Friday, December 28, 2007
J: Mom, why do you were that?
M: What? My bra?
J: Yeah, why?
E: So people don't look at her mi-mi's.
J: Why don't you want people to look at your mi-mi's?
E: (matter of fact, of course) Because they will laugh at them.
*pout* What do you say to that?!
Afterwards, as I am making lunch, the kids come in with ice cream cones (pretend ones) and are "licking them" like crazy. I look over and say:
M: Don't eat too much ice cream or you won't eat lunch.
J: (looking at me like I am stupid) Mom, we are just 'attending. We are doing something called using our 'magination, it's not real ice cream, mom.
I tell you kids are so literal it's funny sometimes.
Overall I am pleased with how it all turned out, take a look!
Before (look at the dresser for size comparison)
We were going to take the race car bed out of the room, but decided to keep it so Ember can have "sleep over surprises" with Jaxen every once in a while. She slept in it last night and loved it!
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Every other day until Christmas we were going to drop something small off, ring the bell, and run. The kids loved to remind me that today was "Secret Grandma Day" and would pick out of the little gifts we bought to bring over. Some we bought and some where home made.
Shaun and I couldn't help but smile when we saw the two of them with these huge grins running as fast as they could back to the van after ringing the bell. Ember's little boots slapping the pavement. Jaxen's "aaahhh"and silly run after he appears from around the side of the house. RUN! Really, they probably could have walked faster than someone would have made it to the door, but it was fun and made it seem more"sneaky".
Christmas Eve was the last night of the SSH, and I went with Shaun (he had taken the kids the last few times) and noticed that one of the houses had up the Snowflakes (I made a poem to go with it) we had made for them in their window.
During this adventure, every once in a while I wondered if we were more of a bother with the token gifts then it was worth to them. Seeing the snowflakes in the window made me smile and realize that people can be touched by the small things and appreciate the thought.
We had so much fun as a family doing this and it made the season a little more meaningful and fun.
Monday, December 24, 2007
2007 was supposed to be a lucky year, and I guess in many ways it was. I am glad I am not a betting woman or I would have put money on a totally different outcome for the year. A year in review:
Shaunton and I celebrated 7 years of wedded bliss, I am happy to say that there is no itch.
Somehow we managed to get pregnant while using protection…and fending off two little ones that liked to sleep in our bed. We decide we wanted to be surprised with this pregnancy and not find out what we are having. After all, we have a boy and a girl…it was going to be one or the other, right? I mean, what are the chances I was abducted and impregnated with alien spawn? The big surprise was that I had complications, serious complications. Two boring, normal pregnancies and two healthy babies had me unprepared for the bleeding that started at 12 weeks. Come July, about 22 weeks into the pregnancy, I decided to get a second opinion on the bleeding and ended up admitted to the hospital. Two blood transfusions, meds to stop contractions, steroid shots for lung development, and 5 weeks later there was no more they could do. The baby needed out, and now. We had our tiny miracle baby, Owen Edison Davis, on August 3, 2007 at 6:50pm (27 weeks gestation). He was a whopping 2 lbs. .3 oz. and was 13 inches long. Twelve long weeks of rollercoaster emotions, worry, hospital visits, one surgery, four blood transfusions, and a partridge in a pear tree…we were finally able to bring Owen home, tipping the scales at 5 lbs. 14 oz. and 19 inches long.
While in the hospital, I managed to miss Jaxen’s first day of school. Yes, he is a big boy now! Kindergarten! His teacher raves about his artistic ability (much more detailed than most kids his age) his agility (the only one in his class that can cross the monkey bars) and his smarts (we already knew he was a genius). He is doing extremely well and likes school. He makes us so proud. He has a crazy sense of humor and loves to entertain his classmates, sister and brother.
Ember is three years old and can’t wait for preschool, maybe after Christmas break. She loves to paint, play play-doh, sing (she is quite the song writer and sings her own material often), and take care of Owen (Yikes! This one has been an adventure!) When she isn’t in his face or kissing him all over, she is mothering her dollies, pretending to be pregnant with her doll up her shirt, or pumping “mi-mi’s” for her baby (like mom). She also loves to read (she has quite a few memorized and likes to read to me and Owen).
