Let's recap the past few days.
On Easter, Luke was very fussy and tried to sleep all day. My hubby let me sleep a little after the guests left, only for him to wake me up around 11 pm with concerns about Luke. Our little one isn't much of a crier but he had been crying for two hours straight. I took his temp under his arm and it hit 100, so we put cool water on his head and took him to the hospital. His breathing was odd and he was incredibly pale. The docs said he was fine and sent us home.
I sat him on my lap and sent hubby to bed. After an hour, I noticed he needed changing. I took his temp and it had spoiled to 103. Woke hubby and went to a different hospital, one with a pediatric ER. They did a bunch of tests and a spinal tap only to find that Luke has bacterial meningitis. He immediately got antibiotics and carted up to pediatrics.
It was confirmed yesterday that my little guy has strep b meningitis. He needs 14 days of IV antibiotic treatment. I'm in the hospital with him and hubby is working while staying home to care for our cats. We're all terribly lonely but Luke's responding well to treatment.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Sleepy Boy
Took Luke to the doctor on Wednesday. She wanted another bilirubin test done, just to make sure his numbers were still going down, but she checked him out otherwise. He was 8 lbs, 10 oz at birth and is now 8 lbs, 2 oz. Doc is hoping he regains that weight this week.
His newborn rash is normal and will apparently go away on its own. I think it looks like the poor child has pimples, but she assured me it's fine. His peeper is healing decently, as is my incision, and all of his reflexes work fine. He sleeps almost constantly, but the doc tells me that's totally normal.
Due to the slight jaundice, she told me to have him sunbathe in his diaper on nice days, which I did today. I read a little Percy Jackson to him and he slept soundly. I love my little boy, but all the sleeping just has me worried. I'm petrified of SIDS so I don't rest well when he's resting, especially if it's in the crib.
Bad mommy moment- I accidentally clipped some of his skin when clipping his nails for the first time. It didn't bleed much, but I feel absolutely horrible about it. I keep kissing his fingers and apologizing.
I find it increasingly difficult to get any work done unless it's after midnight and I'm already exhausted. Now that my mother has gone back home (she left today) we'll see if that changes, but either way I know it's just something I have to do. Little guy needs me, I need money, thus I need to work around his schedule to make money. Thank goodness hubby loves watching him and taking care of me. I TOTALLY lucked out in the husband department.
Oh, in case you were wondering, this is what my baby looks like:
I may be a bit biased, but I think he's just the cutest.
His newborn rash is normal and will apparently go away on its own. I think it looks like the poor child has pimples, but she assured me it's fine. His peeper is healing decently, as is my incision, and all of his reflexes work fine. He sleeps almost constantly, but the doc tells me that's totally normal.
Due to the slight jaundice, she told me to have him sunbathe in his diaper on nice days, which I did today. I read a little Percy Jackson to him and he slept soundly. I love my little boy, but all the sleeping just has me worried. I'm petrified of SIDS so I don't rest well when he's resting, especially if it's in the crib.
Bad mommy moment- I accidentally clipped some of his skin when clipping his nails for the first time. It didn't bleed much, but I feel absolutely horrible about it. I keep kissing his fingers and apologizing.
I find it increasingly difficult to get any work done unless it's after midnight and I'm already exhausted. Now that my mother has gone back home (she left today) we'll see if that changes, but either way I know it's just something I have to do. Little guy needs me, I need money, thus I need to work around his schedule to make money. Thank goodness hubby loves watching him and taking care of me. I TOTALLY lucked out in the husband department.
Oh, in case you were wondering, this is what my baby looks like:
I may be a bit biased, but I think he's just the cutest.
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
We're home!
So the c-section happened last Wednesday and started a rather long adventure.
First, the epidural they gave me was partially blocked, so they made me lean forward for about an hour while they tried three or four more times to get it right. Eventually they gave up and put me under general anesthesia. I woke up to excruciating pain and not being able to breathe as a result. They pumped me full of morphine to help but all I could groggily do was ask where the baby was and if he was OK.
My son is just breath taking. My mom told me when I was born, she had no idea how to bond with me since I looked like some odd little old man. I was prepared for the worst only to be met with the cutest little bundle I've ever seen. I didn't know it was possible to fall in love with someone this deeply who wasn't my hubby. He's just amazing.
