Is that bad that I've lost count? Eck. Guess it's time to just count months. Maybe we're at 24 weeks? Sorry Kynlee. So I'm procrastinating right now. I should be doing laundry. A lot has been going on around here! Keeping us super busy. School is really busy and I'm adding a 1 credit hour class starting Wednesday that has more work in it than my 3 hour class, so that will be extra tough. To top it off we've started looking at houses. And that's a huge predicament. I hadn't meant to start looking, but Dillon picked up a book at the home show last weekend and I house that I loved the look of had reduced price by 20K making it more in our price range. So we looked at it, like it but we'd have to redesign the kitchen, finish up the basement, and some other things. So then my mom found another house that is waaaay out in the sticks also, but the setting of it is AMAZING. Like if we bought this, we'd probably be there forever. But I hate the house. Hate it. It's doable and livable, but at some point way down the road we'd have to either build a new house, or completely remodel the one that is there. So that adds more stressed. I tend to do this to myself. Sort of like May of '07 when I graduated school, got engaged, started a new job, and bought a house all in 2 weeks time. We could keep waiting but this house tax rebate thing ends in April/June something or another so that would be really nice to have towards this house. So anyways, I need to start packing up stuff in this house that we never use and get this puppy listed I suppose. Great. Dillon has also decided he wants to snow goose hunt which leaves me here doing most of it. Great again.
Okay so now that that's off my shoulders on to Kynlee boo. Lots has been going on in her world. I first off to say, I had to tell her yesterday that she needs to cry more. Seriously. I thought she had fallen asleep on our way home and was still asleep so I left her in her car seat. A few minutes later Dillon was walking by so I asked him to make sure she was still asleep. Nope. Awake just hangin out, not making a sound. Really? How did we get so lucky? Our next child is going to be a hellion. I know it.
I'm trying to remember all the new things she is doing and in order. She begin sitting on her own a lot better. We've began using the chair in the tub as for her baths, she was splashing water every where on the counter in her little tub.
She also says Hi! Did I tell you about that? It is so adorable. She did it a lot for about a week and then she learned she could growl in her throat so she did that a lot too. My mom loves telling the store about the night she stayed at their house and it was like 6 am still dark in the room and her and dad hear this little "hi" and they both sort of looked around and said "hi?" back and then laughed because they realized it was her!
She learned just in the past couple days how to do a motorboat with her mouth, so drool, milk, cereal goes EVERY where. And she does it pretty much all of the time.
She had a cold too. Had to take her to the dr and get some antibiotics. Boy did she love that stuff! It was the bubble gum flavor! Dillon was jealous. That was two weeks ago, it took forever for her to kick it, but that's been the case for everyone that has it.
She started cereal this last week. I really wanted to wait until she was 6 months and go straight to baby food. But she was getting too hungry too fast. We had bumped her to 6 oz and she was eating that like every 1 1/2-2 hours. So we started with a 1 tbls in the am and one in the pm added to her bottle. We started that Monday. Then Saturday morning we switched to spoon feeding it to her. I have video. I'll post it sometime. She thinks that's pretty cool. She'll open her mouth great big and then shoves the spoon down her throat because of course she has to help. It's so much fun. We see her pedi on the 23, so maybe we'll be cleared for regular baby food then! And we go back to the heart drs on the 25.
Dillon was also able to get her to roll over Friday night. From her back to her stomach. So we now roll both ways. She had been trying for a while. He laid her on the floor Friday and just kept working with her (I was super proud of him) and she finally did it! There is a video on FB of it. The video was about the 5th time she had done it though.
Alright well I think that's everything! Laundry is calling my name. As are a million other things!
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
19 weeks.
So Kynlee is officially 1/2 as old as the amount of time that I carried her. Does that make sense? it does to me...and I cannot believe she is that old. I think I skipped last week again? I don't know. Time literally escapes me and I can't stand it. How do people have more than 1 child at a time? Although I miss pregnancy something fierce and I miss her being teeny tiny, there is no way I could handle another one already, which is hard for me too. I shall enjoy chano's pregnancy.
So in the past couple weeks, her stuffy nose has come and gone, and come and gone. It annoys her and she hates having her nose wiped. She doesn't so much mind the saline drops though, so i just do those and she usually sneezes shortly after and gets most of it out.
She has also found more of her voice and loves to squeal. She has also learned to squeal and through herself backwards, especially when we're doing something she doesn't approve of. I'm already envisioning this happening in the middle of wal-mart when she gets told no. Her father will deal with her then, as she got this behavior from his gene pool not mine ;)
Her hair is slowly falling out :( she has a major bald spot in the back, and then stripes around the sides from where she rolls her head back and forth.
She also refuses to lay down and if you put her in a semi recline position she tries sitting up, you can just see her stomach muscles PULLING. She refuses to remain reclined. Sometimes laying flat is okay, but not for long. She is working very hard to roll over from back to stomach, her butt's just too heavy. We're working on it though.