Shaun is still at Jacobs, this is year five. He has racked up quite a bit of daddy points while I was in the hospital. It took a lot for him to take care of two little ones, taxi them between friends’ houses to watch them while he worked, and still find time to entertain his bed ridded wife each night. He has also learned how to do laundry, I am sure he could still figure it out…if I let him. He played flag football this year. He was the best player on the team…and he was the center…so that tells you something. He still likes to work out to maintain that svelte figure. I still don’t know how he manages to get up 2-3 days a week at 4 am to do it! That, my friends, is determination!
I am a SAHM with 3 wonderful (and awful, and silly, and fun, and crazy) kids whom I love (most of the time). We are adjusting to being a family of five. We thank the Lord for taking a chance on us. Somehow the cards fell just the way they were supposed to. We have all we could ask for and more and give thanks to Heavenly Father daily for all our blessings. 2007 was a year with crazy odds, but ones we were able to beat. We love each of you who have been a part of it, both directly and indirectly. We think about you often. May 2008 be a calmer year (yah right!) and one that brings us all closer together.
Count your blessings; See what the Lord has done!
Best wishes and all our love,
The Davis Family
Friday, December 21, 2007
I was lying down with Owen trying to get him to sleep when I hear this tapping sound. It was like someone hammering on something. I thought it was coming from next door. I was getting slightly annoyed, but it was the middle of the day, which I prefer to the middle of the night. The only problem was that it was very rhythmic. Tap tap tap *pause* tap tap tap. I got up to see if it was the kids banging around on the walls or something. Nope. Finally, I noticed I could really hear it in Ember's room. I open her blinds and a bird goes flying. Was that a woodpecker?! I mean, don't woodpeckers live in forests or something! And like trees?! LOL I went outside to look at the underside of the roof by Ember's room and didn't see anything. I got back in bed and kinda forgot about it.
The next day Shaun was home and we hear the same tapping sound. I told Shaun about my woodpecker theory. He got the camera and was going to try and take a picture of it. He went out by the orange tree (sans oranges, still a baby) and trying to turn the camera on. The click of the lens made the bird poke its head out from under the awning of the roof and look (quite sneakily I might add) all around. Shaun tried to zoom in and that is when the bird realized it had been had. It booked it to the next door neighbors roof. Shaun tried to take a picture then, but it flew off before he could. So, sorry no pictures (that is why he wanted me to wait to post the blog)!
Since then...no tapping, which is nice because I really don't want to share my house with a bird. Although, we do have real estate in a nice big tree in our front yard. He can go peck on that all he wants.
Thursday, December 20, 2007
As I sat in bed last night I realized that poor Owen has only one gift. Yeap, just one...and it ain't even from us... it's from "Santa". I know he isn't old enough to open and enjoy presents, but come on...nothing under the tree? That is unheard of! So I trotted down to Target this morning and got him three outfits. One "from" each of the kids and a nice church outfit from mom and dad. All the kids have essentially 4 gifts. One from each sibling, one from mom and dad, and one from Santa. Jaxen and Ember will have stocking stuffers (I love the Dollar Tree!)...I am not even going to try and find stuff for Owen's stocking (at least I remember to get him one this year). He needed clothes, holiday or not, and I can't for the life of me think of anything to put in the stocking. He won't remember and, honestly, neither will we. LOL
J: "Mom, the spider book is ripped!" (The Very Busy Spider for those that care to know the exact title)
M: "Did you rip it?"
J: "No, it was already like that."
M: "Oh, that's ok, they will fix it at the library."
J: "Like a nurse?"
J: "Like a nurse, for books. The nurse takes it and fixes it with tape."
M: "Yes, like a nurse...for books."
I know that I have played "book nurse" too many times to count. I thought this was a cute little analogy that he came up with.
