I don't know whether I'll actually have time to record much here, but I am going to make the attempt...
In 3 days you will be 6 weeks old. I may try to go back and record the first 6 weeks later, but for now we'll start with the past few days. We're in TN for the first time following your birth, so you've just experienced the first of many, many road trips to visit relatives. Even though it was your first trip you handled it like a pro only needing to eat once during the 5 hour trip. You showed Mama that I always need to be prepared with you, though - when I changed your diaper at the gas station we stopped at you pooped all over everything - me, your Nana (we were traveling with Nana, Pooh, and your youngest sister since Daddy and Brenna were already in TN), two coats, yourself, the seat and TV! It was so incredibly funny even though I had to change shirts! Even though your my first son you're my third child so you'd think I'd have a quicker reaction to something like that, but neither of your big sisters did things like that - maybe it's part of being a boy!
You've been growing so much faster than your sisters did. They stayed little for so long but you already feel so heavy in my arms. At 4 weeks you weighed 9 lb 15 oz so you'd gained exactly 2 pounds in 2 weeks. You were in the 25th percentile in weight at your 2 week visit, so you may still officially be on the small side, but you feel and look so big to me compared to my girls.
You've been holding you head up very well for a few weeks now, so you don't look or act like a newborn any more. I love watching you grow, but I'm so sad that it happens so quickly. I love having a tiny baby in the house again and since you're my last little one I know I'll by happy and a little sad at the same time as you reach each new milestone. You absolutely love to be talked to and I just love looking into your big blue baby eyes as we talk to each other. When you nurse - especially when you're really hungry - you'll sing to me and make little contented sounds. It makes me feel so good about nursing you, kind of like you're telling me that I'm giving you just exactly what you want. Maybe you would do the same thing with a bottle, but I still love the feeling that I'm the only one who can feed you right now. Is that selfish? Maybe so, but I have to start letting you go too soon anyway, so I'll cherish our nursing sessions for as long as possible.
I didn't know you were a boy until you were born, and boy was I shocked! As soon as I got you home, though, I started thinking about having to share you with some girl someday and got so incredibly possessive! I never felt that way with my girls, maybe because moms and daughters always share a special bond that husbands can't interfere with but I already didn't like the feeling of being "replaced" by your future wife. I'm praying for her though (just like I do for your sisters' future husbands) that you all will have a strong Christ-centered marriage. I'm just glad I have a few years with you before you grow up and meet her!
You're nursing so great right now. I just wish you'd sleep better at night. You've gone as long as 6 hours and will easily go 5 hours between meals, but right now you're waking more often with an upset tummy from your antibiotic (you had a fever and the beginning of an ear infection). Just two more days of that, though, and maybe we can get back to sleeping better. You do sleep better when you're beside me in the bed, though. I don't know what will happen when we move you to your room in a few weeks - hopefully you'll adjust well.
I'd better end this entry and get some rest while I can!
DH - 8/3/96
DD #1 - 4/99
DD #2 - 4/02
Wilson Reid is here! 1/16/04
Well, three preschool children is certainly enough to keep me busy right now! Since I don't get much computer time before I update any more I want to record a little of what happened right after Wilson was born...
The delivery went wonderfully - I only pushed through 1 contraction and he was out. But after they placed him on my stomach and I got to see him a few minutes the nurse took him away to clear out his lungs since he was breathing too hard. With both my girls after they were cleaned up I nursed them right away in the delivery room, but since Wilson wasn't breathing well they took him away to monitor him. My arms felt so empty and it bothered me that I didn't get to nurse him immediately but I knew it was better for him to be watched. Toby went with him to the nursery and was able to give him his first bath. Meanwhile I ate my normal post-delivery meal of a personal pan supreme pizza from Pizza Hut. After a few hours he was still a little blue and his oxygen level was borderline low (dipping into the 80's and staying in the low 90's) so they gave him oxygen, brought him to my postpartum room for me and the girls to see, then took him to NICU for monitoring. That brought on a few tears (due in part to my out of control hormones) since I just wanted to hold and nurse my baby at this point. The NICU doctor sent him back after a few more hours, but when they still didn't release him to my room and when I tried to nurse him in the well baby nursery his oxygen level dipped again. In the meantime his blood test results (they had drawn blood in the NICU) had come back from lab and his white count was elevated so he was sent back to NICU for possible strep B infection ( I am GBS positive). The nurse was also concerned that his low oxygen level might be caused by a heart problem since I have a congenital heart defect. When my nurse came to my room to report this I barely held it together in front of her. I had so many potential things to worry about and considering I'd just given birth I'm surprised that I didn't really break down in front of her. Soon after she left the NICU doctor came in to tell me that although he suspected the low oxygen level was due to transitional stress they were giving him antibiotics because of my GBS. As he said, he would rather err on the side of caution than discover too late that Wilson did have an infection. They would continue the antibiotics for 36 hours while waiting for the blood culture results then if he did have an infection he would stay in NICU for 10 days of antibiotics. If not, he would be released after 3 days.
