Ok, so I pretty much fail at keeping up with blogs...but here I am. Orion is almost 2 months old already. Yesterday he went in for his 2 month well child check and had his first set of shots. Seth took him on his own, so I didn't have the "joy" of seeing my poor little baby stabbed by some ruthless nurse. Actually the doctor and nurses are very nice and try very hard to be gentle...I just get a bit upset when someone hurts my child. Anyway, they also weighed and measured him and he is 23" long (50th percentile) 11.4 lbs (50th percentile) and has a 16" mellon (70th percentile). He is getting stronger and stronger every day. I have a feeling he'll be on the move before we know it.
I have just completed my 2nd week back at work. I enjoy my job and all that, but I still hate leaving Orion at child care. He seems happy and content, but I hate not knowing what he does all day...and hate wondering if he's ok and not being able to do much about it. Not to mention the fact that it has made breast feeding very difficult. Have you ever tried to find time to pump in the middle of the day?? Yeah, it pretty much sucks.
Orion does successfully hold his head up and can turn it to look around. He follows things and people around the room with his eyes and/or head all the time. He also has the greatest smile I have ever seen...and his noises can just melt my heart. He is getting closer to sleeping through the night...so hopefully that will happen before too long. The doctor said to just stick to my guns and it can happen in 3 days, but I feel bad leaving my baby in bed to cry. That's just mean.
So that's how things are going for us. I will really try not to wait a month before my next blog. Honestly, a lot of the problem was that I was getting huge bugs with the posting part of blogger, so I couldn't do the blogs from my computer at home. I was very frustrated. I hope everyone else is doing well. Drop me a line to let me know what's new with you. <3 <3
Friday, May 1, 2009
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Almost a month
Well, Orion is now almost a month old. I already can't believe how much his face has changed. I love watching his facial expressions and seeing his personality blossom. I'm still in awe of how someone so small and special can affect me so greatly so quickly. I really don't have much productive to say, considering Orion is pretty young and doesn't do too much other than eat, poop, and sleep...but I just figured I would update and let you know that he is healthy and happy...he's gradually putting on weight like he should be and has finally outgrown the"newborn" sized clothing. We're finally getting into a schedule, but in just over 2 weeks I'll be going back to work....which I am definitely not looking forward to. I knew that I would not want to go back after he was born, but I didn't realize how hard it would be or how bad it would make me feel. I'm really nervous about leaving him in the care of others, but mostly I feel guilty that he will be spending so much time away from me and Seth...I hope to be able to remedy that someday soon, but at this point I know I don't have a choice.....ugh! Anyway, on a more positive note, Orion is sleeping a little more regularly, so hopefully before too long we'll be able to stretch out the feedings at night a little bit so I can actually get some sleep....it's been a month now since I've had a full night's sleep and I'm getting pretty tired....but at the same time I wouldn't give it up for anything in the whole wide world. I feel so loved and extremely blessed to have a beautiful son, and an amazing husband. I can only imagine what the future has in store for us.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Introducing Orion
Ok, so I'm really sorry it has been a while since I last updated my blog. Things have been very busy of course, but I have no excuse....oh....except for the birth of my beautiful son Orion Alexander!!! Orion was born on March 4 at 7:11pm. He weighed 8lbs 9oz and was 20 inches long (with a 15 inch head!). He is perfect in every way imagineable...or maybe I'm just a bit biased. The process seemed to be a long one, but the end result was definitely worth it. I suppose I can explain with my birthing story:
At my last Dr. appointment, they decided that induction should happen in order to prevent preeclampsia or anything like that from happening. I went into the hospital at 8pm on 3/3/09 to start the process. They started with a low doseage of a medicine that I can not remember the name of no matter how many times they tell me. They let the stuff go overnight with me strapped to a couple monitors, which meant nearly no sleep for me. Every time I would get comfortable the monitor for the baby's heartbeat would get moved and sound an alarm since no heartbeat was found. Between that and the nurses coming in pretty consistently I was up almost all night. After about 10 hours, no progress had been made and I was still only 1cm dialated so they decided to step it up a bit with pitocin. They started the pitocin, and the contractions picked up according to the monitor, but I still could feel nothing. The monitor looked like I was in labor, but I could barely feel the contractions or anything else. The doctor came in and checked me a few different times, with no changes at all...they even tried to break my water 4 times with no luck whatsoever. After another 10 hours of treatment with no changes, the doctor said we would do an ultrasound and that would give us one of three options....1. Go home and wait 5 days to try again (which I informed her was NOT an option. I had already been there for almost 24 hours and was not going home without a baby), 2. the baby would be head down and compliant so we'd start another round of the medicine for 24 hours and then do a c-section if there was no result or 3. The baby would be large or not in place and they would just do the c-section. The ultrasound tech came in and after 30 minutes of silent contemplation she left without a word, but not before I caught a glimpse of the paperwork she was carrying....which said my baby was 9lbs 15oz!!!! I was a bit frightened at that point, but still had to wait another 20 minutes for the official results from the Dr. When they came in, the word was that baby was a big ol guy and not actually dropped into the birth canal even though he was head down, so we went for a c-section. They dressed Seth up in a beautiful blue outfit, with his goatee hanging out of the bottom of his mask, and he kissed me and told me he loved me as they paraded me down the hallway to the sterile operating room where I would have to face the epidural all by myself. Honestly I was terrified of the epidural since I had decided I wasn't going to get one and had heard many bad things about them. However, the lady that did mine was great...I didn't feel hardly anything, and it kicked in almost immediately. They laid me out on the table and then brought Seth in at 7:09pm when they started the procedure. At 7:11p I heard "That's a big head...that's a big body....that's a big BOY!" The baby immediately started crying and his head peaked over the surgical curtain. I bawled like a baby and the look on Seth's face was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Seth was told he could go over and watch his son, so he scampered over, camera in hand so he could videotape all of the things that I was missing. They weighed and measured him, the entire time Orion cried up a storm. By 7:25pm I was completely stiched up and holding my newborn son in my arms. I have loved many people in my lifetime...and I loved my husband the moment I first saw him and love him more each and every day...but I never knew that you could love someone so much and so completely from the very second that you meet. Sometimes just watching him sleep it feels like time has stopped and my heart may explode. He is so beautiful and perfect that sometimes I find myself sitting here holding him and holding my breath, because I'm afraid that he'll blow away if I breath too loudly. I know it probably sounds insane, but I also know that I will do everything in my power to give him the best life I can. I am blessed with great friends and family who love and support us....but mostly I am blessed with the gift of being a mother. I know in my heart that this is the most important thing I have ever done or ever will do. I only hope that he will love me and his amazing father as much as we love him. Ok, so at this point I really feel like I am rambling...so sorry about that. I just had to get some things out there. I wish you all a blessed and fabulous day, and will continue to update as my son grows and changes. Believe me, this story has just begun.
