Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Monday, August 27, 2007
Friday, August 24, 2007
3 Weeks Old Today
Our little lady is getting so old! Soon she'll be asking to borrow the car for the night. Yikes. On Tuesday we visited the doctor again for the stinky belly button/umbilical stump issue. Boy that smelled bad, made Mommy and Daddy gag a lot. Glad the doc was able to pull it off and the odor is gone. It won't be missed!
As of Tuesday Mia was 8lbs 11oz. She is growing like a weed! This probably explains the series of cluster feedings this week - we think she's going through a bit of a growth spurt. Pete went back to work on Monday. It's been pretty rough in the evening. Since he brings home the bacon I've been up throughout the night with her, which means NO sleep. I'll grab an hour here or there when I can, but I definitely do not sleep the way I used to. Not even close. I've never felt so loopy in my life. People say it will get better. I sure hope so. Right now she sleeps from 11pm-ish to anywhere between 3am and 5am. And then she is wide awake until about 8am and then ready to eat again within a few hours. Just as soon as I fall into REM sleep, she normally wakes up.
BUT, I've been trying everyday to reverse her day/night mix up. Last night I cried tears of joy because she was out from 11pm - 4am and then back down from 5am - 9am. I feel great today - I slept! I'm hoping little by little her schedule will start to resemble what it did last night. I'm not going to get my hopes up yet. But boy people weren't kidding when they said the first few months are brutal. There is a lot of screaming, a lot of crying and not a whole lot of anything else. Luckily we do not think she has colic. All of her fussiness so far has been consolable. Acid reflux, constipation and lactose intolerance will do that to anyone. Seems like we have a lot of these issues under control now, so she is a lot happier.
Pete has been a saint. He's been incredibly supportive, doing everything he can to make the transition better for all of us. He feels terrible when he sees me getting up in the middle of the night, but there is not much we can do about that right now. As you can see below, Pete's hard work on the job has finally paid off! So for now, we're just taking things one day at a time. And I guess it's not so bad being up at odd hours. I'm catching up on all the music videos on VH1 and MTV they don't ever show by day. Who new Spoon had a video?
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Thursday, August 23, 2007
Friday, August 17, 2007
'Tis the Season
Looks like the Caribbean is hunkering down. Glad this storm is steering clear of Florida. Corey is going on another cruise to Cozumel and Belize in 2 weeks. Pete and I think they'll be handing passengers shovels instead of snorkels. As long as there is plenty of tequilla to go around, no one will care.Mia update - she's doing great! Yesterday she met her Aunt Mirta, Uncle Peter and cuz Lucci. She thinks they are the best. Owen and Lail just left a minute ago, so many new friends!
We learned on Wednesday that our little lady has already gained back her birth weight, plus an ounce. She is so cute, getting small fat rolls on her arms and legs. After midnight she sometimes turns into a little gremlin. We're working on reversing her day/night schedule so Pete and I can get some sleep. Daddy goes back to work on Monday. Well, I'll try to post more pics this weekend. She has already grown out of a few onesies, but even some of the newborn sizes are still too big on her. She is changing each and everyday and looking more and more like Daddy.
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Sunday, August 12, 2007
Mia says hello
Hi to my family and friends! I am very much enjoying life right now. My days and nights are a little mixed up - I prefer to sleep all day and stay awake more at night, but mommy and daddy are trying to fix that. They feed me every 3 hours. Sometimes I gulp everything down and sometimes I take my time, but that's okay. I really don't like to be burped, I'm hungry! But I guess I have this acid reflux so I have to be careful. Sometimes I spit up and nearly give my daddy a heart attack and mommy has to calm him down.
I am pretty sleepy - it's exhausting being a tiny human! I am looking forward to growing more each and every day. Soon enough I'll be able to chase my furry friends all around. Right now they just look at me and wonder what the heck I cry sometimes. Wait until I am tossing them my dinner from the high chair! We are all going to be best of friends.
