn't dropping down enough, and that she could have a c-section if she and daddy wanted. They decided to do this rather than risk any other scares so mommy was taken to a very bright room. In this room the doctor snuck up on me from behind and pulled me out of mommy. It was very bright and very cold. I tried to tell them this but everyone ignored me, and began poking and prodding me.
Finally the moment arrived when I got to meet mommy and daddy in person for the first time. They seem like decent enough people, and seem like they are prepared to be a family. I will be sure to test this over the years. Especially daddy.
I weighed 7 pounds 15 ounces and was just over 21 inches long when I was born. My weight went up a little after mommy fed me. After that mommy, daddy and I were taken to our new room where I met my grandparents and some other family members. They seemed impressed, so whatever I did, I think I did a good job.
After a very long day, I slept most of the night, unlike mommy and daddy. Every little noise I made would bring daddy over to check on me. By morning, I don't know which of us was the more tired.
The last 9 months I've spent a lot of time by myself, growing as a person. I know I still have more growing up to do, but I'm glad I get to share the journey with my parents, family and friends. I will try to be a wonderful gift to my parents, as they gave me the gift of life.
Now, where's daddy? I have a gift in my diaper for him.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Baby it's cold outside
From what I understand the temperature outside of the womb is much, much lower than in here, so I think I'll stick around for awhile. Maybe I'll come out once the temperature hits double digits again.
It is nice and cozy in here. And after mommy's massage today, she is as relaxed as she has been in quite some time. The doctors say I'm due in 5 days, but what do they know? They wear thin green pants and tee shirts every day. (But it would be nice to see my daddy on his birthday. If I don't visit, I may never hear the end of it.)
It is nice and cozy in here. And after mommy's massage today, she is as relaxed as she has been in quite some time. The doctors say I'm due in 5 days, but what do they know? They wear thin green pants and tee shirts every day. (But it would be nice to see my daddy on his birthday. If I don't visit, I may never hear the end of it.)
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
The waiting game
Yesterday was “doctor day” to check on the status of the pregnancy. Cathy is about 2 cm dilated and 100% thinned out. Casey is already showing his stubborn side, and is sitting sideways (facing the left, I believe). Not a big deal, as the doctor gave Cathy some tips of how to have him do an about face.
Today is 38 weeks, so he could arrive any day now. The doctor says he looks healthy, weighing it at an estimated 8 to 8 ½ lb. Doctor appointments are scheduled on the next two Mondays. If Casey hasn’t arrived by week 40, it may be time to talk about scheduling a C-section, especially if he hasn’t turned around.
Over the weekend we had the car seat bases installed in each of our vehicles (thanks Springdale FD!) and now only need to bag the hospital bag. And then we wait. (And enjoy every minute of sleep we can get now!)
Today is 38 weeks, so he could arrive any day now. The doctor says he looks healthy, weighing it at an estimated 8 to 8 ½ lb. Doctor appointments are scheduled on the next two Mondays. If Casey hasn’t arrived by week 40, it may be time to talk about scheduling a C-section, especially if he hasn’t turned around.
Over the weekend we had the car seat bases installed in each of our vehicles (thanks Springdale FD!) and now only need to bag the hospital bag. And then we wait. (And enjoy every minute of sleep we can get now!)
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