This has been such a crazy time. We've been going through so many issues here since having the baby. We haven't dealt with these issues before.
First of all, when Mark was a week old, we discovered lice in the kids head. All of them. My stomach was turning. I went and got the stuff from Rite Aid, and did the treatment. I combed the nits out of their head, and 4 days later, still lice. The eggs hatched, so the otc stuff didn't kill the nits. The comb that came with the kits just isn't catching all of them. So, off to the dr we go. I took Nina for her bloodwork and we had to go to the ped to get Mark weighed and get her head checked, sure enough...lice was still there. I did 3 treatments with the shampoo on each of their heads at this point. So, we get an rx. Brian had to order it because it's a newer medication and no other pharmacy has it. We'll get it Monday after 2, and each kid will have their own bottle. It's going to cost us $150 for this. Just what we need. It better work. Dr A couldn't prescribe the normal shampoo they use for lice because of Mark. I can't wait to be done with this fiasco.
Now onto Mark. It's been two weeks since I've had my meds, they are completely out of my system. I've been doing well, normal postpartum hormones and all that, lots of stress with the lice, trying to sanitize the house, mounds of laundry every day, etc. I've had some bouts of tears, but who wouldn't.
I took Mark to get weighed last Friday (today is Sunday), and he's still 6lbs 10oz. Dr.A told me to put him on Enfamil Gentle Ease formula. My heart broke. He didn't tolerate the formula in the hospital, and is doing so well nursing. He has plenty of wet/poopy diapers, hardly spits up, is very content on the breastmilk. He's just not gaining weight like they want. He also has GERD, and GERD babies are slow gainers based on my research.
I've shed lots of tears Friday because he wouldn't take the bottle from me, he made faces, spit out the formula, threw up what he swallowed, freaked out, was frantic until I nursed him. He did take some formula from Bob, so that was good. Hopefully he gained something by tomorrow, because I'm really stressing out. I want to do what's best for the baby, and my gut is telling me that the formula is not the best seeing how he reacts to it. Hopefully the little bit he takes will help him to gain.
Stress. Stress. Stress. We need to eliminate the stress as much as we can so I do well off my meds. I need to see what I can do to make the days go smoother, eliminate the fighting between the kids, get the baby to gain weight, just enjoy life and my family. There has to be something I can do that will be good for all of us. All it takes is something small to get me into a tizzy, where I want to cry. I just want to be happy.
My mom and hubby are happy that I'm off my meds. Dh thinks they are no good, but if it weren't for my meds, I wouldn't have been able to function like I have been. I don't like swinging, especially when most of my swings are low. I've been pretty stable other than the postpartum stuff, I just hope it stays that way.
Until next time....
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Baby Mark is here...off my meds
So, baby Mark is here! I was scheduled for my c-section on August 17th, but he didn't want to wait. My water broke on Friday August 13th at 7am, got to the dr at 8:30 so they can check to make sure, squirted Dr. Keelan LOL, he sent us to the hospital. We got there about 9 or so, I was prepped and in for the section at 10:20. Dr Alexander was on and had a tough time getting through the scar tissue, and then had a tough time getting the baby out. She had to use the vacuum and at 10:52, baby Mark entered the world.
He was 6lbs 12oz and 19 in long. He is such a cutie pie!!! We had a rough first few days though as he had bouts of apnea and turned blue and dusky a few times, so he ended up in special care nursery. My 3rd baby I didn't have with me after giving birth. It was so hard, but we got through. My meds weren't compatible with breastfeeding, so they formula fed him in the hospital. He had lots of issues with acid reflux and spitting so they put him on Alimentum, which is a hypoallergenic formula and the most expensive on the market. I was prepared to go off my meds to breastfeed him, but I ran out steam to argue with the pediatricians and nurses.
I came home on Monday the 16th and he came home on the 17th. I went off my meds so I can nurse him, and the breast milk really agrees with him. He does not spit up, no more than normal anyway. He came home on an apnea monitor because of his issues in the hospital. We go to the apnea center on Sept 2nd to see what the next step is.
