I got to take part of the day off yesterday. Our babysitter took the day off and since Daddy is on spring break, I got to home to care for our babes at 2:30. Not very much earlier, but enough to get some things done. The only thing on my list to do was to find a pediatric doctor to look at Rylee. We need a fresh pair of eyes looking her over to make sure that all of her problems are being covered. While I was making phone calls, Troy escaped. He simply got outside. I had locked the side door knowing that he could easily get out of that door. But he walked right past me and went outside. He hadn't had a nap the entire day at it was 3:30 at this point. School was just getting out. When I hung up, I went to get him to get shoes and a sweatshirt on to go outside and play. However, I couldn't find him. He was gone. I ran outside, yelling his name...nothing. I partially ran into the backyard, no Troy. I ran to the end of the driverway...not up or down the street. I was worried that he would be hit by a car, since school was just getting out and we live close to the school. I thought maybe he had ran into the neighbors backyard so I ran out to the backyard while trying to get ahold of Kris and hyperventilating. Then as Kris's voicemail picked up, I spotted him. He was sitting waste deep in the sand box...playing. I said, "Troy" to which he turned around to look at me and said "Hi Momma. Sand!" At that point, I didn't know whether to beat him or hug him. So I just watched him. After my heart got back in a sinus rythum, I lectured him a little, got Rylee and we played in the sandbox for an hour. I wish I had a photo of Rylee when I put her in the sand. She was definitely not sure about that stuff! My camera is on vacation this week so I am without. However, I found myself searching for it twice in the last couple of days. My little brother, Scott, is enjoying his Spring Break in Florida. I talked to him last night, it was cold, gloomy and windy. I gloated about our warm, sunny 65°.
As I mentioned earlier, Troy hadn't napped all day yesterday. Well, that will be the last time that happens for a while. That boy was cranky! He didn't want any of the Chicken Pot Pie that I put together for supper. He simply pushed his bowl away and said "yuck". Um, I beg to differ! I swallowed that rude little comment reminding myself that he had gone all day without a nap and got him down from his seat telling him that whenever he was hungry to come back and enjoy! He stomped off into the livingroom and watched Olivia. After Olivia finished, he came back to the table, climbed up and ate all by himself. I cleaned him up, which ticked him off, and he again stomped back into the livingroom. I cleaned up the table, put dinner away and went to check on him...6:45 pm and he was sawing logs! He was down until 11:30 pm, got up for an hour and when daddy came home went back to bed. Never again!
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Monday, March 15, 2010
Bumps!
This pregnancy is so different then my pregnancies with Troy and Rylee. My pregnancies with Troy and Rylee were easy...plain and simple...I wasn't sick or totally warn out all the time. This time around I am whipped, maybe because this time I have not only a 1 year old but a 2 year old too, and oh so sick. I have been so sick, I've lost 5 lbs in 2 months instead of gaining 5 lbs. With Troy and Rylee, I didn't get much of belly until later on...and with Troy it got big! This time, my belly is as big as it was the day that I had Rylee, not even kidding. With Troy and Rylee, I felt them both kick at 17 weeks. This time, 14 weeks and I am getting bump bump bumps. Just a second ago, I called Kris over to "feel" because I am sure he probably could've felt them but baby moved out of the way of his hand and kicked me elsewhere in there. This time I have been so miserable, Kris and I have taken to calling this child, I do feel bad about this, "the Devil Spawn". Isn't that horrible? Troy was "bebu" and Rylee was "Rylee" (because we knew she was a girl). This time we are not finding out but whenever I think about this baby, I think of a curly blonde haired, blue eyed little girl with a laugh of the devil. You know that laugh that I am think of, I know you do. BUT, I have had 3 dreams with this baby in it and all 3 times it's been a boy. Weird right? I have no clue what gender this babe is. I guess we'll find out at the end of the summer.
We went to visit my grandma today. She says, "So I hear that I am going to have 2 new great-grandbabies. Jen and Craig and I just found out about Erin and Dave. That's exciting." So I told her about Kris and I. My Grandma is a smart lady. I am sure she noticed this enormous belly I am toting around. Needless to say, it's raining babies around our family. Christmas is going to be fun this year!
Other news, I went out on my own to get an actual foot doctor's opinion of Rylee's feet, so I made an appointment with a Podiatrist. Apparently, that wasn't the right way to handle it. Should've see an Orthopedic doctor. Now, no one told me that until after I took her to the podiatrist. Anyway, our appointment with the Podiatrist was a TOTAL WASTE OF TIME! She says "There is absolutely no way Rylee will be able to walk with feet like this. Why don't you come back and see me in 6 months and we'll talk about ortho inserts and braces at night." 6 months...are you freaking kidding me. I am having a baby in 6 months, Rylee's therapy's goals for the next 12 months is for her to be walking by 2. Why not fix the problem now. I didn't agree with her opinion at all. Right now we are at a stand still. I frustrated beyond belief because (1) I want her to walk or crawl or do something!, (2) these feet have been a concern from day 1 of her life but now 13 months later, no wants to do anything and (3) the vomiting is back and has been back for about a month.