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Q. How does Santa know who to bring presents too? How does he know who is good and who is bad?
A. Heavenly Father and Santa go way back. They know each other really good. And because Heavenly Father knows if you are being good and telling the truth etc, he tells Santa who is on the naughty list and who is on the nice list. (And he is watching you all the time, so he really knows!)
Now, this has worked great in getting Jaxen to fess up to some fibs he has told lately. I just say, Heavenly Father knows if you are choosing the left and he is going to talk to Santa. Works like a charm. Too bad I couldn't use it all year! Well, I guess Heavenly Father and the Easter Bunny could go way back too....who else does he know?!
Q. How will Santa get into our house, we don't have a thing on our roof (chimney of course)!
A. Santa has a magic key that can open up any lock so he can bring presents to everyone, even those who don't have chimneys.
Q. He doesn't bring bad guys presents, huh mom?
A. Nope, the bad guys don't get presents. NOTE: This question is different than kids who are naughty, this is referring to bad guys like robbers, etc. Maybe they get coal, but I think they are soo bad they don't even get that!
My nephew had asked the same questions to my SIL...and her answers were the same! Great minds think alike and "validated" our answers to the kids.
Friday, December 14, 2007
Was it worth it? I don't really think I got 20 minutes in, but I did pass out for at least 2 minutes of it. I was digging barrettes outta the depths of my hair for the next 10 (just when you think you have them all...you feel a hard spot)!
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Shaun calls home from work today....to tell me something really funny he did that morning. He put on two different shoes! *giggle* Granted, they are the same style (he has a pair of black and a pair of brown), so they could be confused in the dark. And to be real honest I have done this before too. (It comes with being considerate of the sleeping spouse and getting ready in the dark). Good thing he comes home for lunch and could change.
Another little cute tid-bit. The kids and I were in the shower(I know, it is a reoccuring theme, right? Seriously, we do have interesting conversations in the shower.) Ember tells me that when she gets big and has big mi-mi's she is going to give Owen mi-mi's. Um, baby, Owen will be big when you get big...you can give your babies mi-mi's. But you have to do what first? Jaxen pipes in and says be pregnant! Ok, true, but not quite what I was looking for. What do you have to do before that? Jaxen thinks....and says (which was the answer I was going for) go to the Temple! Ah, there you have it. A lesson in the shower.
Thursday, December 6, 2007
I call her and tell her to come here....to no availe. Meanwhile Owen is crying...the stopping....then crying...then stopping. I walk in (messy hands in all) to see Ember picking up Owen (she is on her knees kinda picking him up) scooting him toward the pillows. I totally freaked out! What?! I guess it is my fault for putting him in the center of my queen sized bed for a nap...from now on he is going right in the bassinett.
I asked her what she was thinking, and she said....Owen was crying so I was picking him up.
Monday, December 3, 2007
And that is the weekend update!
Friday, November 30, 2007
So, the little (but annoying) hum of the pump is gone. I took it back on Tuesday. Owen has been strictly BF since Friday of last week. He eats a lot more often, and his poop is rather interesting, but overall nights are a lot easier....ok, the co-sleeping has begun. I am too tired to get in and outta bed all night, so he is usually in our bed most of the time.
Mind you, this is an executive decision. He is supposed to be on thickener and formula (to add calories)...I will cross that hurtle with the Dr. when we get to it. *eek* Right now I am not too worried about it, he is eating like crazy, and still moving the fluids if you know what I mean!
He is a BFing champ! (and I was worried)....(even though all my kids were BFing champs)
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
We are going to try grounding him from video games (he doesn't play that much anyway) and movies that aren't rated G (before you call all crazy, we mean like Spiderman and Transformers, not rated R movies, movies that we have allowed him to watch before, but that have fighting in them.) Shaunton will talk to his teacher each day as he picks him up, if he hit or did anything else aggressive, he is going to have to take a nap when he gets home after lunch.
He will be grounded from said items for one week, if he hits or something during that time, it starts all over at a week.