I'm doing well off the meds, but it's only been 6 days. I'm having a tough time dealing with stress, but what new mom doesn't? Tomorrow I have to call Dr. Kargman to inform him I'm off my meds. The thing is, I know what to look for, and if I have to go back on them, then so be it...but I want to do what's best for the baby and right now that's breastfeeding. I don't think everyone realizes how important it is to me. In any case, he's doing really well since being home.
The kids love Mark to pieces. They fight over who is going to hold him and when and for how long. They are adjusting well to our new family member. I'm really glad things are going so well. We just need to get them to keep their room clean. As soon as I'm able, Bob wants me to move their furniture back the way it was although I don't know when that will be.
Well, that's about all. I'll be putting up pictures of Mark in another post. See ya later.
He was 6lbs 12oz and 19 in long. He is such a cutie pie!!! We had a rough first few days though as he had bouts of apnea and turned blue and dusky a few times, so he ended up in special care nursery. My 3rd baby I didn't have with me after giving birth. It was so hard, but we got through. My meds weren't compatible with breastfeeding, so they formula fed him in the hospital. He had lots of issues with acid reflux and spitting so they put him on Alimentum, which is a hypoallergenic formula and the most expensive on the market. I was prepared to go off my meds to breastfeed him, but I ran out steam to argue with the pediatricians and nurses.
I came home on Monday the 16th and he came home on the 17th. I went off my meds so I can nurse him, and the breast milk really agrees with him. He does not spit up, no more than normal anyway. He came home on an apnea monitor because of his issues in the hospital. We go to the apnea center on Sept 2nd to see what the next step is.
I'm doing well off the meds, but it's only been 6 days. I'm having a tough time dealing with stress, but what new mom doesn't? Tomorrow I have to call Dr. Kargman to inform him I'm off my meds. The thing is, I know what to look for, and if I have to go back on them, then so be it...but I want to do what's best for the baby and right now that's breastfeeding. I don't think everyone realizes how important it is to me. In any case, he's doing really well since being home.
The kids love Mark to pieces. They fight over who is going to hold him and when and for how long. They are adjusting well to our new family member. I'm really glad things are going so well. We just need to get them to keep their room clean. As soon as I'm able, Bob wants me to move their furniture back the way it was although I don't know when that will be.
Well, that's about all. I'll be putting up pictures of Mark in another post. See ya later.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Stability
Yeah, my life has been pretty stable. No mood swings, nothing drastic anyway. Life is smooth sailing, we have 9 days until the blessed event of our 7th baby's birth. My meds are all the same, and I plan on continuing them after the baby's birth. His name is Mark Anthony and they are expecting him to weigh around 8lbs, but we'll see. I have an amazing u/s picture that shows his face so clearly, he is Allie's clone. They look identical. I am on bedrest though, and I have to drink tons of water or whatever. I have polyhydramnios, which is an excess of anmiotic fluid. The number is supposed to be 18 or lower and I'm at 24., so I've been going for weekly u/s so the dr can keep an eye on the baby.
So my cection is scheduled for Aug 17th, which is Tammy's birthday and Amy's anniversary. It's a good day to have a baby :) . Dr. Filardo is the delivering doctor, we totally love her. I've been feeling rather well...I had a bout with pulled rib muscles that lasted a few months. It was so painful!!! Thank goodness that is over with. This summer has been so hot it's not even funny. I've been dying in this heat, not wanting to leave the house unless I totally have to.
Hubby is still not working. We are anticipating work in September sometime, so it's been very helpful having him home while I've been going through this pregnancy stuff. It'll be great having him home after the baby is born too, I'm going to need all the help I can get. We are all so very excited for the baby. The room is ready for him, but not as ready as we are :)
Mom and pop got an offer on the house. They've been up for sale for some time now, it's about time someone made an offer. They made a counteroffer so we'll see if they take it. They are looking to move to Brick somewhere and boy is mom excited about that.