I love Dr. C. He has done a lot for us. Iowa City has been kinda awesome too. But I have this nagging pit in my stomach that we need to take her elsewhere. Dr. C, who isn't a pediatric doctor he's a family practice doctor, AND Iowa City missed the Hydrocephalus. It took a doctor who had seen her once, passed her in the hallway and took a glance late at night at her chart to diagnose her with it. It was bad. It was so bad that left untreated for even a week, she wouldn't be here right now. I am second guessing all the time. What I want for Rylee is to have a team of doctors that can sit down with me and tell me a plan of action. I want to hear what kidney disease, heart disease, Chromosome deletion, chronic lung disease, screwed up feet and legs means for her and what we are going to do about. Right now, our "team" of doctors are in Iowa City, Madison, Platteville and Dubuque. I hate that. I felt very comfortable with Dr. C but right now I don't think that we are seeing all the right people. My gut is telling me that. But I have no idea how to go about getting the right people. We need answers before this baby comes. We need to know what this Chromosome abnormality means and the likelihood of this baby to have it as well. Any ideas?
We went to visit my grandma today. She says, "So I hear that I am going to have 2 new great-grandbabies. Jen and Craig and I just found out about Erin and Dave. That's exciting." So I told her about Kris and I. My Grandma is a smart lady. I am sure she noticed this enormous belly I am toting around. Needless to say, it's raining babies around our family. Christmas is going to be fun this year!
Other news, I went out on my own to get an actual foot doctor's opinion of Rylee's feet, so I made an appointment with a Podiatrist. Apparently, that wasn't the right way to handle it. Should've see an Orthopedic doctor. Now, no one told me that until after I took her to the podiatrist. Anyway, our appointment with the Podiatrist was a TOTAL WASTE OF TIME! She says "There is absolutely no way Rylee will be able to walk with feet like this. Why don't you come back and see me in 6 months and we'll talk about ortho inserts and braces at night." 6 months...are you freaking kidding me. I am having a baby in 6 months, Rylee's therapy's goals for the next 12 months is for her to be walking by 2. Why not fix the problem now. I didn't agree with her opinion at all. Right now we are at a stand still. I frustrated beyond belief because (1) I want her to walk or crawl or do something!, (2) these feet have been a concern from day 1 of her life but now 13 months later, no wants to do anything and (3) the vomiting is back and has been back for about a month.
I love Dr. C. He has done a lot for us. Iowa City has been kinda awesome too. But I have this nagging pit in my stomach that we need to take her elsewhere. Dr. C, who isn't a pediatric doctor he's a family practice doctor, AND Iowa City missed the Hydrocephalus. It took a doctor who had seen her once, passed her in the hallway and took a glance late at night at her chart to diagnose her with it. It was bad. It was so bad that left untreated for even a week, she wouldn't be here right now. I am second guessing all the time. What I want for Rylee is to have a team of doctors that can sit down with me and tell me a plan of action. I want to hear what kidney disease, heart disease, Chromosome deletion, chronic lung disease, screwed up feet and legs means for her and what we are going to do about. Right now, our "team" of doctors are in Iowa City, Madison, Platteville and Dubuque. I hate that. I felt very comfortable with Dr. C but right now I don't think that we are seeing all the right people. My gut is telling me that. But I have no idea how to go about getting the right people. We need answers before this baby comes. We need to know what this Chromosome abnormality means and the likelihood of this baby to have it as well. Any ideas?
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
The new at our little ol' home
Not much new at our house. We purchased my brother in law and sister in law's little chest freezer. We need a little more room. This one will take residence in our garage and store our goods like meat. I am sure that my Dad and Deb will be glad to get that 1/4 beef out of their freezer.
I follow a blog called Kelly's Korner. A few weeks ago, she mentioned a prayer request for a little girl name Layla Grace. Layla Grace had cancer and in the end of January found new tumors. The doctors told her parents to take her home and enjoy her for the next couple of weeks. Early this afternoon, her parents twittered "Layla went to play with angels early this morning. Rest in peace precious Layla. 11/26/2007-3/9/2010." Please pray for her parents and older sisters (her 9 year old sister has been having a very tough time lately) that they grieve and rejoice Layla's short life.
