Silas Andre-His birth story

It has been a while since my last post, but if you calculate the time, you can come to the conclusion that I gave birth. Lol!

After EJ's tonillectomy, I had my 10 year reunion that was 3 days of memorable and fun events! Although I was in pain and super tired all the time, it was great to see everyone and to do all the things we worked so hard for. When the last event came along, all my friends were saying, "Les, You can give birth now!". And two days later...I did.

Here's the story...

I had to see my doctor because I had experienced light spotting. I asked my mom to drive me so she accompanied me during the appointment. While there, I was shocked to see that my Doctor had a wrist brace on! He explained that he fractured his hand while at the annual Relay For Life event over the weekend. I explained to him what I was feeling, and told him that I also had tiny spotting. Because of this, he had me hooked up to the fetal monitor and we scheduled the cesarean for June 12th. He told me he will not be able to perform my cesarean on the scheduled date because of his injury. I was at 37 weeks.

That night, I had terrible back pains. Much more uncomfortable than what I had already been enduring during the past months. It was so bad that I couldn't even walk. And when I used the restroom, I noticed I passed my mucous plug.

The next morning, I called my clinic and told my doctor what I was feeling and was told to come in to be checked. She told me I needed to go to the hospital to be monitored there. My mom was with me at the clinic, and she immediately called my husband to tell him I needed to be admitted. He picked me up from the clinic and we went straight to the hospital. While I was hooked up to the monitors, after all the preliminary checks, the nurse came in and told me I am having contractions. I was surprised because I couldn’t tell. The nurse pointed to the pain chart and asked me where was I in terms of pain. I was still at the semi smiley face…the one right after the extremely happy one. Lol.

Silas' First picture with mommy and daddy!

The doctor who was overseeing my care came in about an hour later and told me that since I’m in active labor, the cesarean would have to be done that day.

So my husband called everyone and my parents and in laws came to visit.

The anesthesiologist came in and talked to me about the anesthesia. He described sensations that are normal after having a spinal tap. I was wheeled to the OR and everything happened so quickly. I was given the spinal tap, and quickly fell numb from the neck down. They gave me oxygen. My husband finally came in and was all scrubbed up. Doc started the cesarean, and I started to feel my chest getting heavy. There was a sharp pain on my right shoulder socket area. I started to freak out a bit. The anesthesiologist was standing by behind me right where my head was resting. I told him what I was feeling and he just told me to take deep breaths. I then felt the pulling and tugging. Shortly afterwards, I heard the cries of my sweet baby boy. Doc brought him over to me and I laid my teary eyes on him.

First thought that came to my head was he had a full head of hair! And he was huge! While he was being weighted, measured and cleaned up, I heard everyone in the room was making comments “9 lbs 2 oz” “21 inches” “big boy!”, A lot of hair”. The first thing I said, “Where’s his back pack? He looks ready for school!”. Everyone laughed. My husband kissed me, told me he loved me and went to see our new blessing. He brought him over to me. Silas opened his beautiful eyes. I kissed him and still with tears in my eyes, I told him I love him. A nurse was kind enough to take a picture of the three of us.

I fell in love again on May 30^th, 2012 4:00pm.

Tonsils exit stage left!

It's definitely been a while since my last post and here are a few things why...the pregnancy, the reunion planning, and my oldest boy's surgery.

It's been crazy, but Im pretty much at the tail end of both. I am opting for a cesearean delivery so all I need to do is pick a date for my baby to be born. I am currently at 35 weeks however, he was measuring 2-3 weeks 'ahead' according to my doctor two weeks ago.

My high school 10 year reunion is also fast approaching and I couldn't be more excited. Instead of the 4 day event, it had been narrowed down to 3: Ladies Night, Family Beach Day and the Main Reunion Event. Booze Cruize was cancelled because a few of the alumi's kids were graduating that day, one of our alumi is scheduled to get married as well. No worries. I'm just super happy it's going to finally happen!

Lastly, my boy had been getting high fevers lately and was recently hospitalized during the first week of April. Upon his recovery and release, we were advised by his pediatrician that we may have to consider taking out his tonsils. His tonsils had been the culprit for his frequent fevers. They are "large" to begin with, imagine when he's sick and they become swollen. So after that was brought up, two weeks later, he was sick again with a sore throat! We decided to have them taken out because at 3 years old, this boy has taken more meds than a junkie would in a week! (Im guessing) but I really don't think my son should be on an antibiotic regime on top of tylenol and motrin every month.

So today, he underwent his procedure. It was very quick! We checked in at 6:30am and his procedure started at 8:00am and we were outta there by 9:15am. Dr. Ji, his anesthesiologist, gave him the sleeping gas and Dr. Fell, his ENT, did his thing-snipped out his tonsils and his adenoids. My husband and I were waiting outside in the lobby. Dr. Fell came out and told us the procedure went great. Dr. Ji called us in as  our boy was coming to. As we approached the bed, he was squirming around like a drunkard trying to figure out what was going on. He cried a bit, but stopped a few moments after I had him in my arms. The nurses told us that he was extremely cooperative and such a good boy! I'm glad. And am actually not surprised, as much as this boy is used to medical procedures and with his high tolerance for pain, he doesn't even cry when getting his blood drawn!

I was relieved that we had the procedure done because I saw his tonsils that they had taken out. They were in a baggie on the foot of his bed. They looked like they could belong to an adult! It's no wonder why this kid was always sick. Imagine the bacteria that gets stuck in there.