I really don't know what else to do, or where this is stemming from. Hopefully things start to setting down and he is that same fun loving little boy we know and love.
Monday, November 26, 2007
1. We stop for BK before heading out. Get toward the interstate when Jaxen says he doesn't have his nuggets in the bag. So, we turn around and go back. I walk into the restaraunt and explain the story. The guy reaches into the bag and pull out the chicken nuggets. *cringe* Don't I feel stupid. I guess I should have looked, but to Jaxen's credit it was dark and they were covered with his french fries. Tack off 10 minutes dealing with that.
Owen and Grandma meet for the first time.
2. One the second day, we get suckered into staying another night....ok, it wasn't that bad (and I was willing because Owen was doing well and I packed extra).
Friday, November 23, 2007
J: Ewwww dad, your penis is gross!
J: I said your penis is gross!
S: Why? You have a penis too you know.
J: Yeah...but yours has hair on it! (How is Shaun calm? I am totally cracking up already)
S: Well, you'll have hair on yours too when you get older.
J: But not right now, when I grow bigger.
S: Yes, when you get get bigger.
Ok, um....I was totally cracking up. Kids, they are so observant and honest...and apparently grossed out by the adult physique....if they only knew...they are headed that way too! Scary, huh?
Monday, November 19, 2007
S: So Davi (sounds like Davie) is a weird name for a girl.
J: Davi's not weird.
S: She seems like "one of the boys", she must be pretty cool.
J: ....Girls can't be cool dad.
S: Why not? Your mom is cool.
J: No she's not....she's great action!
Great action is some weird phrase we coined....means a lot of things like (but not limited to): That is so great, that is so neat, YES, and other situations that would call for that sort of response.
Kinda like my blog is "great action". There, I have used it in a sentence for you, so you should be able to easily incorporate it into your own jargon.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Why such the random question? Well, it really isn't that random. I cleaned out my deep freezer today...because I had no room for food (we don't have any room in our side freezer for that matter)! Is it full of food already? Nope, it was full of milk....breast milk. Seriously, the only food in the deep freezer was: 1 pack of bacon, 1 half salmon, about 10 corndogs, and a box of push ups buried somewhere on the bottom.
Yes, I was attached...didn't want to get rid of it...and for good reason. As mentioned in my previous post I spend 2 hours each day working for that stuff...not to mention the time it takes to prep and clean up afterward!
Long story short...I pump still (see previous post) and what I pump in a day is used fresh for Owen's bottles the next day. So I haven't been freezing BM for the past few days and haven't used any out of the freezer. Yes, I know I am a milk making machine!
Here was the debate: Buy a new bigger freezer....or *cringe* get rid of some milk. We were leaning toward the freezer, but decide that in the long run the freezer we have is big enough for our family --- sans the BM.
So I went through it today and tossed out all the milk dated prior to 9/20. Here is where the random question becomes useful.
Here is the grand total of what was tossed (yes...I know what you are thinking, it was a lot so I did sit down and count it all out, LOL):
81 bags of milk = 620 ounces = 4.8 gallons
WOW. *sigh* It was hard to let those precious bags go. But, I can't donate it (due to blood transfusion) and going without food is not an option. So *gulp* the deed is done, no going back now.
On another note, my deep freezer is still half full of milk, so I still have "a bit" to work with....and my side freezer is BM free!!!! YEAH. Maybe now we can actually buy some food and not try to fit it into the freezer like TETRIS pieces!
Thursday, November 15, 2007
1. Pumping - I cannot stand it. It is amazing....I just calculated that I spend 2 hours a day on pumping alone!
2. Bottle feeding - This is not a bash to those that bottle feed, but seriously, it is so much easier to whip out a boob. Poor Owen's crys...they go from a soft cry to a scream because I can't heat up the stupid bottle fast enough. You aren't supposed to use a microwave (I don't, but have known several people who did), I use a bottle warmer, and that few minutes it takes to heat up seems like eternity....especually in the middle of the night!
