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Tuesday, February 22, 2011

2 weeks, 1 day: Roll-y Poly

I missed this milestone too, but Colby tells me that during tummy time, Sarra put her hands under her chin and rolled herself over from her tummy to her back, all by herself.

This is normal for 3-4 months.

I'm told this is probably just a fluke and that some babies do roll over this way early on. It's much easier to roll from tummy to back than the other way around (believe me, I know). So we shouldn't worry that she'll be crawling at 2 months or anything like that.

Monday, February 21, 2011

Day 14: Visit from Sheri and Rosie

Had a very nice visit from my friends from work, Sheri and Rosie. It's amazing how revitalizing a few hours of grown-up conversation is, already.

Day 15: Happy Fortnight, Babygirl!

Our two favorite involuntary muscle movements from two-week-old Sarrazine:
  1. From over-the-shoulder burp position, she was making lip smacks to tell me she's hungry and moved her head to find, you know, dinner, and she inadvertently kissed me on the cheek.
  2. Lying on his lap, she just gave Colby a "very crisp military salute".
Big milestone of the day: Her umbilical stump came off in her sleep sack! She was fussing and we couldn't figure out why until Colby took her out and saw this black thing poking her in the hip. It had been seeping a little clear goo yesterday during tummy time, and today the little bump is kind of bumpy and a little bloody. I hope it heals into an innie. Right now it looks a little weird and outie-ish. i hope she doesn't have to live life with an outie!

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Day 9: Visit from Grandma and Grandpa and Aunt Megan

Colby's folks and sister came to visit us today from Indiana. They helped a lot and I got a couple solid naps in. They brought us lunch and dinner and I had some healthy food. I need to remember to eat.

Colby's dad loves to take pictures and took lots and lots of our baby girl. I've posted them on my Facebook page.

This is one of my favorites.

Colby's baby photo. I think I see the resemblance!
His dad brought a thumb drive with his baby pictures so we can compare. I wish my baby albums weren't in storage in Downers Grove. I want to see if she looks as much like my baby pictures as I seem to remember. Especially the one my mom and I always called the "Archie Bunker Picture."

Been trying to build up my milk supply but only managed 1 ounce total at 3 pumpings, and about 1/2 ounce at my last one (although I think she got more from her initial feeding at that one than before). I don't quite understand how it all works but it's painful. Thanks to my lactation consult yesterday, it's getting less painful. But it's easier to latch when there's more to give, and I'm not sure the pumping is helping yet. They called to follow up this afternoon and said it takes about 48 hours for the pumping to really start helping, so I have until tomorrow morning before I start feeling nervous.

Colby and I got the diaper rash ointment for Sarra and hopefully it will help. I think it's looking better since Saturday, now that we're using warm water and cotton balls. Would have been nice to have known this to begin with, but I never took the time to read "What To Expect: The First Year" before she was born, and now it's all I can do to keep on top of her feedings.

I was doing well with the every-two-hour feedings the pediatrician recommended, but then I realized it was too exhausting. I have been trying to do every 3 hours, which still gives 8 feedings a day. Hoping tomorrow I'll have plenty to feed her with and we will get into a routine of making formula to supplement her and washing the pump components.

Colby and I ate dinner together and watched "Survivor: Redemption Island" premiere tonight in the bedroom while his family played with the baby. Best Date Night Ever!

New Mother's Soliloquy

To wake the baby or not to wake the baby... that is the question. Whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer the stink and mess of outrageous diapers, or feed her in my arms and watch her blow bubbles, or by opposing, take a nap my own damn self.... Ay, there's the rub. For what screams may come whence we have shuffled off this horrible diaper must give us pause.

Tuesday, February 08, 2011

Day 1: Birth Story

Baby's Name: Sarrazine Michelle

Date of Birth: 2/7/11

Original Due Date: 2/3/11

Weeks Pregnant: 40 weeks, 4 days

Weight/Length: 10 lbs, 2 oz / 22 inches

Birth Story:

Because my baby was measuring 91st percentile, I wasn’t progressing past 2 cm for a while, and my BP was elevated, my OB scheduled an induction. He wanted it before my due date but the hospital was booked so we scheduled it for 4 days after.