We got home, and I knew he was still on morphine. So I gave him pediasure and water, lots of it. He didn't even flinch when he swallowed the fluids. Within two hours later, he was talking and playing like he never went through surgery. I asked if anything hurts, he said "no". For lunch we braved giving him mashed potatoes and gravy...He practically inhaled the whole thing (1.5 containers from KFC)!

I hope he does well in the next two weeks of recovery!! I'm so proud of my brave tonsil-free boy!

Hospitals and Clinics

April sucks so far.

EJ was sick last week and was admitted into the hospital for almost 3 days. We brought him to the Emergency room because his temp went up to 104 and he seemed to be fading in and out and was shivering. Fever seizure. Scared the shit out of me. He was diagnosed at the hospital with a pneumonia, fever and tonsilitis.

Crazy thing was, 2 hours before bringing him to the hospital, we were getting him checked at his pediatrician's clinic. We were talking about his tonsils. They are naturally big. If it becomes a problem and he becomes sick with a sore throat more than 3 times a year, then we will have to get them taken out.

Kevin and I stayed with him at the hospital. Luckily, we were the only ones in the room. it was a double occupancy room so we each had a fold out chair/bed. They were not comfortable at all. but after all the minimum hours of sleep, nurse rounds, medication, we were relieved to have him released and that he was going to be fine.

Then comes this week. I get sick. grrr.

Tuesday, I start to have a dry cough and as the day progressed, cold sweats and body aches crept up too. I asked to go home. It's Thursday, and i'm still home and feel crappy. At least the body aches have been kept at bay. What sucks is that as the body aches dissipated, what came in its place is a stye in my left eye. so not cool.

Here we are, third trimester.

The last of the 2nd

Here we are. Week 24-last week of my 6th month, the last week of my second trimester.

I've been going to the gym 5 times a week. I would do a brisk walk on a medium incline for 45 min with a 5 min. cool down. It gets really boring and I notice I become super ADD as time goes by, so I devised a plan, er 'trick'.

Since I loved watching Desperate Housewives a few years back, I decided to put my Ipad to good use and pick up where I left off. I downloaded the season I stopped watching. I would watch one episode on my Ipad as I walk. Each episode is about 43 minutes long, so i'm distracted for the amount of time I need to be.

My coworkers started going to the gym as well. Recently we tried Zumba (despite doctor's orders against it). I did it before, but haven't taken a class for about a year. So I participated, but refrained from 'giving it my all' so to speak. As in, i didn't jump as high or shake as much as what would look normal. lol. We all enjoyed it so much, we gave Body Jam and Sh'Bam a try (all cardio dance classes), too! Now we're regulars.

Silas has been very active lately. Despite the shallow breaths, difficulty bending down, the increased 'waddling', and the sleepless nights I am happy. His kicks and jabs are what help me get by pregnancy's not-so-pretty moments. <3

Btw. Aside from turing 24 weeks, I turned 28 years :)

The "ugly" of pregnancy

Week 19.

I swear I feel like an ugly blimp.

My face is breaking out but I can't use some acne treatments because of the ingredients. 

My prepregnancy shirts that I swore would be stretchy enough to cover me til the third trimester are now all short.

My prepregnancy clothes still fit, but my outfit choices are either a hit or miss. Maternity clothes are super and ridiculously priced.

My mood swings are treacherous, mostly ending up in tears. And once I'm calm, i end up looking stoned due to the eye puffiness and redness.

When I'm at the gym I see these skinny non pregnant girls and wish I had a plate of fatty, greasy food to feed them.

I'm clumsy enough as it is when I'm not pregnant imagine how it is now.

My "pregnancy brain" is rearing it's ugly head making me forget the simplest things. I feel stupid.

When people see me, they either say, "youre so biiig!" like it's supposed to be a compliment. Depending on my mood, I want to tell them to "fuck off". . You may be talking about by belly, but please, do all pregnant women out there, be specific. Other days, its' cool (mood swings, remember?).

Grrrr.

Kick Push

Last night was sweet.

I've been feeling our baby move inside of me for a week or so.  I was certain you are not able to feel the movements from the outside.

He couldn't stop moving last night. I told hubby that baby boy is breakdancing. Once hubby placed his hand on my baby bump, he felt baby boy move!

My favorite part of being pregnant :)

Fifteen

Here we are 15 weeks in and at the end of 2011. The holidays have been cra-zy! I've put of working out because of all the hustle and bustle of the Christmas season. In addition, every time I plan to go to the gym, I find myself so hungry, that I focus more on finding nourishment. Lol. I should really get back on a scheduled meal plan.

In other news, we have come up with a name. Wether the baby is a boy or a girl, we will name him/her Camden. If the baby is a girl, she will be Kamdyn Lase. If A boy, then Camden. The second name for a boy is still undecided. Top picks are: Camden Travis, Camden Rezner...yeah we're not sure yet.

I would like to have a girl so I can have a 'set'. But I'd be happy either way. I just want a pedi/shopping partner ( granted we do get along) and I want kevin to have a 'princess'. However I know, boy or girl, I just want him/her happy and healthy. Anyone want to start placing bets?

Here's my month 4 pic... Went to the beach for R&R with one of my BFs, Tash, who is here on vacation. This was taken at Fujita. Title: "baby bump buoy" lol.