First Trip to the ER

On March 3rd, we took Quintin to the ER. He had been running a fever and tylenol wasn't really helping. Diagnosis: Ear Infection.
Why is it that your kid can be MISERABLE all day at home and then you take them to the Dr. and they smile and coo at all the nurses?! Our ER takes patients in order of severity...so of course because Quintin decided to coo and smile we got put at the bottom of the list. But, we got some antibiotics in him and he was back to normal in no time.
Also...we learned that even though we knew Q wasn't deathly sick, it was still AWFUL to see him on the hospital bed getting examined :(

PS...this was why we were waiting for the dose of medicine...it was almost midnight...and I had spent a long day working on my final paper and taking care of a sick baby.

First whale bath

On Tuesday, Nov. 9th, Q had his 2 week check up--even though he was actually 3 weeks old. He was 9 lbs. 7.5 oz...almost 2 lbs up from his birth weight!! I knew he was growing but that seems like a lot! The nurse practitioner said she couldn't find anything wrong with him or even anything to potentially think about worrying about. As Mary Poppin says, "practically perfect in every way".

So because his circumcision area is all healed up, last Wednesday, Q got upgraded from the pink tupperware thing from the hospital to have his first bath in the whale tub! Getting to sit in the water was way better than having to be held naked above the water by dad and sponge bathed by mom. The tub came with this smaller orange whale that drips water out like a shower...Quintin really likes that part. Bath time is now much more relaxing for all of us. Here's a couple pictures.

Random Thoughts from a Crazy Pregnant Lady

I am SO pregnant. I have a three minute attention span. I thought it was kind of a joke when everyone told me about baby brain but it's NO joke. So here's what's on my scattered-brain tonight:

1. I love three day weekends with my sweet husband. Today is our last long weekend before the baby gets here. We watched 2 1/2 hours of Pawn Stars, cleaned our house, did our laundry, took a long walk in the rain, enjoyed dinner together and had lots of study time. Today was so simple, but so wonderful.

2. I love the rain. I have been listening to the wind rustling the leafs outside and now finally the rain. It's so relaxing. It is kind of weird to have a rain storm that lasts so long though- this is no AZ monsoon.

3. Baby D is going on a growth spurt. I am SO tired today. This happened at about 18 weeks too. All I did was eat and sleep. The difference is that now he is so big and doesn't have as much room to move around.

4. The nursery is almost done. I will take pictures and post about all my craft projects when it is done.

5. My business ethics teacher is FINALLY giving us a break this week. Last week there was almost 200 pages of reading. I tried to do the assignments without reading and it was impossible so ALL of my assignments were late. The weird part--it didn't even phase me. I am pregnant, busy and just didn't feel like reading 200 pages in less than 3 days. This week we only have one chapter, one discussion post, and one case study- easy peasy.

6. On the other hand, I really like my research class. I have no idea what the end goal of the class is, but we are working on it.

7. I'm starting my thesis. I decided to research employee turnover. We'll see if it's as interesting as I need it to be to write a short book about it.

8. I'm going to the doctor again tomorrow. I will update on all that business later. Maybe I will even post the names we are thinking of.

9. My husband is a hottie. I will spare you the details of every detail of him, but we just bought him a black polo and it is SO HOT. It shows off his arm muscles and accentuates his features. We also bought a blue one and a green one and I can't wait until he wears those. I think it's a good thing I still think he's hott.

10. I am bored writing this now so I will leave it at ten random things. We've been busy doing other things and maybe someday I will tell you all about it.

Pink or Blue Day

Here's me the week before Pink or Blue day at 19 1/2 weeks:

June 4th was pink or blue day. It was much anticipated by not only us but most of our family and friends too. We started the morning off by waking up early and me downing 32 oz of water in 30 minutes...if you've never done that, well don't unless you have too. Then we had breakfast and I had some juice so the baby was very wiggly by the time we got to the hospital.
We finally got to the ultrasound room and I thought my bladder would explode. The technician started using the probe (what is that thing called anyways?) to see the baby. Baby was very wiggly and uncooperative and kept going lower and lower and she kept making me lower my pants and the blanket down so she could find the baby. After checking the heart and the organs, she let me go to the bathroom. When I came back, it was more measuring. Every time she would get a good measure on one leg, baby would completely move around and she would lose the other leg she was trying to measure...This happened a lot.
Finally it was time to go look for the gender...Well baby wasn't having any of that so baby decided to wrap the umbilical cord between the legs. The tech was brought to laughing at this point because baby was wiggly and uninterested in making her job any easier. She went back to trying to measure bones and then went for the second time to look for gender...NOPE. Baby still wasn't interested and moved to the opposite end of me and she lost her view. This is about the point where Steven realized that baby really is as wiggly as I say, even if you can't feel all the moving!
Back to measuring...really I think she was just stalling so we could try a third time to see the gender. So, while stalling, we got to see tiny little feet:


The face from the top...kind of scary looking for us at first because all you see are the giant eye sockets.


A profile picture:

The blur is because baby was trying to eat his/her hands. Well, little ones are rather uncoordinated at this point and before the hands got into the mouth, they smacked the face a few times...but baby finally got those hands in there to suck on. No thumb sucker for us, but that's ok by me.

Finally, she told us she would go look at the gender the third time. She assured us if she couldn't find it, she would have her manager come and try before they officially gave up.
And...





It's a BOY which officially makes this day BLUE day. Third time looking is the charm I guess.

He was really wiggly (ya that happens with juice we've learned) so most of our pictures are hard to decipher in person, let alone the scanned images.

He was measuring right at 20 weeks and 0 days (which is exactly where we were). He has all his pieces. His 4 different heart sections are all developing (that is so neat to know his little heart already has valves opening and shutting at 20 weeks!). All in all, he's right on schedule. I can't remember the weight she guessed but it was whatever it should be right at 20 weeks.
After, we talked to my doctor and she checked on me and the baby's pictures and everything is fine there too.

We called my mom to tell her first...well right when we were about to tell her "It's a..." my dad called from Australia. Sorry mom, dad's calling long distance. He was using a calling card so I had to answer his call. So, my dad was the first to know...and he called at 3 am AU time to find out. Then we called my mom back...she was happy to finally know. Then we called Steven's house- no answer. Steven's dad's work phone- He answered and got to find out while he was buying a boat. Then, we finally got a hold of Steven's mom on her cell phone. She was in the doctor's office with Andrew and she was giddy to find out pink or blue. We only got to talk to her for about a minute and then she called later and got the full scoop.

So, it's a boy! We are pretty excited about that! We were worried at first because of our lack of boy name ideas. But, we've been working on it and it's getting better. More than anything, we're just excited to know one way or the other and happy to pick out blue things for the nursery (pictures to follow)!!

Dr. Visit #2

Sooo it has been awhile since we updated. Steven had a bout with pneumonia, we faced a flood (that turned out to be minor) and enjoyed Easter. Those posts will come later, but here is the latest about our adventures to parenthood!