We went back to Childrens Mercy last week, praying for a good report as Dr. Phelps had thought it sounded better. Well the nurse prac. she sees listened and felt for less than a minute and says "it sounds tighter and i can feel it razzing" so we did the echo. sure enough. it's still moderate, but she has stenosis below the original one now where the valve is pinching shut and at the top of her heart the veins aren't growing how they want them to and at the bottom she has some swelling. So it's still not 'severe' or 'critical' but they like to fix these problems before they cause issues, or cause her to start showing problems. Which she isn't currently doing. The NP said she was going to send it to the 'cath lab' aka the people that do the procedure and let those dr's decide if we go ahead or continue waiting. In Dill and I's brains we're not seeing the purpose of waiting, however, we didn't ask her why we would, so it could be for Kynlee to get older to handle anesthesia better. So we're still waiting for a call from them to hear their decision, and if they say wait I'm going to ask why...if we're not feeling their response then we're going to get a second opinion. one of my cousins had a similar surgery at 2 days old in columbia and the dr that performed it, designed the balloon procedure that she would be having, so obviously it doesn't get much better than that. So I plan to get an appt with him if they say they want to continue waiting. They act like the procedure isn't that big of a deal, heck if they do it first thing in the morning she would go home that night. The hole they go in through is no bigger than an IV site and they put a bandaid over it. So I guess we just don't see why we would keep waiting if it is straining her heart growth. If anyone knows please inform me.;)
Hm what else. She's still drooling like crazy :) chews on everything. Oh last Friday at the appt she was still 24 inches long and weighed like 13lbs 6/7 oz they do it in KGs so we have to convert it.
I think that's all!
So in the past couple weeks, her stuffy nose has come and gone, and come and gone. It annoys her and she hates having her nose wiped. She doesn't so much mind the saline drops though, so i just do those and she usually sneezes shortly after and gets most of it out.
She has also found more of her voice and loves to squeal. She has also learned to squeal and through herself backwards, especially when we're doing something she doesn't approve of. I'm already envisioning this happening in the middle of wal-mart when she gets told no. Her father will deal with her then, as she got this behavior from his gene pool not mine ;)
Her hair is slowly falling out :( she has a major bald spot in the back, and then stripes around the sides from where she rolls her head back and forth.
She also refuses to lay down and if you put her in a semi recline position she tries sitting up, you can just see her stomach muscles PULLING. She refuses to remain reclined. Sometimes laying flat is okay, but not for long. She is working very hard to roll over from back to stomach, her butt's just too heavy. We're working on it though.
We went back to Childrens Mercy last week, praying for a good report as Dr. Phelps had thought it sounded better. Well the nurse prac. she sees listened and felt for less than a minute and says "it sounds tighter and i can feel it razzing" so we did the echo. sure enough. it's still moderate, but she has stenosis below the original one now where the valve is pinching shut and at the top of her heart the veins aren't growing how they want them to and at the bottom she has some swelling. So it's still not 'severe' or 'critical' but they like to fix these problems before they cause issues, or cause her to start showing problems. Which she isn't currently doing. The NP said she was going to send it to the 'cath lab' aka the people that do the procedure and let those dr's decide if we go ahead or continue waiting. In Dill and I's brains we're not seeing the purpose of waiting, however, we didn't ask her why we would, so it could be for Kynlee to get older to handle anesthesia better. So we're still waiting for a call from them to hear their decision, and if they say wait I'm going to ask why...if we're not feeling their response then we're going to get a second opinion. one of my cousins had a similar surgery at 2 days old in columbia and the dr that performed it, designed the balloon procedure that she would be having, so obviously it doesn't get much better than that. So I plan to get an appt with him if they say they want to continue waiting. They act like the procedure isn't that big of a deal, heck if they do it first thing in the morning she would go home that night. The hole they go in through is no bigger than an IV site and they put a bandaid over it. So I guess we just don't see why we would keep waiting if it is straining her heart growth. If anyone knows please inform me.;)
Hm what else. She's still drooling like crazy :) chews on everything. Oh last Friday at the appt she was still 24 inches long and weighed like 13lbs 6/7 oz they do it in KGs so we have to convert it.
I think that's all!
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
17 weeks
So, I'm a week late...sorry! Last Tuesday We had to go to her 4 month dr appt..it went well, she's gaining weight well, her height and weight are in the 50th%ile and her head is in the 75th, Dr Phelp's asked if she had any trouble holding it up. She doesn't usually, sometimes if she's just eaten she spits up if she's trying too hard to hold it up. She weighed 13lbs .5oz and was 24 inches long. Dr Phelp's also said that although she can't confirm it, her heart murmur did sound a little bit weaker so that's GREAT news! Hopefully they can confirm it next week!
She's gotten really great at her jumperoo this week, I took video I'll have to upload it! She can spin all the way around now, well as long as I keep moving the box. She can also grab the toys on the tray around her! She really loves the rainbow!
She has also slept through the night for about a week now, she still fusses for her binky a couple times a night, but I don't have to feed her!
My milk supply has crashed, I get about a bottle and a half worth of milk all day, with the exception of my first morning pump, it's generally enough for a bottle, except this morning she decided she wanted to drink EIGHT ounces in one feeding. Growth spurt much? So basically we're going to have to start sending her formula to the babysitter, because they're running out :( This is extremely upsetting and I really want to keep pumping but is it worth it? And I know in my brain that formula is good for her, but I still feel guilt. Dang pressure of society. It would be nice to not have that thing attached to me 24/7 but i still feel bad.
They've been using old BM at the sitters, and she hasn't had much trouble with spitting up, with the exception of last tuesday. So maybe I can slowly introduce onions and what not back into her diet.
She gets baptized this coming Sunday, Chris and Allison agreed to be her baptismal sponsors and we're very excited! We also learned that this Sunday is called "Life Sunday", it's to celebrate the anniversary of Roe V Wade, so it'll be cool to have a baptism on that Sunday. We'll have a family dinner afterwards!
Tonight she learned that she could bang her toys on her swing and they would make a loud noise, so she kept doing it over and over :) it's cute now, I'm sure soon enough it'll be beyond obnoxious.
Her stuffy nose seems to be doing a little bit better, now that she gave her fun cold to me! bleck!
I think that's about all!