The NICU lactation consultant also came in to talk about NICU nursing procedures. I couldn't nurse him for at least 24 hours due to his low oxygen level (apparently it was too difficult for him to nurse and breathe at the same time and his o2 level would drop.) They wouldn't feed him anything either and I should pump so they would have a bottle for him after the 24 hours were up. This wasn't exactly what I wanted to hear either, but at this point I was handling things better since the NICU doctor had seemed so upbeat about his prognosis. Meanwhile I learned that a friend from church who was also in labor had had her little girl 59 minutes after Wilson was born (Toby had seen her husband in the hallway - my room was almost directly across from the well baby nursery - and gotten the details).
Soon after the nurse took Wilson to the NICU my inlaws left with the girls so Toby and I could process all this information and have some time alone. As soon as we got a chance we went downstairs to the NICU to see Wilson. Hours after first holding him in the delivery room I finally got to hold him again and really get a good look at him. He looked so pitiful with his IV and other lines trailing all over him, but at the same time he really didn't look like he belonged in intensive care. He was so big and healthy and all the other babies were so tiny! We stayed with him until they closed the NICU for rest time. I was emotionally drained by this point, but then friends who'd heard Wilson had been born began stopping by to see him and me. It was so difficult explaining over and over again why he wasn't in the room with me, especially since at this point I still wasn't entirely sure that he wasn't really sick. We had a good friend to send out an email explaining the situation and that made it a little easier the next day. That evening between visits we went down the hall and visited our friend who had had her baby the same day. That almost proved too much for me when I saw her sitting in her hospital bed holding her new daughter talking about how nursing was going. My arms ached to hold my son! That night after I turned the lights out I gave in and cried - not only because I was worried about Wilson but also because this just wasn't how things were supposed to go. That may sound incredibly petty all things considered, but I had just assumed that this birth experience would be just like my first two.
To make a long story a bit shorter, the next day things really started looking up. Wilson was starving when we visited him the next morning and as soon as the neonatologist looked him over he gave me the go-ahead to start nursing. Halleluia! He nursed like a pro from the very first time and after the first nursing session when his oxygen level stayed in the 90's the whole time we didn't have to carry his pulse oxygen monitor with us to the nursing room. I had some experience nursing a baby on an IV since my second daughter spent two days in the hospital on IV antibiotics with a UTI when she was a few months old, so the IV didn't freak me out like it might have. He loved nursing and I came to the NICU every four hours for the next two days while we waited for his test results. It was miserable getting up in the middle of the night and going down three floors the the NICU, washing up and taking my baby to a special room just to nurse him. After the second day when we were more sure that his elevated blood count was due to transitional stress I was so ready for them to release him. I couldn't wait to have him home where I could just pick him up out of his crib beside my bed to nurse him!
On the plus side, I had great nurses who were incredibly understanding. The food was also good, and they brought me snacks twice a day and a frozen fruit drink every afternoon - an improvement over my previous two hospital stays. I could and did request sandwiches and fruit whenever I got hungry since I knew I needed to keep my energy up for nursing.
We kept my hospital room after I was discharged (after 48 hours) since Wilson was still in NICU. The third morning the neonatologist released him with the understanding that in the unlikely event that his final test reading showed an infection we would be contacted (of course it was negative, praise the Lord!). The final verdict was that he was born so quickly (in one contraction after a little over an hour of labor) that he didn't have time to be squeezed very much in the birth canal so his lungs didn't get as clear as they should have. Many babies would have still tolerated that well, but Wilson didn't which is why his oxygen level was low which was what started the whole chain of events which resulted in the blood draw and the 3 day stay in NICU. I'm very thankful that the nurses were so vigilant in making sure he got treatment for potential problems but I'm even more thankful that he ended up not having any of the serious problems they were afraid he might have (his heart also checked out fine)! This is already too long so I'll end this entry.