For all of you who did not read my facebook status, today was one of the longest days of my life and included a 3 1/2 hr doctor appointment. This was the first appointment at the OB/GYN office. We got to the hospital center at about 1:30 to check in and register. That didn't take too long and I was upstairs and back with a nurse by 1:45. First off, I have gained about 4 lbs 8 oz since becoming pregnant. I think it is actually a bit less because I had my jacket on while being weighed. It is weird to see the scale keep going after where you are used to it stopping...
Now there were a lot of contributing factors to why this visit was so long. First, today is the first day they are all moving to a mostly-electronic system of records. Let's just say I'm almost positive they were inadequately trained (that is my professional decision!) So with the initial nurse, I got asked all of the questions at least twice. She was keeping a paper record and trying to write it in the computer system that she did not like or understand.
Eventually, the nurse practitioner finally came in. We went through the health history part which took FOREVER because of this new program. And they didn't ask me anything about Steven's side of the family- is that normal? They asked about me, my parents, my grandparents, my siblings and all of my aunts and uncles but NOTHING about Steven...isn't he half of the contributing factor to this child?
After that and a brief discussion about my prenatal vitamin (I'm going to start taking a prescription one I guess) the real fun began. First, she let me hear the heartbeat sort of as an incentive to go through the rest of the visit I think. I don't know if it is just me or what but it always takes them a little while to find the baby and get the heartbeat. Long enough that I start to think that maybe I'm making all this up, gaining weight, and there is no baby inside me! But every time they find the baby and all is well :) I can hear my heart start beating faster every time I go through that little panic that there is no baby. It's not that I don't feel, look, and act pregnant in every regard but wouldn't that be embarrassing if there was NO baby in there? Call me crazy...
Anyways, I won't go into details of my full body inside, outside, up and down exam but I will say it was not as bad as I had conjured it up in my head to be, but it was pretty invasive. It didn't take as long as I was expecting, for which I was grateful. It is so relieving to know that I am all around healthy, a blessing that I am realizing more and more.
After I got to get dressed again, the nurse practitioner came back in and we went through this mound of handouts and papers they gave me. A lot of the info I had already learned from my copies of What to Expect When You're Expecting and Pregnancy for Dummies. The one thing we talked more about was diet and prenatal testing that we will have to decide on. They gave me this book and the NP gave me page numbers to reference certain things for next time. She was good about not giving me way more information than I could take in at one time.
After we got through the folder of stuff, I went and got Steven so he could hear the heartbeat. Again, she had a hard time finding the baby and I panicked a little...it can't just disappear in the course of an hour can it?! But she got it and we could hear the heartbeat again. I love watching Steven's face when this happens. He comes back with me looking and probably feeling rather uncomfortable (no man wants to know what happens at the OB office I'm pretty sure) BUT as soon as the heartbeat comes on the monitor he gets a big smile on his face...I love it.
After hearing the heartbeat, the nurse left to go double check on my lab orders. While she was gone, I used the visual aids in the room to show Steven exactly what had happened to me in the past hour and a half. All he could say was, "I'm lucky to be a man..." and he kind of shuddered. He is right but our baby will be so worth all of this in the end.
Are you still with me? because the fun part is coming up ;)
After talking through some prenatal testing info with the NP with Steven there (decisions we have to make for next time) we were sent to the lab for more poking and prodding.
The girl asked me if I could give her a urine sample.
What I wanted to say was: "Girl, I'm pregnant yes I can pee in the cup"
What I think actually came out was something like: "YES! I thought you would never ask" How embarrassing...
After wards, I had to get a LOT of blood taken. In the few times I have had blood taken, I was in my own room with lots of privacy and there was a bed. At the lab, they have tiny cubicle things with just the chairs...I immediately sensed this to be problematic. Last time I had to get blood drawn was when we were engaged. They couldn't get it out of my arm and halfway through the first vial I got dizzy and about passed out when they moved me to the bed. They ended up taking it out of the back of my hand and I was dizzy for about an hour....so you could sense my anxiety over today.
Now, I knew I had to get blood taken today. I figured it would just be one or two of those tiny vials. We were at the hospital like 2 weeks ago with Steven and he only had to do these tiny vials and only like 2. Well the things the girl pulled out were about as long as my forearm and I think there were 6! But I saw an empty one at the end...so maybe she only took 5. They got me juice because I warned her I am not very good at this sort of thing. I was impressed that she got the blood out of my inner elbow. She told me she had too because she had to take a lot of blood and it was too much to take out of my hand...why that didn't send off a warning sign, I don't know...When she was done, I glanced at the blood on the counter. I always thought my blood would have more of a pink tint to it and I wanted to see it (it doesn't, bummer I ate pink starbursts all morning just in case it would help)...I figured I could handle it now that I am getting those special mom powers...well it didn't make me sick, but it didn't help the already queasy feeling I was getting. So I felt like an idiot but I slowly stood up and kept drinking my juice. She told me I could leave it there but I didn't want to risk it so I sipped it all the way back out to Steven and all the way back to the elevators and upstairs to the doctor.