She's gotten really great at her jumperoo this week, I took video I'll have to upload it! She can spin all the way around now, well as long as I keep moving the box. She can also grab the toys on the tray around her! She really loves the rainbow!
She has also slept through the night for about a week now, she still fusses for her binky a couple times a night, but I don't have to feed her!
My milk supply has crashed, I get about a bottle and a half worth of milk all day, with the exception of my first morning pump, it's generally enough for a bottle, except this morning she decided she wanted to drink EIGHT ounces in one feeding. Growth spurt much? So basically we're going to have to start sending her formula to the babysitter, because they're running out :( This is extremely upsetting and I really want to keep pumping but is it worth it? And I know in my brain that formula is good for her, but I still feel guilt. Dang pressure of society. It would be nice to not have that thing attached to me 24/7 but i still feel bad.
They've been using old BM at the sitters, and she hasn't had much trouble with spitting up, with the exception of last tuesday. So maybe I can slowly introduce onions and what not back into her diet.
She gets baptized this coming Sunday, Chris and Allison agreed to be her baptismal sponsors and we're very excited! We also learned that this Sunday is called "Life Sunday", it's to celebrate the anniversary of Roe V Wade, so it'll be cool to have a baptism on that Sunday. We'll have a family dinner afterwards!
Tonight she learned that she could bang her toys on her swing and they would make a loud noise, so she kept doing it over and over :) it's cute now, I'm sure soon enough it'll be beyond obnoxious.
Her stuffy nose seems to be doing a little bit better, now that she gave her fun cold to me! bleck!
I think that's about all!
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
15 weeks old!
Allison kindly pointed out today that I didn't update yesterday, correct I didn't update last night, I realized about 730 that I hadn't and told Dill I didn't---but we were in bed by 745, and decided i do it tonight!
Not a whole lot has happened this week, Kynlee is really loving her jumperoo, she goes nuts in it! She's beginning to learn that when she jumps it will play music, so that's been fun watching!
She's still sickly and having a runny nose but it was a little better this morning!
We did learn this week that she needs to stay up past 6, Monday she was so tired that we put her to bed about 545...she was then wide awake at 3 am. gah. It was not fun. So she now stays up later!
NYE was alright, Chris and Amber came up, they were passed out on the couch by 1045, Dill and I went to bed at 1115!
We also asked Allison and Chris to be Kynlee's God parents 'baptismal sponsors' that day, her baptism is set for Jan 24, so i'm very excited about that! We go back to Childrens Mercy the 29--i'm honestly a little nervous about it..i just don't have a good feeling. blah.
so i think that's all for tonight! sorry!
Not a whole lot has happened this week, Kynlee is really loving her jumperoo, she goes nuts in it! She's beginning to learn that when she jumps it will play music, so that's been fun watching!
She's still sickly and having a runny nose but it was a little better this morning!
We did learn this week that she needs to stay up past 6, Monday she was so tired that we put her to bed about 545...she was then wide awake at 3 am. gah. It was not fun. So she now stays up later!
NYE was alright, Chris and Amber came up, they were passed out on the couch by 1045, Dill and I went to bed at 1115!
We also asked Allison and Chris to be Kynlee's God parents 'baptismal sponsors' that day, her baptism is set for Jan 24, so i'm very excited about that! We go back to Childrens Mercy the 29--i'm honestly a little nervous about it..i just don't have a good feeling. blah.
so i think that's all for tonight! sorry!
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
14 weeks old!
So I've decided I'm going to set Tuesday as my 'update' day to see if that helps!
Kynlee had her first Christmas last week! and it was a white Christmas! How lucky is she? It was a lot of fun, I'll show it too you in pics in just a minute! First updates on her developments this past week, she has become quite the hand sucker, and can hold toys for much longer periods of time, she has also gotten good at putting them into her mouth! Rolling over is no big deal anymore :) she thinks she's hot stuff and flips over as soon as she hits her belly! Her vision has become obviously better over the past week as well. She is much more interested in looking around and is studying everything. because of this she loves reading books now. the first time i noticed it, we laid under the Christmas tree and read 'The Polar Express' and she just stared at the pictures, it was really cool. [this has always been a tradition in my family].We all got spoiled for Christmas as usual! Her favorite toy is her jumperoo, she thinks it's the best thing since a bottle! She had it less than 24 hours and was already wanting to jump all the time! She woke up the next mornin legs agoin!
She's still loving going to the babysitters, and is worn out by the time she gets home. She didn't go today because she's got a stuffy nose and a cough.
So here is her Holidays in pictures!
sittin on santa's lap!
3 months old!
first bath in a sink! :)
first Christmas eve service! (she sang with all of the songs it was so cute :))
tree at my parents!
snow Christmas morning--yes she was up before dawn she was SO excited :)
setting out cookies and milk for santa!
Santa enjoying the cookies and milk :)
all gone!
opening her first ever Christmas gift!
she liked the paper!
one of her christmas outfits!
loving the jumperoo!
so that is all :) it was a fabulous Christmas, although the weather put a damper on our 'normal' activities it was still wonderful!
Kynlee had her first Christmas last week! and it was a white Christmas! How lucky is she? It was a lot of fun, I'll show it too you in pics in just a minute! First updates on her developments this past week, she has become quite the hand sucker, and can hold toys for much longer periods of time, she has also gotten good at putting them into her mouth! Rolling over is no big deal anymore :) she thinks she's hot stuff and flips over as soon as she hits her belly! Her vision has become obviously better over the past week as well. She is much more interested in looking around and is studying everything. because of this she loves reading books now. the first time i noticed it, we laid under the Christmas tree and read 'The Polar Express' and she just stared at the pictures, it was really cool. [this has always been a tradition in my family].We all got spoiled for Christmas as usual! Her favorite toy is her jumperoo, she thinks it's the best thing since a bottle! She had it less than 24 hours and was already wanting to jump all the time! She woke up the next mornin legs agoin!