On 2/7, I went in at 7:00 a.m., got started on Pitocin at 8:30 a.m., got my water broken at 9:00 a.m. and immediately started having contractions. They were handleable, but became intense pretty quickly. I stuck it out for 3 hours and then asked for the epidural at around noon. I felt like I’d failed my birth plan, but I’d been open to needing an epidural, especially since I knew I’d be on Pitocin. The epi went SO smoothly, as opposed to the spinal I’d had for my cerclage. I wish I hadn’t been so anxious about it. I am totally in favor of epidurals!

I progressed to 6 cm and 80% effaced, but stayed that way another 3 hours. In the meantime, the baby’s heart rate began decelerating so they did an amnioinfusion and put the fluid back in me. Her heart rate improved, but she didn’t progress past -2 station and I didn’t dilate any further. In fact, my cervix actually got thicker rather than thinner on one side.

My OB said we could try for another hour and then do a C-section, but I said let’s just go for it. I was actually relieved because I was terrified to push out whatever was inside me. I was huge!

The C-section went well, although as I’d feared, I started to feel sharp pains. They kept upping my epi, but by the time they got to my uterus, it was pretty bad and they didn’t want t to give me more. Through my crying and moaning, the OB said, “Just 10 seconds and it’ll be all over!” I closed my eyes and mentally counted back from 10 and by the time I got to 6, I felt a flock of birds fly out my intestines, and heard a baby crying. Took me a moment to understand why! Someone pointed out to me what I was hearing, and I think I said something along the lines of “Oh my god, that’s my baby girl!”

Everyone started saying how big she was, and the OB said, “She’s gotta be 10, 11 pounds.” He brought her back to us and she was almost as tall as he was. He exclaimed, “She’s enormous!” I said, “She’s 8 years old!”

They brought her to us for a quick family picture and then they spirited her away to clean, weigh, measure her, etc.

10 lbs, 2 oz. 22” long.

I could hear her crying and they told Colby to go see her. He didn’t want to leave my side but I told him to go. I hated to hear her cry, knowing Colby was with her, seeing her, and I was splayed helpless on the table, paralyzed, with my arms strapped down. They brought her back to me for a couple quick pictures and some skin on skin contact. The best we could do though, was cheek-to-cheek. But the instant our skin touched and I said hello to her, she stopped crying, opened her eyes, and looked at me!

Best moment of my entire life.

They took her to do tests, etc., and Colby went with them and took lots of photos and videos. I went off to recovery and slept and missed my daughter for two long hours. I was sad to learn that they’d already bottle fed her, because she had low blood sugar and they didn’t want to wait for me to try to nurse. She also had soiled 2 diapers by the time I got there. Goodness!

I guess because she was a C-section baby, she didn’t have the blotchy face/conehead look about her. Her cheeks are just as chubby as her ultrasound had suggested they were. She is SO perfect, and just beautiful. And I don’t think I’m saying that as a mother. I think she really is!

Monday, February 07, 2011

Day 1: Sarrazine Caesarean

My precious baby second-chance, Sarrazine Michelle, was born via C-section on 2/7/11, at 4:25 p.m. Started out at 7:00 a.m. being induced, 4 days after my due date. Pitocin at 8:30, water broken at 9:00. Contractions intensified quidkly and I asked for an epidural at 12:00. I was dilated to 6cm and 80% effaced but stayed that way for 3 hours with no porgression. Baby remained at -2 station despite increasingly painful contractions even with the epi. Baby's heart rate went into deceleration and they had to do an amnioinfusion. Finally at 3:00 the doctor said that with no progression, we'd need to do a c-section. He offered me another hour but I knew in my heart it was pointless, so I agreed to the C.

I felt some sharp pains and the epi was increased until they were just gettingt her out. It hurt BAD, but the doctor told me it would be over in 10 seconds. Four seconds later I felt a flock of seagulls fly out of my belly and I heard a baby crying. It took me a moment to realize what the sound was. The doctor estimated her at 11 pounds, but she was "only" 10 lbs, 2 oz, 22" long. No wonder I was so uncomfortable these last few weeks!

She's just about perfect and we couldn't be more proud.