I was feeling weak but I figured that was a combination of the whole visit and that I was getting hungry again. We went to schedule my return visit. In the process one of the nurses was like "Don't forget your immunizations" At first, I didn't even know what she was talking about...then I remembered that they had asked me when my last tetanus shot had been (I told them I'd have to ask my mom...I am totally an adult) but we had also talked about flu shots and the H1N1 vaccination. I didn't realize they were going to give me shots today! I thought it was like everything else where they say, "Think about it and come prepared with a decision next time"
We scheduled our appointment and went back to the room. The nurse brought in the shots and found some paperwork I needed to fill out. She left us with the shots on the counter right by my papers (with 2-3" needles on each one). I should have recognized something was up because my handwriting was kind of shaky. Instead I was feeling pretty proud of myself that I had not fainted in the lab and was almost done! After she got the paperwork, she had me stand and gave me a shot in my right arm (which is currently feeling like dead weight after all it's been through today). I thought it was the seasonal flu shot, but now I'm thinking it might have been that tetanus shot...we will have to check when we go back (isn't that terrible?!) Now you can see how out of it I was at this point. She had me stand there and was getting the H1N1 shot ready.
Now, I think I will explain why I chose to get that vaccine. First off, most people know that I was working at a daycare when H1N1 came about and the panic that ensued. I thought lots of parents were crazy to give their babies this vaccine as soon as it came out. Also, in general I am usually very opposed to flu shots anyways. I do not get the flu during flu season...I do not even remember the last time I threw up (a pregnancy blessing indeed). Even when at the day care I would drink lots of juice, take Vitamin C and sometimes Airborne. I generally am very healthy and have never seen the necessity to get flu shots. Oh, and someone told me flu shots have formaldehyde in them...I'm still looking into that. Well, the first week we moved here I found out that someone in our new ward had died of the swine flu. Then today, when talking with the NP she told me that H1N1 has really run rampant here in GF. She said she wished she could tell me that it was mostly under control here, but many people are still getting it (didn't this all start like a year ago?!) She also told me that if I got it, we would almost 100% loose the baby and I was at a higher risk of death because of all the things I can't take and they can't do while pregnant. I told Steven this and he said I was easily swayed...but when I was talking to the nurse this was the only thing she highly recommended I take--everything else including a stronger prenatal vitamin was left up to me to decide. Also, she pointed out that there is a special dosage of the vaccine for pregnant women. So, I felt I would be ok and just in case I would go ahead and get the vaccine. There is my reasoning...which is kind of irrelevant now-keep reading.
So I got the first shot (that I need to find out what it was tetanus or the regular flu shot) and I was still standing talking to the nurse while she got the H1N1 ready. I was standing there talking and I started sweating and things kept falling off to the side of my vision and I noticed I was dizzy. It felt like I had stood up too fast. I tried just holding onto the chair but that didn't help. So I mumbled something about dizzy and sort of fell into the chair. Well people started moving. Steven said something like "oh no save my wife" (ok not that dramatic but a girl can dream...and he did say something) the nurse opened the door and went and said something to someone she opened the cupboards, turned the water on, and started getting something wet (I later learned was a paper towel) Then in came the nurse practitioner who had me lay down on the table which I don't even know how I got there. Then she held my feet up while she sent the nurse to go get pillows and a washcloth. And I just laid there thinking how embarrassing, I was doing so good too! When things calmed down, I just laid there and tried to calm myself down and Steven talked to me so I was ok. The nurse left the door open and then kept coming in to ask how I was doing. To be honest I don't even know all that happened...I think Steven filled out a form and people kept coming in but I just laid there and tried to relax. After about 15-20 mins the NP came in and I was feeling quite a bit better and apparently looked a little better too. She told me I had been through enough for one day and they would schedule the H1N1 for next week. So after all of my debating in my head and everything about the vaccine, I didn't even get it! I felt like going down to the lab and telling the girl "HA I told you I would get dizzy! I just about died upstairs" But by the time we got out of there (they couldn't get the computer to make another appointment for me-HA) all I wanted to do was eat and lay down (but not in that order because I learned that is a no-no for pregnancy)
So my dear, sweet, supportive husband, took me to Subway to get a tuna sandwich. I learned I can have tuna and the only time I get that is at Subway because Steven doesn't like it. After eating and finally getting home the whole trip had been about 4 hours... I was feeling a lot better, but SUPER exhausted.
We came home and I started reading for my classes and Steven studied for his tests. He is pretty wonderful to sit in the waiting room for at least 2 hours to hear 30 seconds of our baby's heartbeat. Good thing he was there because I probably could not have driven home. He is also a good sport to let me eat tuna. All in all, he is fantastic and taking very good care of me. Not once in this pregnancy have I felt like I was doing it alone :)
We had quite the experience today but I have been assured the next check up will be MUCH shorter and I don't think much if any blood has to be taken! My right arm is sore in two places and moving or flexing any of the muscles hurts, but I'm sure that will wear off.
If you made it this far in the post, congratulations! I hope you had fun reading and Hey- at least it didn't happen to you!! :)