There are certain things I don't like. Mommy and daddy change my diaper a lot and ooooh man that makes me mad!!! And I don't like being cleaned or switching into a new onesie. I'd much rather be swaddled and cuddled. The constipation gets me cranky too. Sometimes I'll wait until mom and dad are in the middle of a diaper change to go pee pee or poo poo. It's funny to see them scramble around. All week daddy had to take me to the hospital to get my heels pricked for jaundice and I REALLY couldn't stand it. Luckily my numbers dropped and I don't have to do that anymore. Goodbye creamsicle!
Of course there are certain things that I love. Some of my favorite moments are spent resting on mommy's chest against her heartbeat, and on daddy's lap listening to jazz music. Daddy says with my long fingers I am going to be a concert pianist. I like that idea. And mommy says I am going to travel all over the world. I like that idea too. I LOVE my bouncy seat! And my collection of binkies. I haven't grown too attached to them yet, but they are good to have around.
This week I have had many visitors. People love to hold me and tell me how cute I am. So far I have seen a lot of my uncle Corey, aunt Liz, my Grandpa Armando and Grandma Maria, Abuelo and Abuela, Aunt Keri and Uncle Jaime and also my amigos Zach, Troy, Owen, Procter, Lindsey, Ryan, Dillon, Erica and Trevor. So many people to remember!
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Wednesday, August 8, 2007
Birth Story
6:45 am - check in for paperwork and room assignment.
8:15 am - IV started. Nurse was digging around in my left wrist and could not find a strong vein. I just kept smiling and saying it was okay, but I wanted to scream. She ended up having more luck over on my right wrist. Pitocin was started and a minute later doc came and broke my water. Didn't hurt at all, but it sure was gross.
1:00 pm - By now I had forgotten how many times they turned up the pitocin, but they were doing it in 15 to 30 minute intervals. In the beginning the contractions felt like strong menstrual cramps, but by early afternoon, they evolved into something more sinister, strong and stacked one on top of the other, beginning to make me cry a little. I was over 4cm. I asked for the epidural.
Ugh, the epidural. While it provided instant relief, I didn't enjoy the process of getting it done. The dose of lydocaine they injected STUNG. And then he explained I would feel a cramp in my lower back and a funny bone feeling up my spine as he inserted the catheter. I could feel him working back there. Call me a wimp but the whole process had me on edge and I could not wait for it to be over.
Almost instantly the contractions disappeared. But then my feet started itching, then my chest. The nurses explained this was a common side effect. Still, it was better than feeling pain. I'll get back to the epi later. It still had one final surprise in store for me toward the end.
5:00 pm - I told Pete to page the nurse. I started feeling intense pressure down below coupled with a strange stretching sensation. She checked and said it was because I was fully dilated - 10 cm! Pete and I looked at each other and cried. Finally the long wait was over. We were going to meet our baby girl.
6:15 pm - My doctor was tied up in a Cesarean birth so I had to wait over an hour to push. So sick of waiting! I couldn't imagine walking out of surgery and into our situation though. No wonder they get paid the big bucks. Our L&D nurse walked us through the art of pushing.
By now I could feel the contractions rushing at me without having to look at the monitor. So with each I had to take a deep breath, push and bear down for a count of ten and then repeat twice for a total of 3 times, then do all over again 2 minutes later. Again and again and again, such a work out. Pete had one leg and the nurse had another. Pete was so great. I don't know how I would've gotten through without him. In between contractions he wiped my forehead and fed me ice chips. He even grunted with me through a lot of them. We kept our sense of humor. At one point our nurse's cell phone rang - I'm not even kidding the ringtone was PUSH IT. We all were laughing so hard I missed the next contraction entirely, but it was nice for the break.
Something also popped somewhere inside me. Not sure what it was, but it was loud and clear and made the nurses pull back. They said they had never heard that before during a delivery. I just kept thinking oh great! We'll deal with that later.