I also follow a blog called Knock Off Wood. This woman is simply amazing. She takes designs from your favorite stores, like Pottery Barn, and makes easy designs from their products for people to reproduce at a fraction of the cost. Her motto is "How to Build Knock-out Knock-off furniture". I don't know about you but I sure can't afford Pottery Barn furniture. However, thanks to her blog, I could build it according to her plans. Now I understand copyrights and trademarks and such, but this woman received a letter from William Sonoma stating pretty much that they are sweating bullets because her blog. I think it's funny. Pottery Barn is way over priced, rediculously so, and all this woman, Ana, is doing is making her own plans to create furniture similar to theirs. Plus she lives in Alaska, can you imagine how much it would cost to have furniture shipped to her, ugh! It's a neat website. Take a look, hurry, because she has to take all the trademark photos and names down soon!
No other news at our house. We just truckin' along pretty good. Oh, I did make an appointment for Rylee to see a podiatrist. It was today at 10...but I forgot and Kris forgot so we missed. I rescheduled for Thursday. We won't forget this time. And, my ob doctor's office sent the pre-authorization for my progesterone shot. WPS told me it takes up to 15 business days to approve it. Well I need it in 15 days, like 2 weeks and 1 day from now, I will be at my appointment for my first shot. Boohoo. 2 weeks and 1 day is all I have left before I have to infringe upon weekly shots for 20 weeks...the thought makes me want to hide in a hole for the next 22 weeks. Tomorrow is wednesday...hump day! YAY! Come on weekend!
I follow a blog called Kelly's Korner. A few weeks ago, she mentioned a prayer request for a little girl name Layla Grace. Layla Grace had cancer and in the end of January found new tumors. The doctors told her parents to take her home and enjoy her for the next couple of weeks. Early this afternoon, her parents twittered "Layla went to play with angels early this morning. Rest in peace precious Layla. 11/26/2007-3/9/2010." Please pray for her parents and older sisters (her 9 year old sister has been having a very tough time lately) that they grieve and rejoice Layla's short life.
I also follow a blog called Knock Off Wood. This woman is simply amazing. She takes designs from your favorite stores, like Pottery Barn, and makes easy designs from their products for people to reproduce at a fraction of the cost. Her motto is "How to Build Knock-out Knock-off furniture". I don't know about you but I sure can't afford Pottery Barn furniture. However, thanks to her blog, I could build it according to her plans. Now I understand copyrights and trademarks and such, but this woman received a letter from William Sonoma stating pretty much that they are sweating bullets because her blog. I think it's funny. Pottery Barn is way over priced, rediculously so, and all this woman, Ana, is doing is making her own plans to create furniture similar to theirs. Plus she lives in Alaska, can you imagine how much it would cost to have furniture shipped to her, ugh! It's a neat website. Take a look, hurry, because she has to take all the trademark photos and names down soon!
No other news at our house. We just truckin' along pretty good. Oh, I did make an appointment for Rylee to see a podiatrist. It was today at 10...but I forgot and Kris forgot so we missed. I rescheduled for Thursday. We won't forget this time. And, my ob doctor's office sent the pre-authorization for my progesterone shot. WPS told me it takes up to 15 business days to approve it. Well I need it in 15 days, like 2 weeks and 1 day from now, I will be at my appointment for my first shot. Boohoo. 2 weeks and 1 day is all I have left before I have to infringe upon weekly shots for 20 weeks...the thought makes me want to hide in a hole for the next 22 weeks. Tomorrow is wednesday...hump day! YAY! Come on weekend!
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Just yakin'
Currently it is 8:47 pm and Troy is still awake, poking at my ever so large tummy then tapping that finger to his lips and saying, "hmmm". Funny kid, except HE'S STILL AWAKE! I am so tired of this. The house is dark except for the dim glow of my laptop and the only sounds are my typing and Rylee's snoring. He's been up and down and all around since we came to bed. Now I have complained about this before. It's nothing new. We've been dealing with this for the last 6 months or more! We have been getting rid of the pacifier. He doesn't even miss it during the day. It's at bedtime that he seems to "need" it. I just popped it in his mouth and now he's peacefully laying down, arm wrapped through my arm and eyes closed...oh now they're open. Anyway, soon (as in like an hour) he may be asleep. We've decided that we are not buying anymore pacifiers. Rylee took to one for a couple of days and that was it. She hates them. Troy took to one right away. We've been attached to it ever since. Now we are down to 2 maybe 3 pink pacifiers and when they are gone, they are gone. No more buying the darn things. Especially when he has gone days without one. I know he can do it. He doesn't hardly ask for one anymore.
In other news, Troy got ahold of pen from who only knows where, and decorated his legs. And by decorated, I mean toes to hips. Kris tried to clean him up before they had to leave to go to daycare but as of right now he is still faintly tattooed. I know, exciting life we live right?!