3. Regression - Ember. Enough said. She has started having "accidents" (not everyday or anything, but every once in a while). It is hard not to get upset at her because she has been potty trained since she was two!
4. Sickness - I feel like such a bad mom, I am constantly nagging at Ember to get out of Owen's face, get away from him, don't touch him, don't touch his stuff, blah blah. I just really don't want him to get sick...and she just doesn't want to listen. Dad has been sick to...and I nag him as well...but he listens a little better.
5. Germs - I am now officially a germaphob. I have to wash my hands before and after EVERYTHING. I am constantly walking around disinfecting door knobs, light switches, phones, remotes, computers...you name it and I have probably disinfected it....or tried to. It is driving me crazy, and my husband....ok, probably my kids too....since I am constantly following around and giving them purell, and telling them to wash their hands, etc. (Makes for good bathroom habits though).
Could anything else make the list? Probably, but it isn't coming to me at the moment.
So, I leave you on this note: Multi-task is my new middle name.
1. I can write a blog while pumping, (and occasionally eat while doing aforementioned)
2. I can wake up at night and feed Owen while pumping, and
3. the kids favorite, I can read and pump at the same time!
Sorry, I don't do parties and I can't teach you the tricks of my trade.
Thursday, November 8, 2007
I was cooking dinner and loading the dishwasher while the kids played in the backyard. I had the door open so I could hear them, and the little boy from next door was over. All is well. All of a sudden Ember bursts into the house saying Jaxen has "blood on him". So I go out to see what is going on. His face is covered with blood and his shirt is drenched. Lucky (ok, unlucky) for me, I have experienced a head laceration (same kid, different addition problem) before so I knew they can bleed something nasty. I manage to carry him inside and wipe him down to see a pretty nasty gash. I call Shaun and let him know he needs to come home....because I AM NOT taking Owen to an emergency room. (Bad enough to take your kids there when they need to go and expose them to all that "stuff")
Four hours later, two staples (a whole 'nother story) and we have a staple in our sons head. He sure was the talk of the town in school today. And, he has decided, next year he wants to be a mummy for Halloween (his whole head was wrapped in gauze to keep the patch over it).
Friday, November 2, 2007
Monday, October 29, 2007
*startle* huh, time to get up already? It's been 2 hours?
Time to change baby, feed baby, pump, and hold him for 15 minutes afterward to help with reflux?
Why not? Sleep is sooooo over-rated.
Friday, October 26, 2007
Thursday, October 25, 2007
As we were driving to see Owen (after an eventful morning of getting Jaxen to school) Ember mentioned that our tree will grow oranges. I told her it would in a couple of years. She then said, we can eat 'em, huh mom?.....but not the crust."
On a different note:
We are nesting at the hospital tomorrow night. Owen (fingers crossed) might be coming home this weekend....he has had really good weight gain the last few days!
Monday, October 22, 2007
At church yesterday she wanted me to wrap up her baby. She then asked if it was a "burrito or a taco"....I tell her it is wrapped like a burrito...and she proceeds to tell me she doesn't want it like a burrito, she wants it like a taco. How do you wrap a baby like a taco?
I have told my children since they were small (smaller than they are now) that they need to brush their teeth two times a day so bugs don't build houses in their teeth. Recently, I went to the dentist and found out I have a cavity. I told my kids about the cavity. So, last night as we are getting ready for bed my daughter says you need to brush your teeth mom, bugs already built a castle in there. Wow, a castle sounds so much more worse than a simple little house. She goes on to tell me, you need to get a shot in your mouth so they can take it out. Yes baby, in some analogistic (is that a word?) way, you are right.
This is almost as good as Jaxen and people "choosing the left". Apparently, if you are not Choosing the Right, you are choosing the left. As he points out, bad guys choose the left mom. This has worked to our advantage as when we think he is not telling the truth we ask him if he is choosing the left...gets the truth out every time.