Well, that's about all. The kids are doing great, Allie's health is great, she lost 9lbs since her birthday. All that prednisone weight is coming off, slowly but surely. We are looking forward to going back to school. Anna is repeating 3rd grade, so hopefully she'll do better this year than last. Matt is going to middle school, which we are all anxious about, but I'm sure he'll do great!
Until next time....
So my cection is scheduled for Aug 17th, which is Tammy's birthday and Amy's anniversary. It's a good day to have a baby :) . Dr. Filardo is the delivering doctor, we totally love her. I've been feeling rather well...I had a bout with pulled rib muscles that lasted a few months. It was so painful!!! Thank goodness that is over with. This summer has been so hot it's not even funny. I've been dying in this heat, not wanting to leave the house unless I totally have to.
Hubby is still not working. We are anticipating work in September sometime, so it's been very helpful having him home while I've been going through this pregnancy stuff. It'll be great having him home after the baby is born too, I'm going to need all the help I can get. We are all so very excited for the baby. The room is ready for him, but not as ready as we are :)
Mom and pop got an offer on the house. They've been up for sale for some time now, it's about time someone made an offer. They made a counteroffer so we'll see if they take it. They are looking to move to Brick somewhere and boy is mom excited about that.
Well, that's about all. The kids are doing great, Allie's health is great, she lost 9lbs since her birthday. All that prednisone weight is coming off, slowly but surely. We are looking forward to going back to school. Anna is repeating 3rd grade, so hopefully she'll do better this year than last. Matt is going to middle school, which we are all anxious about, but I'm sure he'll do great!
Until next time....
Friday, March 19, 2010
Been very sick
I have been so sick it's not even funny. Turns out a couple of weeks ago, after a trip to the doctor, I had asthmatic bronchitis. I had to go on antibiotics and nebulizer treatments. The cough is still lingering. After all the coughing, last week I totally lost my voice. I am now on day 8 with no voice...so I went to the ENT yesterday. Turns out I have a sinus infection as well as the laryngitis, so he put me on prednisone dose pack for the laryngitis, an antibiotic for the sinus infection and a nasal spray to get rid of all the congestion. Hopefully I'll get my voice back soon, as a talker this is really driving me crazy.
My moods have been really stable...I've been doing great in that department. I am on Lamictal 200mg, Celexa 40mg, Seroquel XR 150mg and Abilify 30mg. Going back on my meds was the best thing I've done this pregnancy. It has definitely helped me be able to function.
The kids are doing great...My good stable moods definitely set the tone in the house. Things couldn't get any better.
My moods have been really stable...I've been doing great in that department. I am on Lamictal 200mg, Celexa 40mg, Seroquel XR 150mg and Abilify 30mg. Going back on my meds was the best thing I've done this pregnancy. It has definitely helped me be able to function.
The kids are doing great...My good stable moods definitely set the tone in the house. Things couldn't get any better.
Monday, March 1, 2010
A pic of me
Hubby was taking pictures the other day and he took a couple of me...one while at the computer and another while I was knitting. I figured I'd share
A best friend lost
I'm now 14 weeks pregnant and feeling much better. At the 12 week mark, I went back on my meds. That totally helped my mood. It was nice to finally get out of bed. During that time, it was nice to know who my true friends were.
M and I have been best friends since we met 8 years ago. Our christianity brought us together. I was having a yard sale 9 years ago and we sold her a fan. The following year, we had another yard sale that she and her mom came to and I invited her in. Her noticing that I'm a christian was an instant connection between us.
We had a lapse in our friendship a few years ago during this same time of year, ironically enough. Our friendship was rekindled after Pope John Paul died. I thought things were going well.
M suffered from anxiety and agoraphobia for a long time. During that time, Krista and I would go over to her house, sometimes bringing lunch. We didn't go too often because M would sleep so much. Apparently I wasn't a good friend during that time, even though I was the only support outside of her husband that she had. No-one else made a big deal about her walking to the end of her driveway alone one day, except me. No-one was proud of her like I was when she started going out. Apparently, that's not good enough.
