Thursday, January 6, 2011

Scariest Day of My Life

Officially. I would say it was the worst day of my life, but I'm trying to stay positive and realize it could have been so much worse.

It all started when little Stevie had his 2 week check-up with the pediatrician. When we saw the nurse to measure and weigh him, she looked really concerned and asked "Is he OK?" I was kind of puzzled by the question, but told her yes, he was probably just fussy because we had to take all his clothes off. She said that he looked really blue to her. I told her sometimes when he cried really hard, he would turn a little blue, but it didn't seem abnormal to me. Probably because he would always calm down quickly and return to his regular color. She sent the doc in who had some more specific questions for us. Was he eating normally? Pooping? Peeing? Throwing up? All standard stuff, and everything sounded normal from external appearances. She listened to his heart for a long time and tested the oxygen in his blood. He seemed OK, but she still wasn't pleased with his "dusky" coloring. She asked that we take him to the emergency room right away.

My husband and I were a bit surprised, but of course we went. They checked us in quickly, started running a bunch of tests with him in my arms, hooked up to all types of machines, and determined that he should be admitted to the NICU right away. At this point, we had no clue what was going on. There was talk of a respiratory condition or possibly even a heart defect. We had to wait outside the NICU as they hooked him up to even more machines and tried to get him sedated so that he'd be comfortable. Within a couple hours, a cardiologist arrived and did an ultrasound of his little heart. It almost killed us waiting for the news and seeing the poor baby looking so sick. It was honestly really hard for us to keep it together at all. There were lots and lots of tears today.

But here's what they had to tell us: Stevie does have a congenital heart defect. It's called "Tetralogy of Fallot with Pulmonary Atresia" Yeah, all those big words didn't mean much to me either. But the cardiologist was really good at explaining so that we could understand. Basically, the baby's Pulmonary Valve never formed. It's one of the major valves in the heart and pumps air to the lungs. He also has a hole in his heart between the left and right side. There is no way to fix it other than heart surgery. The reason he was able to live this long without any symptoms was because all babies are born with an extra vein that supplies blood to the placenta while they are in the womb. Normally, this extra vein closes up once the baby is a few days/weeks old, at which point the heart and all the regular valves take over, getting air to the lungs. His body was using this extra vein to supply blood to the rest of his body and once it started closing, he started losing oxygen, giving him the blue appearance.

So Stevie will be having heart surgery as soon as possible. They will put in a fake valve for now, and when he's about a year old, they will put a more permanent valve and patch the hole in his heart. The positives are that A) The pediatrician caught this in time. It was honestly such a blessing that he had an appointment today because we don't know how long he would've lived had we waited. B) Of all the heart defects to have, this is one that is relatively easy to fix and the success rate of surgery is very high. The surgeons deal with this type of defect every day. C) The nurses keep telling us how strong he is. He's a little fighter and should recovery fairly quickly. He's been very stable so far and looking good.

Now Daddy & I are getting ready to have him transported to the Children's Hospital. It's nearly impossible to look at his tiny body and keep it all in perspective, but we are trying really hard. We are just asking everyone to send a few extra prayers our way that he will be OK. That my husband and I can find comfort during this time. That the doctors are making the best decisions and will have steady hands during his procedure. That the baby will know we are there and loving him, even though he can't really respond right now.

Like I said, scariest day of my life.

Friday, December 31, 2010

This Week in Parenthood...

Baby: He opened his eyes for the first time. He lost a whole pound, but gained 8 ounces back. He was a little jaundice, but nothing that the pediatrician was concerned about. He's struggling with breastfeeding (I was told he was a hand-sucker in the womb, so that apparently makes him want to kill me every time I try and feed him.) He works pretty hard to pick that head up and in doing so, makes the best little grunting noises.

Parents: Wiped out (!) and trying to cope with the fact that we will no longer be able to use our weekends to catch up on sleep. We are getting used to our new schedule... or lack thereof. Loving on the little guy as much as possible. Celebrated his first pooh (my, how our priorities have changed!) Appreciating all the love and support we've received.