I've got a (very) few minutes and thought I'd post...
Wilson is growing so fast! He's probably still only in the 25th percentile on weight but he's still so much bigger than my girls were at this age. He must be going through a growth spurt because he's been eating constantly the last few days. He's started waking up every 3-4 hours at night again, too, which makes it harder, but that will end soon (I hope). I've never leaked much from BF'ing but today at church I leaked all over so I'm going to start wearing nursing pads in public just in case. It took me completelly by surprise when I looked down and saw a huge wet spot on my shirt while he was nursing. I guess it would've been funny but I was too embarrassed to laugh.
Wilson grins so much now when I talk to him. I love looking into his eyes -I can see how much he loves when I talk to him. I don't want him to grow up too fast (and he will anyway) but I also love watching his personality emerge as he gets older. I cannot believe he will be two months old in another week or so!
Even though I love staying home with my children there's a part of me that yearns to go back to school and study nursing so I can work part time when the kids all get into school. I'm not ready to apply to nursing school yet since I don't want to put them in daycare for that long but I do plan on taking a class this fall in preparation for starting nursing school. I'm so excited about starting school again! The first time around I never knew how fortunate I was to be able to go to school and what a luxury it was to be able to concentrate on studying. I just don't know where I'll find the time to spend on schoolwork with three kids, but I'm sure I'll find it somewhere because I'm determined to get my degree.
Wilson's crying so I'll go for now...
Wilson can't be 2 months old already can he?! I guess he, though, since I just took him to his 2 month well baby checkup. He's growing great - 11 pounds 2 ounces (50th percentile) and 23 1/2 inches long (75th percentile). He's still not sleeping through the night, though. More like 5 hours then 2-3 more hours. Part of me is soooo ready for him to sleep through the night but part of me doesn't want him to grow up so quickly! As soon as he sleeps through the night I'll put him in his room which is upstairs from our room. Right now I just don't want to hike all the way upstairs four times a night to retrieve him then put him back after he eats, so he's sleeping with me. I just love waking up next to my precious baby! What an incredible experience to wake up looking into his big brown baby eyes - so innocent. So even though I'd like a little more sleep I'm also enjoying these last few weeks of sleeping with my little man.
Speaking of sleep we've not been getting great sleep the last few nights, but not because of Wilson. Haley (DD #2) fell against the footboard right before bedtime 3 nights ago and cut the corner of her eye. After over an hour it was still oozing blood so DH took her to the ER to have it stitched up. They didn't get back until midnight. The next night she woke up screaming with horrible diaper rash - she had had diarrhea in the middle of the night and she must have slept in it for a few hours because the rash was awful when she woke up. She has such sensitive skin and gets diaper rash at the drop of a hat.
I'm getting so excited about starting school this fall. I'll probably end up taking one or two classes a semester for the next couple of years, then apply to the nursing program when Wilson is 2 1/2. The local four year college has a part time program, but I'll probably just go full time to the community college so I can finish more quickly. It also costs half as much as the 4-year degree.
Wilson is such an incredibly good baby! Any time he gets one on one attention he just grins like you've given him the best gift in the world. He has never kept me awake at night wanting to stay up - in fact when he does wake up hungry I just start his feeding laying in bed and then go back to sleep before he finishes. He always just falls asleep nursing so we both get more rest than if I sat up with him in a chair. He never fusses unless he's tired or hungry, or occassionally if he's bored. He's such a gift from God.
Quick update - Wilson either has allergies or his second cold. He has a very stuffy nose which is making it hard for him to sleep. He also keeps waking himself up coughing, probably from all the drainage he seems to be having. We visited relatives in the Smoky Mtns this past week and lots of stuff is starting to bloom there so it could easily be allergies - I hope it's just a cold though. DH had terrible allergies until his second round of allergy shots and I hope none of the kids has them that bad.
Wilson is also attempting to suck his thumb now. Neither of my girls was interested in their thumb but they both took pacifiers and he hates his pacifier. Sometimes instead of his thumb he'll try to stuff his whole fist in his mouth, too. Wilson needs me so I'll update more later.