It all boiled down to one evening a couple of weeks ago. M called me around 9:30pm, after I had taken my meds and was already asleep. She asked me to take her kids for the night because her stepdad was rushed to the hospital and she didn't want to go alone. There were several factors as to why I couldnt' take the kids, but I would've if I could've. That is not understood. After I take my meds, I am out of it and do not feel comfortable with another's child in my care. Her and my hubby don't get along, and I had an ultrasound appt the next morning. I know she would'nt want them in his care, and I had already made a commitment to watch someone else's child the next morning at 8. Apparently I didn't spread myself thin enough, because that broke our friendship.
I was accused of not being remorseful, yet she would not talk to me. She would not tell me how her stepdad was doing, I still don't know if he ok. I was debating on emailing her to tell her my mom does NOT have cancer, but I don't know if she cares. My heart tore in two, a part of me died with the friendship, but the ball was and is in her court. I will not allow myself to be hurt anymore. I will not be a victim, be accused of things that certainly were and are not true.
It's sad that our friendship had to end, especially in the way it had. I wished her and her family well, wanting nothing but health and happiness for them. What do I get back? My daughter coming home from school today telling me that H (M's daughter) told her they couldn't play anymore because "my mom and your mom aren't friends anymore". I think that is something that children do not need to know about, unless they ask.
All in all, I'm finally doing ok. It seems as though she doesn't care, who knows, she wouldn't talk to me, so I can just assume. I have Tammy and my other mom freinds from church....although I don't think I'll ever trust anyone again, not the way I trusted M.
M and I have been best friends since we met 8 years ago. Our christianity brought us together. I was having a yard sale 9 years ago and we sold her a fan. The following year, we had another yard sale that she and her mom came to and I invited her in. Her noticing that I'm a christian was an instant connection between us.
We had a lapse in our friendship a few years ago during this same time of year, ironically enough. Our friendship was rekindled after Pope John Paul died. I thought things were going well.
M suffered from anxiety and agoraphobia for a long time. During that time, Krista and I would go over to her house, sometimes bringing lunch. We didn't go too often because M would sleep so much. Apparently I wasn't a good friend during that time, even though I was the only support outside of her husband that she had. No-one else made a big deal about her walking to the end of her driveway alone one day, except me. No-one was proud of her like I was when she started going out. Apparently, that's not good enough.
It all boiled down to one evening a couple of weeks ago. M called me around 9:30pm, after I had taken my meds and was already asleep. She asked me to take her kids for the night because her stepdad was rushed to the hospital and she didn't want to go alone. There were several factors as to why I couldnt' take the kids, but I would've if I could've. That is not understood. After I take my meds, I am out of it and do not feel comfortable with another's child in my care. Her and my hubby don't get along, and I had an ultrasound appt the next morning. I know she would'nt want them in his care, and I had already made a commitment to watch someone else's child the next morning at 8. Apparently I didn't spread myself thin enough, because that broke our friendship.
I was accused of not being remorseful, yet she would not talk to me. She would not tell me how her stepdad was doing, I still don't know if he ok. I was debating on emailing her to tell her my mom does NOT have cancer, but I don't know if she cares. My heart tore in two, a part of me died with the friendship, but the ball was and is in her court. I will not allow myself to be hurt anymore. I will not be a victim, be accused of things that certainly were and are not true.
It's sad that our friendship had to end, especially in the way it had. I wished her and her family well, wanting nothing but health and happiness for them. What do I get back? My daughter coming home from school today telling me that H (M's daughter) told her they couldn't play anymore because "my mom and your mom aren't friends anymore". I think that is something that children do not need to know about, unless they ask.
All in all, I'm finally doing ok. It seems as though she doesn't care, who knows, she wouldn't talk to me, so I can just assume. I have Tammy and my other mom freinds from church....although I don't think I'll ever trust anyone again, not the way I trusted M.
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