She's still loving going to the babysitters, and is worn out by the time she gets home. She didn't go today because she's got a stuffy nose and a cough.
So here is her Holidays in pictures!
sittin on santa's lap!
3 months old!
first bath in a sink! :)
first Christmas eve service! (she sang with all of the songs it was so cute :))
tree at my parents!
snow Christmas morning--yes she was up before dawn she was SO excited :)
setting out cookies and milk for santa!
Santa enjoying the cookies and milk :)
all gone!
opening her first ever Christmas gift!
she liked the paper!
one of her christmas outfits!
loving the jumperoo!so that is all :) it was a fabulous Christmas, although the weather put a damper on our 'normal' activities it was still wonderful!
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
i'm so terrible about updating.
Kynlee is 3 months old today. Really? Where has time went? How is this possible? I don't want to spend too much time in review, basically the past 13 weeks have been a blur! Lets see she did really really well until the 6w mark and then all hell broke loose. She started nightly screaming fits where nothing would calm her down, the bath tub would work for a while and as soon as she was out of the tub it would start all over. We finally tried a suggestion from the message board of the hair dryer. I remember feeling ridiculous walking to the bathroom to get it that first night, but it worked like a charm. She absolutely loved it! So that was a life saver many nights. Thankfully after about 10/11w she stopped having the fits! But we did suffer through them at Thanksgiving, we also sort of figured out she didn't like to be held during them, she wanted to lay down and be on her own, so that's what we did. Her mobile in her crib entertained her. But needless to say, having a baby that didn't want to be held during the holidays was no fun.
She has also learned to grasp things with her hands so her new favorite place to be is in her bouncy seat with her dangling toys at an arms reach, this week she finally figured out how to get the middle toy, which is the one that plays music.
Last week she did roll from her belly to back a few times, if I get her arms tucked under her far enough she plops right over! The first time she did it I had barely laid her down and she was already over!
She started at the babysitters last week. And I went back to work. I didn't cry as much as I thought I would, I think only her first day was rough, Dill dropped her off for the second day and by the third day when I dropped her off as soon as she heard Candy's voice she was all smiles! So that obviously makes it much easier!
Oh we've also had some belly troubles which required us to make a special trip to Dr Phelps, she was spitting up like crazy and screaming in pain when she was trying to poo. At first we tried reducing milk and soy formula, didn't help and soy tore her belly up worse. Then the dr suggested reducing onions, garlic, and peppers, that seems to have been the trick and for the most part all has been well since then! We're using gentlease formula which she loves and it doesn't bother her belly at all! My pumping isn't producing a whole ton of milk so we've got to supplement.
We've had about 4 nights of sleeping through the night. She'll go two nights in a row of STTN and then goes about 3-4 days of waking up at 1 and 4 and 7. I'm not really sure what is causing the differences, other than her evening naps, she gets so worn out at the sitter that sometimes its impossible to keep her awake in the evening.
I suppose our biggest news is that she was diagnosed with pulmonary valve stenosis at 7weeks. At her 6 w check up they heard the murmur and were hoping that it was just the 'normal' murmur but when we went to Childrens Mercy they found that the leaflets in her pulmonary valve are thicker than they are supposed to be, but not bad enough to do anything 'yet' they will continue to monitor her until she is done growing. If they get any thicker surgery will be required. Thankfully it's less invasive than what Dillon had 20 years ago (obviously) and they would just insert a cath into her leg and go up to her heart and balloon open the valve. I'm not sure if it comes from what Dillon had since he had a kink in his valve, we didn't ask, but I'm going to try to remember in January. When we went it was when she was having screaming fits and the Dr said to just treat her like a normal baby. Strange thing, the NP that was in there first was trying to figure out who Dill's surgeon had been, come to find out we think it was the Dr that was in there with us the whole time! Nuts!
We had pics taken last week for her 3 month photo session, she did AMAZING. We timed it so that she would be hungry as soon as we got to springfield, so she woke up as we pulled into a parking spot (two spaces from the door mind you) she ate, wouldn't burp, so i was terrfied she was going to spit up all over her clothes, she didn't. She was awake and did not cry the entire time we flopped her all over the place for her pictures and then she fell asleep while we were waiting to look at them, so she slept through all of that. What an angel.
Here is a pic of her with Santa.
I think the best part so far has been watching her look at Dillon, she is SO in love with him, she has to see him no matter where he is in room she wants to look at him.
Melts my heart.
so i guess this is all, i'm going to once again promise more updates. I think I'll do it on Tuesdays, when she grows another week older. i start classes soon on wednesdays, yuck!
She has also learned to grasp things with her hands so her new favorite place to be is in her bouncy seat with her dangling toys at an arms reach, this week she finally figured out how to get the middle toy, which is the one that plays music.
Last week she did roll from her belly to back a few times, if I get her arms tucked under her far enough she plops right over! The first time she did it I had barely laid her down and she was already over!
She started at the babysitters last week. And I went back to work. I didn't cry as much as I thought I would, I think only her first day was rough, Dill dropped her off for the second day and by the third day when I dropped her off as soon as she heard Candy's voice she was all smiles! So that obviously makes it much easier!
Oh we've also had some belly troubles which required us to make a special trip to Dr Phelps, she was spitting up like crazy and screaming in pain when she was trying to poo. At first we tried reducing milk and soy formula, didn't help and soy tore her belly up worse. Then the dr suggested reducing onions, garlic, and peppers, that seems to have been the trick and for the most part all has been well since then! We're using gentlease formula which she loves and it doesn't bother her belly at all! My pumping isn't producing a whole ton of milk so we've got to supplement.