Rylee had physical therapy this morning. I am never home during therapy. Lately, physical therapy has been landing on Thursday mornings at 7:30 am. Normally this would work perfect for me since Thursday is my late day meaning I don't have to be to work until 9 (this makes up for the extra hour we work on Friday nights). However, lately I have been trying like a maniac to make up hours for the time that I missed either to go to a doctor appt or stay home with Troy and Rylee when they were sick. Today, I made up my last hour by going in to work at 8. But that meant that I missed another therapy session. When I called Kristopher this afternoon, he said that she did the same ol' same ol'. Now, since I am never in therapy, I don't even know what same ol' is. He didn't explain it to well. Therefore, I can't really give you an update as to what happened during therapy today just that it was the same ol' same ol'.
Jackpot!! Troy is asleep. I am going to grab my rest as much as I can. (Side note: Rylee woke up at 4:30 this morning. I wish I could be as happy as she is when I wake up for the day.) Good night all!
In other news, Troy got ahold of pen from who only knows where, and decorated his legs. And by decorated, I mean toes to hips. Kris tried to clean him up before they had to leave to go to daycare but as of right now he is still faintly tattooed. I know, exciting life we live right?!
Rylee had physical therapy this morning. I am never home during therapy. Lately, physical therapy has been landing on Thursday mornings at 7:30 am. Normally this would work perfect for me since Thursday is my late day meaning I don't have to be to work until 9 (this makes up for the extra hour we work on Friday nights). However, lately I have been trying like a maniac to make up hours for the time that I missed either to go to a doctor appt or stay home with Troy and Rylee when they were sick. Today, I made up my last hour by going in to work at 8. But that meant that I missed another therapy session. When I called Kristopher this afternoon, he said that she did the same ol' same ol'. Now, since I am never in therapy, I don't even know what same ol' is. He didn't explain it to well. Therefore, I can't really give you an update as to what happened during therapy today just that it was the same ol' same ol'.
Jackpot!! Troy is asleep. I am going to grab my rest as much as I can. (Side note: Rylee woke up at 4:30 this morning. I wish I could be as happy as she is when I wake up for the day.) Good night all!
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
The "Plan"
Friday, I seen Dr. B for a regular OB checkup. Kristopher went with me. We spoke of many many things. He kept asking, "anything else?" I had lots of questions. But before I seen Dr. B the nurse checked for a heartbeat. Whoosh...whoosh...whoosh...came across the doppler at 152 bpm. It was reassuring to hear. Dr. B was pleased with the strong heartbeat. He said that once a heartbeat is heard from the outside there is a 97% chance that a "high maintenance creature" will be added our brood.
The major things we talked about were:
Q: IF I go into preterm labor, where do I go? Do I have to go to Iowa City? Or can I go to Meriter in Madison?
A: Our insurance company is a Wisconsin based private insurance company therefore, I can go where ever I want!
Q: Progesterone shots that were mentioned?
A: These shots (I already spoke to my insurance company who said they need to be pre-certified) will start at 16 weeks with the last one on week 36 and administered every week. (Remember the 3 month trouble we had trying to get Rylee's Synagis? It obviously can't take that long again!)
He did all his other neccessities that had to be done. Then we were sent on our way.
For a few years, we have went on a family vacation. We being my brothers and sisters. However, last year we didn't go. We wouldn't have been able to go last year anyway but I missed it. It was 1 weekend of the summer to get away and camp. We're not ruff campers now that there are lots of kids in the mix. This year, I can't go. Dr. B told me to stay close to home this summer. After June 16, I am not aloud to travel outside a 50 mile radius of Dubuque. That pretty much means that we have to stay home. No visiting Grandma and Grandpa Klauer or trips to Madison or watching our beloved Brewers. I guess Kris and the kids could go do those things but not Mommy. My house should be plenty clean and organized and ready for a new baby. AND, starting May 1st we can have visitors at our house again after 6 months without (as long as they are healthy).
I've had 2 dreams about this baby. Despite my strong feeling that it's a girl, it's been a boy in both dreams. Hmmm....I am definitely confused. I think Kris and I have chosen names. I chose a girl name and he chose a boy name and we agree that we like each of them. BUT, we're not going to tell anyone so you have to just have to be patient. I will give you a hint. They will start with either a W or L. That is all you get!
My friend Carolyn is due to have a baby right before me. My friend Dana just told everyone that she is due to have a baby about a month after me. We are rooting and praying that our friend Andrea and her husband get to share some news of their own soon (they've been trying for a while, pray for them!) I looked up the Chinese gender calendar to see what we would each be having, it came up with 2 girls and a boy. We'll see! I don't know if they are going to find out what they are having or not, I know that we are NOT! We didn't find out with Troy but we did know Rylee. I can honestly say, it was a much bigger surprise/overwelming joy when we didn't find out. If someone asked me which was "better" I would tell them to wait. It's worth it in the end!