Ember also likes to sing, all the time, mostly her own lyrics. She has coined "don't be mean, don't be mad"....to the rhythm of the song that goes "it's ok, it's alright" a hip hop song on the radio right now...you know which one?
Kids are so much fun....they are so insightful, so honest (sometimes brutal and sometimes embarrasing) and so cute. I enjoy every minute of it.
Saturday, October 20, 2007
Overall a good read, I already use some of the analogies and quotes daily when I start to stress and have anxiety about the future, and when I ponder to long on the what-if's. If the tid-bits below inspire you, read the book!
A few tid-bits I really liked:
Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could: some blunders and absurdities crept in: forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; you shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense. R.W. Emerson
The only place we can breathe is the present. We cannot breathe in the past, and we cannot breathe in the future. Similarly , the only place we can fully be alive is in the present, when our being is fueled by its proper Fuel of Inspiration. It is interesting to note that the word "spirit" comes from the latin spirare, which means "to breathe".
The mind has been liked to a stage on which only one act at a time can be performed. From one side of the wings the Lord, who loves us, is trying to put on the stage of our minds that which will bless us. From the other side of the wings the devil, who hates us, is trying to put on the stage of our minds that which will curse us. We are the stage managers; we are the ones who decide which thought will occupy the stage. We are the one who must decide whose thoughts will prevail...we will be what we think about - what we consistantly allow to occupy the stage of our minds. Ezra Taft Benson
Friday, October 19, 2007
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Then I started thinking of Monster House, there is a part of the house they called it....(thinking to self) called it...(it comes to me....or so I think)...it's called a vulva. So I proceed to tell my son that it is called a Vulva. (It sounded kinda right....at least at 7 am).
He then asks what it does....so how do I spend my morning? Researching to find out what it is really called and what it does....I mean I don't want to be the dumb mom. I just hope he doesn't tell the kids at school he knows where his vulva is! (sigh). Although he is in Kindergarten, so they don't really know either, unless he shares his new found knowledge with his teacher...who i think will know...considering it is well past 7 am now.
So for those that didn't know, it is an Uvula (see kinda sounds the same....right?) Here is the function:
The uvula plays an important role in the articulation of the sound of the human voice to form the sounds of speech. It functions in tandem with the back of the throat, the palate, and air coming up from the lungs to create a number of guttural and other sounds. Consonants pronounced with the uvula are not found in English; however, languages such as Arabic, French, German, Hebrew, Ubykh, and Hmong use uvular consonants to varying degrees. Certain African languages use the uvula to produce click consonants as well. In English (as well as many other languages), it closes to prevent air escaping through the nose when making some sounds.
Now, the question is how do I break that down to a 5 year old? Let's hope first that vulva didn't stick and I can easily trade the word out with the right one. Then, I will state briefly that it's job is to help us talk....ok, that covers the basics, right?
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
On another note. The kids picked out their Halloween costumes. Ember is going to be a Snowflake Princess (whatever that is supposed to be, but the picture is cute) and Jaxen is going to be a Knight (laugh all you want, he was originally going to be a shark...). We get good use out of the costumes this year as Jaxen is invited to 3 different Halloween themed birthday parties. More bang for our buck!
Friday, October 12, 2007
Jaxen just had parent teacher conferences last week. I find out from his teacher that he is excelling (already knew that), but also learned a few other things:
1) He is the most detailed artist in the class. Example, for an assigment he was supposed to draw four of something. He drew four watermelons slices (green rind, red middle, and black seeds, all the details).
2. He is very task oriented (wonder where he got that from?).
3. He is the only kid in his class that can go across all the monkeybars without help. I knew he could do this, but I didn't know he was the only one.
4. I had another mom come up and tell me how impresses she was that he could write and spell all his family members' names correctly. I knew he could do this too, but I guess I take for granted how much he does know. He loves to write and helps with the grocery lists, likes to write letters and pictures to take to Owen at the hospital, and enjoys helping his sister practice her E's.
Bragging over....for now.
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Thanks for the thoughts and prayers!!!
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
He doesn't look that small in this pic, or does he?