We've had about 4 nights of sleeping through the night. She'll go two nights in a row of STTN and then goes about 3-4 days of waking up at 1 and 4 and 7. I'm not really sure what is causing the differences, other than her evening naps, she gets so worn out at the sitter that sometimes its impossible to keep her awake in the evening.
I suppose our biggest news is that she was diagnosed with pulmonary valve stenosis at 7weeks. At her 6 w check up they heard the murmur and were hoping that it was just the 'normal' murmur but when we went to Childrens Mercy they found that the leaflets in her pulmonary valve are thicker than they are supposed to be, but not bad enough to do anything 'yet' they will continue to monitor her until she is done growing. If they get any thicker surgery will be required. Thankfully it's less invasive than what Dillon had 20 years ago (obviously) and they would just insert a cath into her leg and go up to her heart and balloon open the valve. I'm not sure if it comes from what Dillon had since he had a kink in his valve, we didn't ask, but I'm going to try to remember in January. When we went it was when she was having screaming fits and the Dr said to just treat her like a normal baby. Strange thing, the NP that was in there first was trying to figure out who Dill's surgeon had been, come to find out we think it was the Dr that was in there with us the whole time! Nuts!
We had pics taken last week for her 3 month photo session, she did AMAZING. We timed it so that she would be hungry as soon as we got to springfield, so she woke up as we pulled into a parking spot (two spaces from the door mind you) she ate, wouldn't burp, so i was terrfied she was going to spit up all over her clothes, she didn't. She was awake and did not cry the entire time we flopped her all over the place for her pictures and then she fell asleep while we were waiting to look at them, so she slept through all of that. What an angel.
Here is a pic of her with Santa.
I think the best part so far has been watching her look at Dillon, she is SO in love with him, she has to see him no matter where he is in room she wants to look at him.
Melts my heart.
so i guess this is all, i'm going to once again promise more updates. I think I'll do it on Tuesdays, when she grows another week older. i start classes soon on wednesdays, yuck!
Thursday, November 5, 2009
39weeks--Kynlee's Birth Story
Kynlee Grace’s Birth Story
I’ll start with Thursday September 17th, I went to work and wasn’t feeling well so I took it pretty easy that day, I could tell my blood pressure was high and had nurses at work check it for me and sure enough it was. I took most of the afternoon off to rest at home. I called my dr Friday morning as I was still getting reading of 140-150/ 90-100, they had me come in early for my NST, the first few when I got there were okay, but the longer I sat their they started to creep up, I also wasn’t feeling Kynlee move as much, which is an issue with high BP. Dr Phelps asked me to stay on bed rest over the weekend and to come in at 8:50am Monday morning. So I headed home and stopped at Pizza Glen on the way home, Dillon got off work early that day for some reason so we hung out at home the rest of the day. Being on bed rest was not fun, I don’t know how people make months like that. I eventually had Dillon bring our mattress into the living room so that I could lay on it and watch the big tv as the couch was not comfortable anymore. My BP didn’t improve over the weekend. It stayed pretty much the same and even my meds weren’t bringing it down anymore. I felt horrible. I was still having occasional braxton hicks, but they had slowed down even more than previous weeks and her movement was still slow. My head didn’t quit hurting all weekend, I was swollen, and groggy/in a fog from the medication.
Monday Sept 21, I made my way into Dr Phelps office, dizzy and light headed and with a plan to tell her to get this baby out of me it wasn’t good for either of us to keep going, thankfully I didn’t have to. My BP wasn’t as high but knowing that being on bed rest hadn’t brought it down and that I was 39 weeks, there was no reason to keep suffering. When she checked my cervix, I was still a 1-2 cm but had effaced a lot more, however her head was still a bit high. She said I think we need to induce. .All I could say was please and thank you. She left to go see what her schedule was for the week and to call the hospital to see what day would be good for them. She came back about 5 minutes later and said “how’s this afternoon”, I said PERFECT! She told me to check in at L&D at 4 pm and that we would start with cytotec and then try Pitocin. We talked a bit about my hopes for med free, but she informed me that if we did pit I would have to stay in bed, and that if my BP got too out of control they would suggest an epi to calm me and bring down the pressure.
I text Dillon on the way out of the office, and told him to leave work at noon, we were having a baby! I don’t think he believed me at first, I think his response was whatever...then I called my mom and Robin and told them that we were just starting meds tonight, we’ll call when progress is happening, it’ll probably be in the morning. Headed home to make sure the bags were packed and all was in order. Dillon was home when I got home, because I had to go do my NST in the mean time. We had everything ready about 2, and then decided to go grab some food from Smiths, well in the mean time it ABSOLUTELY poured rain, like we almost didn’t make it down 3rd or Ohio street from so much rain! We left the dogs at home, my dad was going to come pick up Truman later on and take him to their house and Izzy just stayed in her pin.