The major things we talked about were:
Q: IF I go into preterm labor, where do I go? Do I have to go to Iowa City? Or can I go to Meriter in Madison?
A: Our insurance company is a Wisconsin based private insurance company therefore, I can go where ever I want!
Q: Progesterone shots that were mentioned?
A: These shots (I already spoke to my insurance company who said they need to be pre-certified) will start at 16 weeks with the last one on week 36 and administered every week. (Remember the 3 month trouble we had trying to get Rylee's Synagis? It obviously can't take that long again!)
He did all his other neccessities that had to be done. Then we were sent on our way.
For a few years, we have went on a family vacation. We being my brothers and sisters. However, last year we didn't go. We wouldn't have been able to go last year anyway but I missed it. It was 1 weekend of the summer to get away and camp. We're not ruff campers now that there are lots of kids in the mix. This year, I can't go. Dr. B told me to stay close to home this summer. After June 16, I am not aloud to travel outside a 50 mile radius of Dubuque. That pretty much means that we have to stay home. No visiting Grandma and Grandpa Klauer or trips to Madison or watching our beloved Brewers. I guess Kris and the kids could go do those things but not Mommy. My house should be plenty clean and organized and ready for a new baby. AND, starting May 1st we can have visitors at our house again after 6 months without (as long as they are healthy).
I've had 2 dreams about this baby. Despite my strong feeling that it's a girl, it's been a boy in both dreams. Hmmm....I am definitely confused. I think Kris and I have chosen names. I chose a girl name and he chose a boy name and we agree that we like each of them. BUT, we're not going to tell anyone so you have to just have to be patient. I will give you a hint. They will start with either a W or L. That is all you get!
My friend Carolyn is due to have a baby right before me. My friend Dana just told everyone that she is due to have a baby about a month after me. We are rooting and praying that our friend Andrea and her husband get to share some news of their own soon (they've been trying for a while, pray for them!) I looked up the Chinese gender calendar to see what we would each be having, it came up with 2 girls and a boy. We'll see! I don't know if they are going to find out what they are having or not, I know that we are NOT! We didn't find out with Troy but we did know Rylee. I can honestly say, it was a much bigger surprise/overwelming joy when we didn't find out. If someone asked me which was "better" I would tell them to wait. It's worth it in the end!
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Thursday!
It's Thursday. It's my sister's birthday...Happy Birthday Melonhead! (I've told her happy birthday a million times today, we had lunch together!) Thursday marks the end of Daddy's work week. He has 3 day weekends every weekend. Right now it is bedtime. Troy is rolling around the bed, talking to his pillow, taking his socks off then putting them back on (which he can only put on 1 foot so they both end up on his right foot) and not sleeping. It has been the most frustrating week trying to get this child to go to sleep. I love to sleep. I would've been asleep 2 hours ago if I didn't have my mommy duties to do. Now that I think of it, my pre-mommy days I stayed up much later and got up much later...why I wonder? I should've went to bed at 6 and got up 6, a good 12 hours of sleep would make for a very happy me. I do require a lot of sleep especially lately. Anyway, getting back on track (we'll blame that on pregnancy brain), he never wants to sleep. Any advice? I am at my wits end trying every night to get him to sleep at a reasonable time. He would prefer it dark and quiet to sleep so the only sound is my typing (and Rylee is snoring a little) and the only light is the glow of my laptop. GO TO SLEEP KID!
**Funny Story alert**
Monday night when I was home with the kids and doing a little internet surfing during Dora the Explorer, Troy came running out to me. He proceeded to remove the foot that was resting on the tower of the computer to the floor saying "Mommy....poop" I asked him if he "pooped" in his "diapie" to which his response "Nooooo.....Mommy....peed". I replied, "well lets go change your diaper. Go in and lay down, I'll get a diapie." "Nooooo....Mommy...peed." "Well, let's go." Instead of running into the living room to have his diaper changed, he ran into the bathroom, frantically trying to get his potty seat on the potty and on it. Once on he instantly started peeing. I made a big deal. He wanted to continue sitting. He was "pushing" and trying to pee more. He was clearly dry so I took him down and was cleaning up his old diaper. He put his hands on his hips, looked down at his boy parts and said "hmm...broke...broke Mommy". I laughed, he laughed because I was laughing. I guess you just had to be there!