Monday, October 8, 2007
On another note, I just got a call from the nurse practitioner. She was giving me information on the Simply Thick stuff that we have to get for Owen for his BM. I guess the plan is to wean him off the oxygen this week, and if he does good he might be able to come home this weekend. The good news is that he will be coming home soon. Whether that be this weekend, or next...we have a relative time line to work off of. I guess I better get my butt in gear and start getting things ready!
Owen is doing good, eating his feeds, which are thickened at this point, hence the no breastfeeding right now. They want to see if the thickened BM helps with his reflux....so far so good.
On another note. I totally gave myself the biggest blister on the center of my palm....gardening. Ok, trying to get rid of grass in the area I want to put the garden....still no garden. Anyone want to volunteer to till and plant for me? LOL I really don't know if I will get around to it with all that is going on right now. *sigh* I guess that is the least of my worries.
Saturday, October 6, 2007
All in all, things are looking good. Maybe, just maybe he might be home before his due date. LOL
Thursday, October 4, 2007
So, CPR has changed a lot since the last time I took it. We were all given a dummy baby to practice on. First we go over the hymlic (sp?) manuever. You take the baby hold it over one hand and give it 5 blows to the back. You can hear Shaun's ring getting the poor baby in the back of the head. LOL It happens a lot the teacher said, and to be fair, my baby did get a few rings to the back of the head.
Then we move on the CPR. We start trying to practice the blows and Shaun can't get his baby's chest to rise. We think it is the doll (maybe something is loose), but the instructor was able to get it going right away. Nose up to the ceiling. It takes him a few more tries before he gets it. And chest compressions weren't much better. He kept forgetting and taking his hand off of the chest and having to find the spot, or else he was compressing the ribs. Poor guy, I am sure he felt weird, he was the only guy there...but before you feel too bad for him, there was just 3 of us and the instructor.
I can tease him about it, you know I don't know about leaving you alone, poor kid wouldn't stand a chance. LOL
Shaun, if you read this, I love you...it was a good laugh...and I trust you with the baby....(I think).
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
Jaxen has taken this a step further. Not only does he take just as long as his dad (sometimes longer, especially when we are not at home) to use the restroom, but he goes prepared. He takes in books and toys! He sits there and reads or plays with his toys leaning toward the ground. Action noises and sound included. It cracks me up! In all honesty he was on the bowl for a good 45 minutes just a little while ago.
Once in a while he forgets one of the most important things....then I hear the yell.
"Mom, hurry come turn on the air! Hurry I can't hold it anymore".
I walk in, he is on the toilet trying hard to hold it until the air is turned on to help reduce the smell. No wonder he can stay in there for so long.
See us women have to work fast....at everything. Showering and using the restroom included. I can't even think of the last time I was on the bowl for longer than 5 minutes....ok, I can, but that is a hospital story that no one...seriously no one wants to know about....it's bad enough my hubby knows.
See, if we aren't fast enough, we come out and the house is destroyed, all the snacks are gone, or some other bizarre I-wanted-to-try-it-something-or-ether was accomplished/destroyed while we took the time sit on the bowl. Just another "luxury" that men have...although seriously I don't think it is one that I care to have.
Owen has bad reflux. Apparently, yesterday evening he refluxed up into his mouth and nose...he stopped breathing and his heart rate dropped. They had to use an oxygen mask to get his heart rate back up.
They stopped his feedings, he was put on an IV and they did blood tests and a chest x-ray...everything came back good. They are worried about him apparating (sp?). All the tests come back clear, not fluid in the lungs.
They are going to start feeding him again today slowly.
I was so upset yesterday, I had just scheduled Shaun and I for some classes that we need to take before he can come home...and then this happens.
He is ok, and so we are too. He'll be able to come home when he is good and ready...it just looks like it is going to be closer to his due date than we had thought.
