This Blog thing.....

So... I guess now that I am living away from friends and family I have to finally surrender to "blogging". I have to admit... it is an easy way for people to keep up with what is going on... and I certainly would rather do this than twitter. So here is where I will post the latest on Matt, Amy, Brilei, and Presslei.

June 29th... the day our family of three grew. Baby P was born at 10:17am. She came out screaming and BIG. Her apgars were 9 and 9. Which is pretty much perfect. Daddy cut the cord and they let him stay holding her next to me until I was done being put back together. However, when we got to the recovery room, Baby P decided that she wanted to go back in my belly because she was not behaving. She started having some respiratory distress and they put her on the Pulse Ox (a monitor that detects the amount of circulating oxygen) Her numbers weren't looking too good so they gave her some help with some oxygen. Then the pediatrician had to come and evaluate her.. she got her first chest x-ray which showed a little fluid in her lungs. So then the NICU resident was called to come and evaluate her. Since I had still not held her yet (almost an hour and a half after getting to the recovery room) The nurse said I could hold her until they took her off to the NICU. I held her and guess what? She made a complete turn around. Her numbers were looking great with no oxygen. I had a little talk with her and she is already a good listener. (She gets that from her mommy) So no NICU for baby P.....

but she still had to go to the nursery to be monitored. I was super bummed because that meant that I had to go to a room with no baby in my arms. Since I was still numb from the chest down they wouldn't let me go and see her. I am VERY against formula feeding her.... so I pumped what little I could and Daddy went down to the nursery for the first feeding. Then around 5pm I finally got to a wheelchair to go and see her. They told us that she would have to stay in the nursery for the night... Mommy shed some tears first night in 39 weeks I spent apart from her.. but I was determined to get to the nursery every two hours to feed. So right as Matt was getting me to the wheelchair for the next feeding.. the nursery called and said she could come off the monitor and to our room...hooray!

So the next two nights progressed as you would imagine.. sleepless Mommy and Daddy.... urgently waiting to get the okay to go home. Which came Wednesday afternoon. However, the pediatrician said that P's bilirubin (broken down red blood cells) was a little high and we would need to bring her to the pediatrician in the morning to have it checked. So we spent the night at DeDe and Grandpas house with the hopes of heading back to Jacksonville the next day.

No such luck. We went to the pediatrician... was there for almost four hours... P was stuck 3 times trying to get blood... it was torture. The Dr. said she would call us later with the levels. Around 3pm she called and said the levels went up... 16. She wanted to see us again in the morning before admitting us to the hospital.

Around 5pm I was trying to feed P and she vomitted black stuff... not normal for a baby. Called the on call pediatrician... and immediately took her to the ER. TGH was great... we walked in, the pediatrician called ahead and they already had a room and everything ready for us, no waiting. Once in the ER room, they needed to get an IV to start getting fluids in her...... she got stuck 8 times before the nurse was able to get an IV access in her left hand. Once the fluids got in her she started perking up a bit which was a good sign.. but her bili level had risen to 19, so we got admitted. At this point its midnight.... exhausted we went up to our room on the pediatric unit, P had a little bed with tanning lights in it....and was going to get her blood checked every 6 hours....again with the torture. We stayed until her levels finally went down the next night at around 10pm we went home.

The next day we followed up at the Dr and levels were back down to 10.... finally in the safe zone! At this point it is Saturday (4th of July)... so one more night in Tampa before we made the long journey to Jacksonville. We made it in about 4.5 hours, stopping first at my grandmas house in Brooksville and again about 30 min away from home. Both girls did well though, and mommy got some much needed rest in while daddy drove.

The first night at home was a success.... P slept in her crib.. Mommy and Daddy slept on the couch. The second night was a little more sleepless... followed by sleepless third and fourth nights. By the fifth night, I got smart (or desperate) and P slept in the pack n play in the living room while mommy slept on the couch. Which is still the arangement to this day, and will be until she starts sleeping a little longer than 3 hours at a time.

So things are going well.......

This is my last week of maternity leave... and I am really bummed about it. I don't want to leave my babies, and most of all I don't want to start the hectic life that commuting to Tampa is going to create. Last week my sister came and was a HUGE help, especially since Presslei decided to go on a growth spurt and feed every hour for almost three days. I know we would not have eaten if she hadn't been here to cook for us. Plus, cousin Noah was a huge help by giving Brilei a much needed playmate, they had a blast and it was really exciting to see how they are old enough to interact and play together now. Just to think that soon Presslei will be big enough for Brilei to boss... I mean play around with.

As some of you may know we have chosen to use BumGenius cloth diapers. I started using them last week while I had my sister here to help me work out the kinks. We used them the first night and then Presslei developed a nasty looking diaper rash. Since you aren't supposed to use diaper cream with the cloth diapers (the oil ruins the absorbancy) we went back to disposables until it cleared up, which was only a day because we determined that Miss P is allergic to cocoa butter and I was using cocoa butter wipes. So Matt was sent to Target to get sensitive hypoallergenic wipes. So far so good. I had to order 6 more diapers to get me through more time because the diapers that my sister gave me (she used them with Noah) are a little too stretched out to fit tightly around P's legs and we had some leakage issues. Hopefully when her legs get a little fatter I can utilize them as well. I also have ventured to use re-usable wipes. Not exactly sure how its gonna go, but I will keep everyone posted.

So for now... P is sleeping, B is dancing... and I am about to get a quick snooze in.