Rylee is doing much better. However, she is still vomiting. She threw up tonight after I had put her in her PJs, fed her and laid her in my bed. It was all in her hair, all over her pillow and she was starting to fall asleep. I guess vomiting doesn't bother her. She probably didn't even notice. I took a wet wash cloth to her hair and removed her pillow for washing. In the morning she will get a thorough bath since she was so tired she wouldn't even open her eyes while I was scrubbing her head. It was alot and I am not sure why she is doing this. I think Dr. C will be seeing us again shortly, not just for Synagis this time either. Rylee is taking Zantac twice a day for acid reflux. We actually had stopped giving it to her since December because we thought she had outgrown it. Apparently not. It's back and with a vengeance this time. Even the Zantac isn't working.
We have switched to Pedia Sure. Maybe she has some kind of allergy to that. I have no clue. But we have made the switch none the less. She was on Neosure. It stunk. My sister told me I myself even smell like it. Not very comforting. So the switch would be good right. Oh my gosh, the stuff smells awful. Kris swears it smells better than Neosure. I want the Neosure back. The Pedia Sure is sure sweet smelling. It makes this queasy mommy, even more queasy.
This weekend should be relatively uneventful for Kris, Troy and Rylee. Tomorrow, I have to work. But Kris and I have the big doctor appt with Dr. B to discuss "the Plan". We are going to talk to him about where I can go, how far I can go, when I can't travel anymore, Progesterone, Gestational diabetes, if this baby was born early...where do I go. I know that last one sounds like a dumb question. But for me it's crucial. It have a 50-80% chance of having a premature baby again. I am not going to be alone this time. Therefore, I believe that Kris and I will head up to Madison to tour Meriter's NICU. We loved the care we received in Iowa City but it is 2-2.5 hours from home. Madison is 1.5 hours from home. If I have to go through a premature child again I want to be somewhere that I am comforable, have family and friends that can visit us, not be alone all of the time.
After work, my sister and I are going to head up to Madison to watch my brothers, Craig and Scott, coach for one of the last times, as long as their boys make it through the first round. Hopefully. I am excited and I know they are too!
Oh, Troy is rubbing his eyes...good sign I hope. Wish me luck.
**Funny Story alert**
Monday night when I was home with the kids and doing a little internet surfing during Dora the Explorer, Troy came running out to me. He proceeded to remove the foot that was resting on the tower of the computer to the floor saying "Mommy....poop" I asked him if he "pooped" in his "diapie" to which his response "Nooooo.....Mommy....peed". I replied, "well lets go change your diaper. Go in and lay down, I'll get a diapie." "Nooooo....Mommy...peed." "Well, let's go." Instead of running into the living room to have his diaper changed, he ran into the bathroom, frantically trying to get his potty seat on the potty and on it. Once on he instantly started peeing. I made a big deal. He wanted to continue sitting. He was "pushing" and trying to pee more. He was clearly dry so I took him down and was cleaning up his old diaper. He put his hands on his hips, looked down at his boy parts and said "hmm...broke...broke Mommy". I laughed, he laughed because I was laughing. I guess you just had to be there!
Rylee is doing much better. However, she is still vomiting. She threw up tonight after I had put her in her PJs, fed her and laid her in my bed. It was all in her hair, all over her pillow and she was starting to fall asleep. I guess vomiting doesn't bother her. She probably didn't even notice. I took a wet wash cloth to her hair and removed her pillow for washing. In the morning she will get a thorough bath since she was so tired she wouldn't even open her eyes while I was scrubbing her head. It was alot and I am not sure why she is doing this. I think Dr. C will be seeing us again shortly, not just for Synagis this time either. Rylee is taking Zantac twice a day for acid reflux. We actually had stopped giving it to her since December because we thought she had outgrown it. Apparently not. It's back and with a vengeance this time. Even the Zantac isn't working.
We have switched to Pedia Sure. Maybe she has some kind of allergy to that. I have no clue. But we have made the switch none the less. She was on Neosure. It stunk. My sister told me I myself even smell like it. Not very comforting. So the switch would be good right. Oh my gosh, the stuff smells awful. Kris swears it smells better than Neosure. I want the Neosure back. The Pedia Sure is sure sweet smelling. It makes this queasy mommy, even more queasy.
This weekend should be relatively uneventful for Kris, Troy and Rylee. Tomorrow, I have to work. But Kris and I have the big doctor appt with Dr. B to discuss "the Plan". We are going to talk to him about where I can go, how far I can go, when I can't travel anymore, Progesterone, Gestational diabetes, if this baby was born early...where do I go. I know that last one sounds like a dumb question. But for me it's crucial. It have a 50-80% chance of having a premature baby again. I am not going to be alone this time. Therefore, I believe that Kris and I will head up to Madison to tour Meriter's NICU. We loved the care we received in Iowa City but it is 2-2.5 hours from home. Madison is 1.5 hours from home. If I have to go through a premature child again I want to be somewhere that I am comforable, have family and friends that can visit us, not be alone all of the time.