8:15 pm - No baby yet. We were told the little missy was having a hard time clearing my pubic bone. I could see her head crowning, but they just couldn't get her out. I could sense the doctors and nurses getting concerned. People were entering and leaving the room. I heard someone mumbling about shoulder dystocia. And I was exhausted. My contractions were a minute or less apart, coming on so fierce. I could feel a lot more of it than I wanted to. The epidural catheter had shifted in my spine and was redirecting all of my pain to the base of my neck. It must have reconnected with a different nerve. Suddenly with every movement I could feel pain shoot down my neck, across my shoulders and down my arms. It made me cry. The nurses confirmed it was the epidural. I guess sometimes this happens...?
8:37 pm - During my final push, my L&D nurse climbed up over the bed on her knees and began to force her weight into my pubic bone. My doctor was also yelling at me YOU NEED TO PUSH AS HARD AS YOU CAN RIGHT NOW!!! I was terrified. I had never seen it this way on A Baby Story before.
And then just like that, there she was. For a second I saw the doctor hold Mia up, and my God she was limp. Her head rolled to the side and her arms and legs just dangled. She wasn't breathing. The cord was wrapped around her neck. The doctor cut the cord and then suddenly they were working on her in the corner, trying to pump air into her lungs and saying COME ON LITTLE GIRL! Another nurse was on a walkie talkie demanding for NICU. I was so scared. I thought she was dead.
She started to make little noises and cry softly. I have never heard such a beautiful thing in my life. She was going to be okay. They swaddled her up and handed her to me for a brief moment. We were allowed to take a few pictures and then she was taken away up to the nursery for further review. It would be 2 hours before I would see her again, so I was a mess. But all that mattered is that she was and is okay. 7lbs, 15oz and 21"L.
After the epidural completely wore off I realized I was in a lot of pain. Ends up I completely separated the cartilage in my pubic symphysis, bruised my tailbone pretty badly and got 2 first degree tears, one internally and one on top bilaterally. I also have a severe case of edema now from all the IV fluids. But you know, I can't complain because it could have been much worse. I am finally starting to walk on my own today. I've seen a physical therapist twice. I should be 100% better within just a few weeks.
Today is day 2 of being home and she is doing so well, so cute! Absolutely beautiful. Other than a mild case of jaundice and acid reflux, she is perfectly healthy. We are completely enamored with this special little girl. So far she only cries when she is hungry or wants to be held. And we are already adapting somewhat to a routine. The three of us and all the pets are really enjoying being a family.
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Sunday, August 5, 2007
My Beautiful Ladies
We had a very intense delivery, Marisa had to fight for every inch of it, which was followed by an umbilical cord wrapped around the neck, and the on top of it all, shoulder dystocia. This is basically where the baby's shoulder becomes trapped behind the pubic bone, and we've had several people tell us that shoulder dystocia is perhaps an OB's worst nightmare to face in the delivery room.
That being said, with a combination of a superhuman effort by Marisa, and the expertise of our incredible doctor (Dr. Dill) and nurse team, our girl came out without any injuries related to the position she was in. Marisa as a result of the
Mia on the other hand had some minor issues of her own, with some acid reflux. This was easily fixed by giving her a heavier rice formula to supplement Marisa's breastfeeding, and ensuring that after we feed her to burp her and keep her upright for at least 20-30 minutes.
But now, let's get to today. Marisa had an x-ray and verified what we knew - separation of the pubic symphysis. That being said, my wife, the badest, toughest, most beautiful gal I've every known has been using a walker to get around with a physical therapist, took a shower on her own, and is able to sit up in bed by herself. When I ask if she's pushing herself to far, s
he simply smiles and replies "I'm fine - I have a daughter to take care of."Mia is eating and holding her food down well - she's a champion eater, and she's literally sitting Marisa's arms right now. We're going to head home tonight or tomorrow, and we are a family. Together at last, gratefull for all of our support and love and friendships, and so full of love we could burst.
We love you all, and we can't wait for all of you to meet her.


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