We got to the hospital about 3:30, thankfully we were early because there was huge line! When we got back to the room they went through all the normal stuff, got a hep lock in after several attempts, it ended up in my right hand which made signing releases fun! They asked a million and two questions, and I got in my cute gown. . About 5:15 they came in to give me my first cytotec insert, so Chuck and Dillon went to dinner, since they had brought mine. I had half a pill at 5:15 and was told they could do another one in 4 hours. I got up and moved around a little bit, but only could move for a while as I had to be hooked up to the monitors once an hour for 20 mins. At 9 they came in to put in another ½ pill. Woo it worked almost immediately. Contractions started shooting through the roof. I think I was dilated to like a 2.5-3 and effacing more at 9. So those contractions were painful and in my back, I started with walking around the room and eventually moved into the hall way with walking, but had to stop moving during contractions. They were 2-4 mins apart and lasting 30-60 seconds. Dillon was sleeping on and off and I was trying to relax. Around 1 I asked them to bring in a birthing ball, which helped some, but the pain was so far down into my bottom and in my back that it didn’t help much and the counter pressure wasn’t being effective either, it would work for a little bit but then not. I can’t remember if I had a 3rd cytotec, I don’t think I did as I was contracting well on my own.
About 3 am I was still at a 3 but effacing more and I think this is about the time the nurse started saying she could feel hair! Woot! The nurse also remembered that I wanted a rub with a Jacuzzi tub, so we moved into a room with one and it was fabulous! Especially at first! I labored in it for a good hour and then got hooked up to the machines, contractions while in bed where unbelievable, I absolutely dreaded that 20 minutes. Thankfully my BP wasn’t too bad, they called Dr Phelps about this time and she was okay with my BP and not starting any other meds yet, so I went back to the tub for another 40 mins but it was losing its effect especially as the water cooled off. After I got out the 2nd time I think my water broke while I was on the toilet but I didn’t realize it until later. Humming through contractions was effective a bit too. Dillon was still being supportive and rubbing my back and holding my hand as need be.
About 5 they were getting unbearable and I was barely 4 cm, just still effacing more and she was dropping some. Around 6 am I started crying through contractions, I couldn’t get out of bed as my BP was starting to climb and they wanted me to stay monitored. I had been having off the scale contractions for 7 hours and was starting to get weak physically. I asked when I could get an epi about 6:30 and the nurse said it was still a little early and they were getting ready to switch anesthesiologists and if I could hold out it would be better, so they started giving me fetnol (spelling?), which made me feel like I had just chugged a bottle of vodka, Dillon didn’t like me telling everyone that :). I had 3 doses of that and finally about 8:30 they got an anesthesiologist there an hour after it was requested and I was at an absolute breaking point. I wasn’t sure I was going to live lol, it was horrible and I was sobbing. I didn’t want the epi but knew I wasn’t going to survive without it, my back was hurting so bad, the pain hadn’t went away in over 6 hours, there was no “break” between contractions for me, although it was worse during a contraction, it never totally went away.
They let Dillon stay in the room during the epi which really surprised me, so he was standing in front of me and the nurse and Dr start yelling at each other about them taking so long for a dr to get there to give me the epi. Like literally yelling and I’m sobbing because I was so tired and in so much pain and here they are being unprofessional so I screamed why are we talking about this? And the dr says “I’m preparing your medicine” I said good do it in silence. Then he tells me he’s putting the needle in, then I look up at Dillon and he’s saying hun, hun, hun and his eyes started rolling back in his head and I said are you okay? and he said no and starts falling towards me, as I’m supposed to be sitting still and there is a needle in my spine.....so I holler at the nurse who comes and helps him sit down but she’s holding him so he doesn’t hit his head and the dr is holding a needle in my back and I can’t reach the call button, so the dr just leaves the needle in my back and then goes to get help..they brought him food and I got some pain relief. And all was better. For a while. The nurse also apologized for their behavior, the dr did too a little but not much.
Dr phelps came in to break my water, but it was already broke and I had progressed to a 5 within minutes from before the epi. I was 90% effaced at this point and a zero station. She said looking good and left. I started shaking bad at this point, uncontrollably, they brought me warm blankets, but it didn’t really help. My mom and Dill’s parents got there about 10 am, but they didn’t get to come in because Kynlee started having heart decels with contractions so I was put on oxygen and they wanted me to roll on my side and rest while they watched her. They also put a monitor in me to monitor the pressure of contractions to see if they should have been progressing me more and they put a monitor on her head to get a better heart rate tracing to see if the decels where justified. Parents did eventually get to come back but then had to leave again when dr phelps came back about eleven to check on me again. I had progressed to a 6 then but her head was not dropping at all, her heart would be fine for a little bit and then not fine, and every time they would get ready to do something she would be fine. My nurse started prepping me for a c section though because she knew it was probably coming. Dr phelps said lets give it an hour to see if you progress any more and I hadn’t, and with the level of contractions I should have been moving along. So I was still shaking, my epi was not completely working, I could still feel the pressure/some pain of contractions and I was on oxygen and scared about her heart rate. At 1p Dr Phelps said lets do the c section which was more than fine with me because I hadn’t slept in 48+ hours and was beyond tired and didn’t know how I was going to push. So everything happened pretty fast, Dill got his sexy little outfit on they upped my epi read me my rights, Dr Phelps came in and went over the dangers, the last words she said were “you could die and baby could die” ack. So they take me back and Dill has to sit out and wait. I was still shaking really bad but then Dill came back and they started cutting. That was the strangest feeling ever. I’m not even going to try to describe it you just have to feel it to know. The new dr from anesthesiology that I had was fabulous and explained everything to me. Then they pulled her out at 1:59 am on Sept 22, 2009 and first said woah lots of hair! And then said “It’s a girl” and I said are you sure?! And they said yes...I wish I had a picture of Dillon’s face when they said it’s a girl :) it was priceless and you could tell his life was forever changed. I said is she beautiful? He just nodded. She struggled with breathing at first so they put some oxygen on her and then once she was somewhat okay they came and put her head next to mine, she was beautiful. He left with her while they stitched me up and then took me to recovery. That was the worst thing ever. They did bring me pictures of her and she looked JUST like Dillon when he was a baby. Then they took me back to my room, where Dillon was holding her and seeing him look at her as I came around that corner was amazing, I still tear up thinking about it. The hardest part was that our parents were in there, so we didn’t ever get a family moment, and they had already all held her, which is still hard for me, but it’s alright, she’s here and beautiful. She was wide awake for about 3 hours after delivery which was col and then she was out like a light! And we got some alone time when grandparents went on a shopping spree.