After work, my sister and I are going to head up to Madison to watch my brothers, Craig and Scott, coach for one of the last times, as long as their boys make it through the first round. Hopefully. I am excited and I know they are too!
Oh, Troy is rubbing his eyes...good sign I hope. Wish me luck.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
2 becoming 3
This past November, remember when I was having all those headaches. I went to the doctor one day because it was severe enough and I just wanted it to be gone. It seemed as though nothing would make that knock you to your knees, blinding headaches go away. And I needed some relief. I seen a little pregnant doctor whom I had never seen before. She thought that maybe I had sinus infection and prescribed me antibiotics. I didn't feel like I had sinus infection, which I have had before. She also suggested 800 mg of Ibeprofen 3 times a day and if the migraines persisted, to come back. I left with no relief. I filled my antibiotics prescription and started taking those and 800 mg of Ibeprofen 3 times a day. There never seemed to be any relief.
In the beginning of January, after constantly taking Ibeprofen, I made an appointment with my doctor to have a physical and try to figure out what the heck is going on. I found out that I'm pregnant. He told me stop the birth control and that it was probably the antibiotics that voided the contraception. I didn't even know that could happen. No one told me. I was using the Ortho Evra patch as birth control. It had previously been removed from use because of side effects, revamped and brought back. Dr. B believes that it wasn't working properly anyway because it was 100% the reason for the migraines.
Kris and I are having a hard time accepting that we're going to have another baby. I know that it sounds horrible and 3 years ago, I would've gave my left arm for a chance like this, but I was sure that Troy and Rylee were it for us. I know that when this baby comes, I will love him/her as much as I love Troy and Rylee.
When I was pregnant with Troy, I had to use infertility drug and had a history of 3 past miscarriages, so I was put at a moderate risked pregnancy. When I was pregnant with Rylee there was no risk. However, since Rylee was born so premature, I have been placed at high risk. Dr. B said that I have a 50/50 chance of another premature birth but he always says 50/50 and doesn't really have much info of Rylee's birth. When I took Rylee to Iowa City, I talked to NP Diane. She knows our case through and through. She says 80/20. That was what I was originally told a year ago.
At this point, Dr. B has told me not to get overly stressed worrying about this. We'll talk more later on. At 5 weeks, I had an early intervention ultrasound. Everything looked fine. There's only 1 baby that was measuring a week behind the estimated due date. At 5 and half weeks, I started spotting. It was a saturday so I kept off my feet for the rest of the weekend. The following week, I spotted 4 of 7 days. I called Dr. B's office who wanted another ultrasound done. Everything with the baby looked fine. He/She had a strong heartbeat. They found a moderate sized cyst on one of my ovaries. We will deal with that after the baby is born. Since, I have only had a little more spotting. So far, I have seen Dr. B every 2 weeks since finding out.
What I know at this point is that Dr. B recommends Progesterone shots weekly. I am checking with the insurance company to see if they'll even cover this. Most private insurance companies don't. We'll see. Dr. B says that bedrest will be inevitable. At my first appt, he said at this point all we can do is pray that we make it to 34 weeks and that it's a girl. It's proven that girls have a better survival rate than boys when born early. While we're praying that I make it to 34 weeks, Dr. B said there is a flip side. Troy was 8 lb, 9 oz. when he was born. Dr. B says that this momma isn't built for babies of that size. There is a chance, no one really knows for sure what that chance is, that I could have a full term baby. Dr. B will NOT let this baby get over 8 lbs. As long as lungs are mature, I will be induced before 8 lb, 9 oz. With Troy, I showed signs of pre-eclampsia and was put on bed rest, induced 2 weeks later only to hemmrage and become extremely sick. So we don't want a repeat birth like Troy's or Rylee's.
I am scared to death to have another baby. I don't want this baby to go through what Rylee did. I don't want to go through another birth like Troy's. Neither Troy nor Rylee were thrown up on my tummy for me to cuddle at first. Both kids were wisked out of the room and I didn't get to see them until they were 1 to 2 hours old already. Hopefully, things go smoothly this time around.
This pregnancy is 100% different from Troy and Rylee's. I lucked out with Troy and Rylee by not having morning sickness or tiredness (at the end with Troy I was miserably huge and just wanted that kid out!). However, this time around, I have severe morning sickness and so overly tired I can hardly function. I have ever pregnancy sign there is. I am miserable. I really feel like the life is being sucked out of me. It's just awful.
A lot of people I know are pregnant too. My sister is due in the end of July, my sister-in-law is due in the end of August, my sister's sister-in-law is due mid-July, one of my best friend's is due towards the end of August. There will be lots of babies. My poor sister will have 4 nieces or nephews born with in a month, month and half. Plus my dad is getting married the same week that I am due. Hopefully I can be there to witness this world moving event.