I can't believe how fast Wilson is growing! He feels so heavy now and he's outgrown almost all of his 0-3 month clothes. My girls both wore their 0-3 month clothes until they were almost 4 months old so this is a new experience for me. He also went on his first camping trip this past weekend. We took our rv about an hour and a half away to a state park and everyone including Wilson had a great time. We fixed breakfast at our campsite then played on the playground for awhile. We took a cave tour before lunch and he was so stimulated by all the new sights and sounds that he slept for most of the afternoon. It was so relaxing I can't wait to go again! I was a little nervous that camping with a little baby would be too much work but he wasn't really any extra trouble. I bought a portable swing to take with us on our trips and he really liked it. He sat outside in his swing while his sisters played.
Wilson is trying to turn over but he hasn't quite made it yet. He gets up on his side but then gets stuck. I remember both the girls doing that too so is shouldn't be too long before he figures out how to flip on over. The strange thing about it is that he's trying to roll back to stomach where the girls both rolled stomach to back first. I know babies aren't all alike so he may roll back to stomach first.
Wilson has been in his crib upstairss for several nights now and he actually sleeps better up there than he did in our bed. He sleeps around 5 hours after I put him down, which is more like 5 1/2 to 6 hours between meals since he doesn't go to sleep immediately after his bedtime meal. I'm really looking forward to starting cereal in a few weeks - I'm hoping that will stretch out his sleep period to 7 hours or so. I can't wait to feel like I've had a full night's sleep! But that also means my baby is growing up so I guess I can wait a little while longer...
That's all for now. I'll update when I can...
Life has been so busy lately that I haven't had time to post. I'm very excited though because Wilson is FINALLY sleeping through the night!!! We gave him cereal on a spoon for the first time on April 13th and on April 14th he slept 9 hours between feedings. I think he had gotten into a habit of waking up around midnight because he cried for just a minute around then, then consoled himself back to sleep and hasn't really cried any night since then (just whimpered once or twice). He is routinely sleeping between 9 and 11 hours without needing to nurse and now that my body has adjusted to it (it took a few nights of being very uncomfortable before my milk supply adjusted) I'm a new woman!
Wilson is such an incredibly good baby. Sometimes when DH goes to get him in the morning he's laying in the crib awake but not complaining - just looking around. Neither of my girls did that. They both wanted out of the crib the instant they woke up. He loves to suck his thumb now, so he comforts himself a lot without me having to find a pacifier. He LOVES "talking" with people - he tries to imitate the sounds I make to him. He's so friendly. He loves attention from his big sisters. I could go on and on about how sweet he is. I guess I'd better get all this down so I can remind myself how good he is when he hits the "terrible twos" LOL.
Brenna and Haley just celebrated their 5 and 2 year birthdays last week. When I took them for their well-child checkups I asked the dr. about the patches of dry skin on Wilson's arms and legs and she confirmed my suspicion that he has eczema. She gave us Elidel samples to try and it seems to be helping.
I need to clean house since we have dinner guests coming tomorrow, so I'll update more later...
Well, my first Mother's Day as a mom of three was fantastic! We decided to go camping at a state park outside of Atlanta so my sister and parents could come by and visit on Saturday. That morning we took the kids to the GA Renaissance Festival. Brenna loved it - especially the (man-powered) rides! She also enjoyed the rope walker. She put on a show for her daddy and me today that was obviously inspired by that performance at the festival. We went back to our campsite that evening and ate hamburgers with my family, then on Mother's Day we let the kids play in the lake for awhile before coming back home. Then I got one of my best Mother's Day presents - Wilson finally started rolling all over the place! He's been rolling onto his side and I suspected earlier that he was rolling, but I hadn't seen him do it, so I got to actually witness it on Mother's Day!
Other changes - he is loving his cereal at night! For several weeks he's just been tolerating it, but the past week or so he has really started enjoying it and eating more. He found his feet a week or so ago, too and just stared at them and tried to grab them - it was so much fun to watch! He also discovered the baby in the mirror just tonight while I was giving him his bath. He saw his reflection and started grinning at it and was fascinated when the "other" baby grinned back. I absolutely love watching babies grow during their first year! Everything is new and exciting and they're so innocent! It's hard to look at Wilson now and imagine him as a teenager and I guess that's a good thing .
Wilson has also had a problem with eczema on his arms, legs, cheeks and head but it seems to be clearing up with the eczema lotion I've been using.
Can't think of anything else to add at the moment, so until later...