A couple hours later, I got a phone call from a lady who had found Truman out on the highway (a mile down gravel from my parents house) he had been ran over by a truck. She very kindly took him in town and met Allison and Eric with him. They all said he was just scared and stiff but was wagging his tail and could walk. Thank God for them taking care of him, and we called our vet, Elroy at home and he told us what to check and said to bring him in in the morning if we thought he’d be okay through the night. Dillon went home to check on him and he was pretty much okay, he took some childrens tylenol and stayed in his kennel all night his ribs were swollen but he could walk and jump off furniture. I was so upset when I got the phone call, thankfully I was still heavily drugged so I wasn’t as bad as I could have been. And Truman is now fine!
So that’s pretty much all of her delivery!
I’ll start with Thursday September 17th, I went to work and wasn’t feeling well so I took it pretty easy that day, I could tell my blood pressure was high and had nurses at work check it for me and sure enough it was. I took most of the afternoon off to rest at home. I called my dr Friday morning as I was still getting reading of 140-150/ 90-100, they had me come in early for my NST, the first few when I got there were okay, but the longer I sat their they started to creep up, I also wasn’t feeling Kynlee move as much, which is an issue with high BP. Dr Phelps asked me to stay on bed rest over the weekend and to come in at 8:50am Monday morning. So I headed home and stopped at Pizza Glen on the way home, Dillon got off work early that day for some reason so we hung out at home the rest of the day. Being on bed rest was not fun, I don’t know how people make months like that. I eventually had Dillon bring our mattress into the living room so that I could lay on it and watch the big tv as the couch was not comfortable anymore. My BP didn’t improve over the weekend. It stayed pretty much the same and even my meds weren’t bringing it down anymore. I felt horrible. I was still having occasional braxton hicks, but they had slowed down even more than previous weeks and her movement was still slow. My head didn’t quit hurting all weekend, I was swollen, and groggy/in a fog from the medication.
Monday Sept 21, I made my way into Dr Phelps office, dizzy and light headed and with a plan to tell her to get this baby out of me it wasn’t good for either of us to keep going, thankfully I didn’t have to. My BP wasn’t as high but knowing that being on bed rest hadn’t brought it down and that I was 39 weeks, there was no reason to keep suffering. When she checked my cervix, I was still a 1-2 cm but had effaced a lot more, however her head was still a bit high. She said I think we need to induce. .All I could say was please and thank you. She left to go see what her schedule was for the week and to call the hospital to see what day would be good for them. She came back about 5 minutes later and said “how’s this afternoon”, I said PERFECT! She told me to check in at L&D at 4 pm and that we would start with cytotec and then try Pitocin. We talked a bit about my hopes for med free, but she informed me that if we did pit I would have to stay in bed, and that if my BP got too out of control they would suggest an epi to calm me and bring down the pressure.
I text Dillon on the way out of the office, and told him to leave work at noon, we were having a baby! I don’t think he believed me at first, I think his response was whatever...then I called my mom and Robin and told them that we were just starting meds tonight, we’ll call when progress is happening, it’ll probably be in the morning. Headed home to make sure the bags were packed and all was in order. Dillon was home when I got home, because I had to go do my NST in the mean time. We had everything ready about 2, and then decided to go grab some food from Smiths, well in the mean time it ABSOLUTELY poured rain, like we almost didn’t make it down 3rd or Ohio street from so much rain! We left the dogs at home, my dad was going to come pick up Truman later on and take him to their house and Izzy just stayed in her pin.
We got to the hospital about 3:30, thankfully we were early because there was huge line! When we got back to the room they went through all the normal stuff, got a hep lock in after several attempts, it ended up in my right hand which made signing releases fun! They asked a million and two questions, and I got in my cute gown. . About 5:15 they came in to give me my first cytotec insert, so Chuck and Dillon went to dinner, since they had brought mine. I had half a pill at 5:15 and was told they could do another one in 4 hours. I got up and moved around a little bit, but only could move for a while as I had to be hooked up to the monitors once an hour for 20 mins. At 9 they came in to put in another ½ pill. Woo it worked almost immediately. Contractions started shooting through the roof. I think I was dilated to like a 2.5-3 and effacing more at 9. So those contractions were painful and in my back, I started with walking around the room and eventually moved into the hall way with walking, but had to stop moving during contractions. They were 2-4 mins apart and lasting 30-60 seconds. Dillon was sleeping on and off and I was trying to relax. Around 1 I asked them to bring in a birthing ball, which helped some, but the pain was so far down into my bottom and in my back that it didn’t help much and the counter pressure wasn’t being effective either, it would work for a little bit but then not. I can’t remember if I had a 3rd cytotec, I don’t think I did as I was contracting well on my own.
About 3 am I was still at a 3 but effacing more and I think this is about the time the nurse started saying she could feel hair! Woot! The nurse also remembered that I wanted a rub with a Jacuzzi tub, so we moved into a room with one and it was fabulous! Especially at first! I labored in it for a good hour and then got hooked up to the machines, contractions while in bed where unbelievable, I absolutely dreaded that 20 minutes. Thankfully my BP wasn’t too bad, they called Dr Phelps about this time and she was okay with my BP and not starting any other meds yet, so I went back to the tub for another 40 mins but it was losing its effect especially as the water cooled off. After I got out the 2nd time I think my water broke while I was on the toilet but I didn’t realize it until later. Humming through contractions was effective a bit too. Dillon was still being supportive and rubbing my back and holding my hand as need be.