Therefore, our family is changing from a family of 4 to 5. I am not sure all the logistics. I don't know where we're going to live, what we're going to drive, what we're doing about daycare (3 kids at daycare is more than I make in a month!), college. These things have yet to be determined. What we do know is that this was a huge surprise to us. Therefore, we are NOT finding out the sex of the baby and we are NOT going to share any names we choose. It started off a surprise and it will end a surprise.
In the beginning of January, after constantly taking Ibeprofen, I made an appointment with my doctor to have a physical and try to figure out what the heck is going on. I found out that I'm pregnant. He told me stop the birth control and that it was probably the antibiotics that voided the contraception. I didn't even know that could happen. No one told me. I was using the Ortho Evra patch as birth control. It had previously been removed from use because of side effects, revamped and brought back. Dr. B believes that it wasn't working properly anyway because it was 100% the reason for the migraines.
Kris and I are having a hard time accepting that we're going to have another baby. I know that it sounds horrible and 3 years ago, I would've gave my left arm for a chance like this, but I was sure that Troy and Rylee were it for us. I know that when this baby comes, I will love him/her as much as I love Troy and Rylee.
When I was pregnant with Troy, I had to use infertility drug and had a history of 3 past miscarriages, so I was put at a moderate risked pregnancy. When I was pregnant with Rylee there was no risk. However, since Rylee was born so premature, I have been placed at high risk. Dr. B said that I have a 50/50 chance of another premature birth but he always says 50/50 and doesn't really have much info of Rylee's birth. When I took Rylee to Iowa City, I talked to NP Diane. She knows our case through and through. She says 80/20. That was what I was originally told a year ago.
At this point, Dr. B has told me not to get overly stressed worrying about this. We'll talk more later on. At 5 weeks, I had an early intervention ultrasound. Everything looked fine. There's only 1 baby that was measuring a week behind the estimated due date. At 5 and half weeks, I started spotting. It was a saturday so I kept off my feet for the rest of the weekend. The following week, I spotted 4 of 7 days. I called Dr. B's office who wanted another ultrasound done. Everything with the baby looked fine. He/She had a strong heartbeat. They found a moderate sized cyst on one of my ovaries. We will deal with that after the baby is born. Since, I have only had a little more spotting. So far, I have seen Dr. B every 2 weeks since finding out.
What I know at this point is that Dr. B recommends Progesterone shots weekly. I am checking with the insurance company to see if they'll even cover this. Most private insurance companies don't. We'll see. Dr. B says that bedrest will be inevitable. At my first appt, he said at this point all we can do is pray that we make it to 34 weeks and that it's a girl. It's proven that girls have a better survival rate than boys when born early. While we're praying that I make it to 34 weeks, Dr. B said there is a flip side. Troy was 8 lb, 9 oz. when he was born. Dr. B says that this momma isn't built for babies of that size. There is a chance, no one really knows for sure what that chance is, that I could have a full term baby. Dr. B will NOT let this baby get over 8 lbs. As long as lungs are mature, I will be induced before 8 lb, 9 oz. With Troy, I showed signs of pre-eclampsia and was put on bed rest, induced 2 weeks later only to hemmrage and become extremely sick. So we don't want a repeat birth like Troy's or Rylee's.
I am scared to death to have another baby. I don't want this baby to go through what Rylee did. I don't want to go through another birth like Troy's. Neither Troy nor Rylee were thrown up on my tummy for me to cuddle at first. Both kids were wisked out of the room and I didn't get to see them until they were 1 to 2 hours old already. Hopefully, things go smoothly this time around.
This pregnancy is 100% different from Troy and Rylee's. I lucked out with Troy and Rylee by not having morning sickness or tiredness (at the end with Troy I was miserably huge and just wanted that kid out!). However, this time around, I have severe morning sickness and so overly tired I can hardly function. I have ever pregnancy sign there is. I am miserable. I really feel like the life is being sucked out of me. It's just awful.
A lot of people I know are pregnant too. My sister is due in the end of July, my sister-in-law is due in the end of August, my sister's sister-in-law is due mid-July, one of my best friend's is due towards the end of August. There will be lots of babies. My poor sister will have 4 nieces or nephews born with in a month, month and half. Plus my dad is getting married the same week that I am due. Hopefully I can be there to witness this world moving event.
Therefore, our family is changing from a family of 4 to 5. I am not sure all the logistics. I don't know where we're going to live, what we're going to drive, what we're doing about daycare (3 kids at daycare is more than I make in a month!), college. These things have yet to be determined. What we do know is that this was a huge surprise to us. Therefore, we are NOT finding out the sex of the baby and we are NOT going to share any names we choose. It started off a surprise and it will end a surprise.
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