Anyway, I started to recover nicely, but Luke was still super groggy and not wanting to eat much. It turns out he was slightly jaundiced and they kept testing his bilirubin along with his blood sugars (diabetic pregnancy). His blood sugars turned out great, but his bilirubin levels kept climbing. By Friday, they told me he needed to go under an ultraviolet light until his levels go down. Of course I cried all day, trying hard not to blame myself for his issues. Thank goodness he was fine and we were able to take him home by Saturday.
He's still in the "sleep all day, keep mommy up all night" stage but I don't care. I'm having a blast being a mom.
First, the epidural they gave me was partially blocked, so they made me lean forward for about an hour while they tried three or four more times to get it right. Eventually they gave up and put me under general anesthesia. I woke up to excruciating pain and not being able to breathe as a result. They pumped me full of morphine to help but all I could groggily do was ask where the baby was and if he was OK.
My son is just breath taking. My mom told me when I was born, she had no idea how to bond with me since I looked like some odd little old man. I was prepared for the worst only to be met with the cutest little bundle I've ever seen. I didn't know it was possible to fall in love with someone this deeply who wasn't my hubby. He's just amazing.
Anyway, I started to recover nicely, but Luke was still super groggy and not wanting to eat much. It turns out he was slightly jaundiced and they kept testing his bilirubin along with his blood sugars (diabetic pregnancy). His blood sugars turned out great, but his bilirubin levels kept climbing. By Friday, they told me he needed to go under an ultraviolet light until his levels go down. Of course I cried all day, trying hard not to blame myself for his issues. Thank goodness he was fine and we were able to take him home by Saturday.
He's still in the "sleep all day, keep mommy up all night" stage but I don't care. I'm having a blast being a mom.
Monday, April 11, 2011
Bringing Home Baby
Terrified doesn't even begin to touch how I'm feeling at the moment.
My son, Luke, is currently at 9 lbs, 4 oz and will be taken via c-section at noon on Wednesday. After waiting for 39 weeks to meet him, I'll finally be able to hold my little one, snuggle him, and thank him for all the times he kicked my sciatic nerve.
I hope and pray the surgery goes well. My mother will be in the operating room, watching me like a hawk since during her c-section with me she ended up having a seizure and no one seemed to notice. She died twice that day as a result and so she wants to make sure the same thing doesn't happen to me. Of course, my doctor is head and shoulders above my mother's doctor, but we're still being careful. My husband has graciously stepped back and allowed her the option of being by my side since only one family member is allowed in with me during the surgery.
I write for a living (for the most part) picking up jobs wherever I can. I got into freelance writing late 2009 and fell in love with it. I had a day job, but due to the economy my boss had to let me go three months into the pregnancy. Finding a new job has been absolutely impossible in my condition and I'm trying to make the writing a full time gig, but it's really hard to focus with pregnancy brain.
I've never had major surgery, I've never been a mom before (unless you count the cats), and I've never been this uncertain in my life. I am excited for this new venture in my life, I just hope I can handle it.
My son, Luke, is currently at 9 lbs, 4 oz and will be taken via c-section at noon on Wednesday. After waiting for 39 weeks to meet him, I'll finally be able to hold my little one, snuggle him, and thank him for all the times he kicked my sciatic nerve.
I hope and pray the surgery goes well. My mother will be in the operating room, watching me like a hawk since during her c-section with me she ended up having a seizure and no one seemed to notice. She died twice that day as a result and so she wants to make sure the same thing doesn't happen to me. Of course, my doctor is head and shoulders above my mother's doctor, but we're still being careful. My husband has graciously stepped back and allowed her the option of being by my side since only one family member is allowed in with me during the surgery.
I write for a living (for the most part) picking up jobs wherever I can. I got into freelance writing late 2009 and fell in love with it. I had a day job, but due to the economy my boss had to let me go three months into the pregnancy. Finding a new job has been absolutely impossible in my condition and I'm trying to make the writing a full time gig, but it's really hard to focus with pregnancy brain.
I've never had major surgery, I've never been a mom before (unless you count the cats), and I've never been this uncertain in my life. I am excited for this new venture in my life, I just hope I can handle it.
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