Mom's Thoughts: I lost all the baby weight already, but my body sure ain't what it used to be. My regular jeans don't fit yet. The weird thing is that it doesn't bother me that much (not yet anyway). Even with the stretch marks and the saggy belly, I feel more beautiful than ever. I feel really proud of myself and even shocked that I'm capable of doing this.

Plus my feet look freakin' fantastic!

Monday, December 27, 2010

Baby's Here!

More to come, but just had to share the news.

Little Stevie P
Born December 23rd, 2010
6:44am
7 lbs 0 oz., 19 1/4 inches long

I am smitten, overwhelmed, exhausted... but most importantly, amazed at what I have experienced and learned in just the last few days.

Ain't he delish???!

Monday, December 20, 2010

Finns, False Labor, & Christmas Spirit

What a week we have had here in little ol' Burbank. My cousin and his girlfriend from Finland came to visit for about 10 days, so I did my best getting them to see all Southern California has to offer - which mostly meant that I dropped them off places and let them sightsee, while I went home and put my swollen feet up.

See what I mean??! My husband calls them loaves of bread and we can't help but laugh.

Last weekend while it was toasty warm, we took the Finns to Santa Monica and some of the beach areas. They thought it was so weird to see Christmas decorations and ice skating in 89 degree weather, but seemed to really enjoy the sunshine (while it lasted). They also spent time at Universal Studios, Disneyland and touring Hollywood on one of those double decker buses. Once the weather started cooling off, I spent a little time with them at the Griffith Park Observatory and the giant mall. When we started getting full-on rain, we went to the movies, out to eat and more shopping. I honestly don't know what else you do here when it rains! But they really seemed to enjoy their time in L.A. and I'm so glad we got to see them. They are now off in Utah to spend Christmas with the rest of my family, so I know they'll have a nice time re-cooperating and relaxing there.

Last night, we trudged out in the rain and had our annual Christmas party with all of our friends. It was such a great evening. Lots of food, lots of laughs, silly santa hats and a gift exchange. I think we've been doing these parties since 2006, so its really become a fun tradition. It was the first time this holiday season where I have felt like Christmas was upon us. Its been a little harder getting in the spirit this year because I haven't decorated the house and I did most of my shopping online to avoid waddling through the crowded stores. Plus we don't really have any plans for the holiday. So it was really nice to put on a little glitter and sit near a Christmas tree. I wish I had some pictures, but (GASP!) my camera is a little broken right now. Grrr...

Well I did get a picture of my "Ho Ho Ho" santa hat. Totally inappropriate but funny, no?

After the party, I slept soundly with a full belly until about 2am. Got up to pee and felt a LOT of pressure in my pelvic area, but that's not exactly anything new, so I went back to sleep. However, randomly through the next couple hours, I would wake up with really bad cramps in my stomach and my back. I think at about 4am, I finally got up and started watching the clock, just in case the pains became more regular. They never really did, so I knew I wasn't in labor. The pains finally subsided around 6am, so I went back to bed. They would pop up again every once in awhile and hurt bad enough to wake me up, but not bad enough to be contractions. So that was a mean little trick! And it made me nervous! As much as I feel like I'm ready to not be pregnant anymore, its still weird thinking once I go into labor I will have an actual BABY to take care of! But hopefully the false labor was a sign that I'm progressing in the right direction.

Today I'm just relaxing, haven't had any more pains. But enjoying a quiet, VERY rainy day with Gadoo, the Beverly Hills Housewives and the fireplace going.

Saturday, December 4, 2010

36 weeks - 9 months along (!!)

Upside: Yes, we hit the 9 MONTH mark! Pretty soon we'll be counting down days instead of weeks. Über-exciting.
Downside: I got my first stretch marks, dangit! They are mostly on the underbelly, but I started using Maderma the day I found them. (That stuff is $35 big ones! Geez.) But hoping the squigglers don't get too much worse.

I don't normally post any pics with this much skin, but whatever. Not
that many people read this blog anyway. Please keep your fingers
crossed that whenever this baby comes (hopefully sooner than later),
the delivery will go smoooooooth.