About 5 they were getting unbearable and I was barely 4 cm, just still effacing more and she was dropping some. Around 6 am I started crying through contractions, I couldn’t get out of bed as my BP was starting to climb and they wanted me to stay monitored. I had been having off the scale contractions for 7 hours and was starting to get weak physically. I asked when I could get an epi about 6:30 and the nurse said it was still a little early and they were getting ready to switch anesthesiologists and if I could hold out it would be better, so they started giving me fetnol (spelling?), which made me feel like I had just chugged a bottle of vodka, Dillon didn’t like me telling everyone that :). I had 3 doses of that and finally about 8:30 they got an anesthesiologist there an hour after it was requested and I was at an absolute breaking point. I wasn’t sure I was going to live lol, it was horrible and I was sobbing. I didn’t want the epi but knew I wasn’t going to survive without it, my back was hurting so bad, the pain hadn’t went away in over 6 hours, there was no “break” between contractions for me, although it was worse during a contraction, it never totally went away.
They let Dillon stay in the room during the epi which really surprised me, so he was standing in front of me and the nurse and Dr start yelling at each other about them taking so long for a dr to get there to give me the epi. Like literally yelling and I’m sobbing because I was so tired and in so much pain and here they are being unprofessional so I screamed why are we talking about this? And the dr says “I’m preparing your medicine” I said good do it in silence. Then he tells me he’s putting the needle in, then I look up at Dillon and he’s saying hun, hun, hun and his eyes started rolling back in his head and I said are you okay? and he said no and starts falling towards me, as I’m supposed to be sitting still and there is a needle in my spine.....so I holler at the nurse who comes and helps him sit down but she’s holding him so he doesn’t hit his head and the dr is holding a needle in my back and I can’t reach the call button, so the dr just leaves the needle in my back and then goes to get help..they brought him food and I got some pain relief. And all was better. For a while. The nurse also apologized for their behavior, the dr did too a little but not much.
Dr phelps came in to break my water, but it was already broke and I had progressed to a 5 within minutes from before the epi. I was 90% effaced at this point and a zero station. She said looking good and left. I started shaking bad at this point, uncontrollably, they brought me warm blankets, but it didn’t really help. My mom and Dill’s parents got there about 10 am, but they didn’t get to come in because Kynlee started having heart decels with contractions so I was put on oxygen and they wanted me to roll on my side and rest while they watched her. They also put a monitor in me to monitor the pressure of contractions to see if they should have been progressing me more and they put a monitor on her head to get a better heart rate tracing to see if the decels where justified. Parents did eventually get to come back but then had to leave again when dr phelps came back about eleven to check on me again. I had progressed to a 6 then but her head was not dropping at all, her heart would be fine for a little bit and then not fine, and every time they would get ready to do something she would be fine. My nurse started prepping me for a c section though because she knew it was probably coming. Dr phelps said lets give it an hour to see if you progress any more and I hadn’t, and with the level of contractions I should have been moving along. So I was still shaking, my epi was not completely working, I could still feel the pressure/some pain of contractions and I was on oxygen and scared about her heart rate. At 1p Dr Phelps said lets do the c section which was more than fine with me because I hadn’t slept in 48+ hours and was beyond tired and didn’t know how I was going to push. So everything happened pretty fast, Dill got his sexy little outfit on they upped my epi read me my rights, Dr Phelps came in and went over the dangers, the last words she said were “you could die and baby could die” ack. So they take me back and Dill has to sit out and wait. I was still shaking really bad but then Dill came back and they started cutting. That was the strangest feeling ever. I’m not even going to try to describe it you just have to feel it to know. The new dr from anesthesiology that I had was fabulous and explained everything to me. Then they pulled her out at 1:59 am on Sept 22, 2009 and first said woah lots of hair! And then said “It’s a girl” and I said are you sure?! And they said yes...I wish I had a picture of Dillon’s face when they said it’s a girl :) it was priceless and you could tell his life was forever changed. I said is she beautiful? He just nodded. She struggled with breathing at first so they put some oxygen on her and then once she was somewhat okay they came and put her head next to mine, she was beautiful. He left with her while they stitched me up and then took me to recovery. That was the worst thing ever. They did bring me pictures of her and she looked JUST like Dillon when he was a baby. Then they took me back to my room, where Dillon was holding her and seeing him look at her as I came around that corner was amazing, I still tear up thinking about it. The hardest part was that our parents were in there, so we didn’t ever get a family moment, and they had already all held her, which is still hard for me, but it’s alright, she’s here and beautiful. She was wide awake for about 3 hours after delivery which was col and then she was out like a light! And we got some alone time when grandparents went on a shopping spree.
A couple hours later, I got a phone call from a lady who had found Truman out on the highway (a mile down gravel from my parents house) he had been ran over by a truck. She very kindly took him in town and met Allison and Eric with him. They all said he was just scared and stiff but was wagging his tail and could walk. Thank God for them taking care of him, and we called our vet, Elroy at home and he told us what to check and said to bring him in in the morning if we thought he’d be okay through the night. Dillon went home to check on him and he was pretty much okay, he took some childrens tylenol and stayed in his kennel all night his ribs were swollen but he could walk and jump off furniture. I was so upset when I got the phone call, thankfully I was still heavily drugged so I wasn’t as bad as I could have been. And Truman is now fine!
So that’s pretty much all of her delivery!
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