Thursday, April 28, 2011

WAKE UP!!

So this morning at 1:30am I was woken up.  No big deal, right?  I have a 5week old.  WRONG!  I was not woken up by a baby human, I was woken up by a baby bird!!  The evil huntress, also known as Lexi our cat, drug in a baby bird and was holding it captive in our bathroom!  I woke Cameron up, and very much against his will he rescued the baby from Lexi.  Then we looked at each other with a "now what" look.  We all know that I am a bleeding heart, so we had to save it!  I got a box and a hand towel and we put the baby in for safe keeping.  I didn't want Lexi to get any more babies so I blocked the doggie door and put her in the garage.  After I put Dax back to sleep when he finished his 5:30am feeding it was beginning to get light.  I figured it was safe to let Lexi roam free.  I was all tied up pumping when I heard Lexi tear through the doggie door with an ANGRY mommy bird in tow.  I shouted for Cameron to help, but with the bedroom door shut and our plethora of white noise makers roaring, he couldn't hear me.  I tried to quickly unhook myself and ran for Cameron's help.  Once again, he got up against his will.  We searched the house for Lexi and found her with another baby bird!  We wrestled baby number two away from her and put him in the box with his brother or sister.  Needless to say, the doogie door will remained blocked...until the babies fledge.  Hopefully that will only be a week?  Dax and I drove the babies to the Texas Wildlife Rehabilitation Center this morning.  I hope the babies get the care they need and will be released soon! 

Dax's First Play Date

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Dax's First Easter

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Dax's First Month of Pictures

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Thursday, April 21, 2011

Mommy-ville

It will be 4 weeks tomorrow that I became a mommy!  I still can't believe it!  Probably because ever since Dax made his arrival known, my life has felt like one long day with a series of short naps!  I have NO idea how all of these mommies blog regularly!  As you can see, I haven't blogged ONCE since Dax's birthday, 3/25/11.
My goal is to blog once a week, and I feel like that is very ambitious!  As for now, let me see if I can do a quick update of our last almost 4 weeks.
So starting week 36 of my pregnancy Dr. Bertles was concerned with my elevated BP.  At our appointment on March 24 we were prepared to discuss the options as far as induction went.  However, doc had other plans.  Once she saw my blood pressure that day, she came into the exam room and without any pleasentries informed us that we had two hours before we needed to be at the hospital.  Baby was coming out...NOW.  Cameron and I were, uh, shocked.  We showered, finished packing, scarfed down Whataburger and headed to L&D!
I spent all of Thursday night having my cervix prepped for delivery.  They inserted tablets to soften me up.  I was hooked up to an IV, contraction monitor, fetal monitor, and had my BP monitered every 15 minutes, needless to say neither Cameron nor I got even a wink of sleep.  And thus began the sleep deprevation!
Friday AM at 6, they started the petocin drip.  Dr. Bertles broke my water, gross, at 7am.  I had my epidural at 8am and contracted all day until 3:40.  THEN I finally got to start pushing!  I only had to push for 20 minutes, thankfully because that was the HARDEST thing I've ever done, before Dax popped out at a whopping 8lbs 10oz and 20.75in long!  Dax had a major bruise on the crown of his head from hitting my pelvis during contractions.  I felt like mother of the year for that.  The nurses informed us that as his body broke down the burise the body garbage may lead to jaundice.
Saturday AM they circumcised Dax and then informed me that I could go home a day early since everyone was doing so well!  BIG MISTAKE!  Saturday night was the worst night of our lives!!  Lots of crying, and NO sleeping.
Sunday AM we had to go back to the hospital so Dax could retake the hearing screening that he failed the previous day.  Talk about stressful.  I was a nervous wreck.  Throughout the entire test I prayed.  But I wasn't praying the right thing.  Just as Dax was about to fail the test for a second time, it dawned on me what to pray...for God's will to be done.  And as I prayed those words, Dax passed his hearing test!  Glory to God!  It was that moment that I realized that Dax was going to be teaching me a lot about faith.
We stupidly sent my mom home Saturday evening.  At about 3am on Sunday AM I was on the phone begging her to come back.  She stayed the week and was a tremendous help!
Sunday afternoon I noticed that Dax looked a little yellow.  We spoke with Dr. McGraw, the on-call doctor at Town and Country Pediatrics.  She was incredibly patient and helpful.  With that being said, she scard the pee out of me.  She was concerned with Dax's lack of diaper output and his large size.  She informed us that we had two hours to get him to pee, or we were heading to the ER.  Cameron and I RACED out to buy formula, just to supplement.  It worked like a charm!  Dodged that bullet!
Monday AM we were heading to the doctor as a billi-baby.  That means Dax was jaundice.  And having jaundice means that you go to the doctor everyother day AND get blood drawn.  My milk came in Monday after the doctor's appointment, thankfully.  But to rid his body of the garbage faster, I continued to supplement with formula.  Two weeks and countless trips to the doctor later, we were no longer dubbed a billi-baby!  WAHOO!  No more jaundice!     
I had no idea what mothering a newborn was going to be like.  I think I had false expectations that Dax couldn't possibly live up to.  It has taken me 4weeks, but I have finally figured out that A: my life is no longer my own, it belongs to Dax, B: this is his world and I'm just producing milk in it, C: newborns just cry and it's not necessarily colic, acid reflux, gas or anything else you want to blame it on, and D: according to all of my mommy friends, this is just a phase and everyone promises that "it will get better!"
Well, that is the VERY short version of our first almost 4 weeks of a family with a newborn!  Check out my photo story below of our hospital adventure!
We also did an in-house photo shoot with our wedding photographer.  This is the link to check out his pics!
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