Saturday, September 29, 2007
On another note, Jaxen was pointing out the differences between a donkey and a horse to Ember. I asked him how he got so smart, and he said "I think I got that way in Heaven". LOL
Friday, September 28, 2007
On another note: Last night we went in to see Owen after dinner. I had called in advance to have a lactation consultatant come by. I have been stressing lately on whether or not Owen is going to be able to nurse, how to try it, etc. Granted my other two had no problems, but they weren't born at 27 weeks either (42 weeks if you want to get specific). She comes and says we will try right now (it is his feeding time). So after pumping for a few minutes I give it a shot. He "tries", althought I don't really know what he is doing....more like an up down motion with his mouth. But, that's trying, right? LOL The consultant comes back in with a shield and shows me how to use it. Apparently many preemies do well with the shield and transition to regular BFing easier. Low and behold he did it!!!! You have no idea the overwhelming relief I had that he could do it. She said to keep using the shield till about 38-40 weeks and then try regular...if he still has a hard time, start with the shield and take it off half way....she said he can be fully breastfeeding by 42 weeks....with a bottle or two for supplement (calories to maintain weight and vitamins). But that slowly I can do BF and offer bottle afterward until he really isn't taking aything from the bottle, then we know he is getting what he needs. I can't tell you how excited I am. She also said not to try BFing at night until he gets the hang of it, we both need our sleep. So dear hubby gets baby feeding duty while I pump....mainly because it won't work the other way around!
Thursday, September 27, 2007
There are twins in the same pod as Owen, they are 24 weekers I think. Owen used to have another little boy that was right "next door". I talked to his mom, who was 17 years old while she was there. She had some complications that caused her water to break. She also ended up having surgery while her boy was in NICU. I went in over the weekend and he wasn't there....I thought maybe he had been moved to a different pod. Come to find out on Monday that he didn't make it. It made me take a step back and realize how blessed I am to have been able to keep Owen in for the 5 extra weeks in the hospital. I know that if I didn't go to the hospital, he wouldn't be here...or else he would be, but with a much different outcome. I am thankful everyday that he is doing well.
On another note, I totally feel like a bad parent. Yesterday my kids wanted to go see Freddy, he is the little boy next door. They ran back and said he wasn't there, but they wanted to wait outside for him. I was making dinner so I let them play out front checking on them periodically. I stepped out once to see Ember creeping into the street, she was really looking to make sure there weren't any cars, but she was still in the street. I totally freaked out. What was I thinking letting my kids play in the front yard?! They could have been hit my a car, taken by some strangers, ran over by the lady next door (she said they were playing in her driveway, this is Freddy's house, behind her car). Granted the likeliness is small, but still there. They neighbors door is diagonal, so she saw them, or street is relatively quiet, but STILL, What was I thinking?!
I was a complete mess last night, thinking of all the what if's, and thinking about Owen and what the heck am I going to do when he gets home!
I need encouragement and proof that I am not a bad parent. *sigh*
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Apparently he has taken it upon himself to remove his feeding tube, so they are going to take it out and see how he does, if he doesn't finish his feeds via the bottle they will have to put the tube back in...but just goes to show that he knows when he is ready. LOL
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
"Did you bring any milk?"
"We are almost out"
"There should be some in the freezer"
"The freezer is empty...I guess I should have told you to bring some....sorry"
Great!!!!! So, I turn my tail right around and go home to get some. He didn't even have enough for his next feed, which was in the next hour! The nurse is lucky I don't live too far from the hospital or I would have raised he!!. So, after driving home and back, I get to hold him and feed him. (That was the good part)
Talk about an oinker...he ate his feed in 15 minutes with only one desat....good boy. His nurse (a different night nurse, who has been doing it soooo long she is practically mechanical) says, you know he can go home on oxygen...if he keeps this up he'll be home in no time. HUH?
YES!....I mean no....I really haven't thought about all this have I? I am not looking forward to pumping, attempting to BF, heating up bottles, etc all at the same time....I think I am tired now....I can't even imagine what I will look and feel like when he comes home....*sigh* He better be a good boy.....or else he is getting it when he gets older, LOL.