At my last Dr. appointment, they decided that induction should happen in order to prevent preeclampsia or anything like that from happening. I went into the hospital at 8pm on 3/3/09 to start the process. They started with a low doseage of a medicine that I can not remember the name of no matter how many times they tell me. They let the stuff go overnight with me strapped to a couple monitors, which meant nearly no sleep for me. Every time I would get comfortable the monitor for the baby's heartbeat would get moved and sound an alarm since no heartbeat was found. Between that and the nurses coming in pretty consistently I was up almost all night. After about 10 hours, no progress had been made and I was still only 1cm dialated so they decided to step it up a bit with pitocin. They started the pitocin, and the contractions picked up according to the monitor, but I still could feel nothing. The monitor looked like I was in labor, but I could barely feel the contractions or anything else. The doctor came in and checked me a few different times, with no changes at all...they even tried to break my water 4 times with no luck whatsoever. After another 10 hours of treatment with no changes, the doctor said we would do an ultrasound and that would give us one of three options....1. Go home and wait 5 days to try again (which I informed her was NOT an option. I had already been there for almost 24 hours and was not going home without a baby), 2. the baby would be head down and compliant so we'd start another round of the medicine for 24 hours and then do a c-section if there was no result or 3. The baby would be large or not in place and they would just do the c-section. The ultrasound tech came in and after 30 minutes of silent contemplation she left without a word, but not before I caught a glimpse of the paperwork she was carrying....which said my baby was 9lbs 15oz!!!! I was a bit frightened at that point, but still had to wait another 20 minutes for the official results from the Dr. When they came in, the word was that baby was a big ol guy and not actually dropped into the birth canal even though he was head down, so we went for a c-section. They dressed Seth up in a beautiful blue outfit, with his goatee hanging out of the bottom of his mask, and he kissed me and told me he loved me as they paraded me down the hallway to the sterile operating room where I would have to face the epidural all by myself. Honestly I was terrified of the epidural since I had decided I wasn't going to get one and had heard many bad things about them. However, the lady that did mine was great...I didn't feel hardly anything, and it kicked in almost immediately. They laid me out on the table and then brought Seth in at 7:09pm when they started the procedure. At 7:11p I heard "That's a big head...that's a big body....that's a big BOY!" The baby immediately started crying and his head peaked over the surgical curtain. I bawled like a baby and the look on Seth's face was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Seth was told he could go over and watch his son, so he scampered over, camera in hand so he could videotape all of the things that I was missing. They weighed and measured him, the entire time Orion cried up a storm. By 7:25pm I was completely stiched up and holding my newborn son in my arms. I have loved many people in my lifetime...and I loved my husband the moment I first saw him and love him more each and every day...but I never knew that you could love someone so much and so completely from the very second that you meet. Sometimes just watching him sleep it feels like time has stopped and my heart may explode. He is so beautiful and perfect that sometimes I find myself sitting here holding him and holding my breath, because I'm afraid that he'll blow away if I breath too loudly. I know it probably sounds insane, but I also know that I will do everything in my power to give him the best life I can. I am blessed with great friends and family who love and support us....but mostly I am blessed with the gift of being a mother. I know in my heart that this is the most important thing I have ever done or ever will do. I only hope that he will love me and his amazing father as much as we love him. Ok, so at this point I really feel like I am rambling...so sorry about that. I just had to get some things out there. I wish you all a blessed and fabulous day, and will continue to update as my son grows and changes. Believe me, this story has just begun.
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| Orion Alexander Doty |
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Week 38--Changes and Developments.
Ok, so I am way behind this week...but here I am!! This week has been very busy trying to prepare for my maternity leave and everything else. I had a Dr. appointment yesterday that went uneventfully, and may actually have the baby's room ready (for the most part). As far as baby goes, this week there are a few little things happening:
- Baby will be growing an ounce a day
- Baby's intestines continue to accumulate meconium
- The circumference of the head and the abdomen are about the same size (Ouch!!)
- The testicles have descended into the scrotum (for boys)
- The labia are completely developed (for girls).
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Dr. Appointment 2/18/2009
I had another Dr. appointment yesterday and it went pretty uneventfully. I lost 3 pounds this week...my blood pressure is fine....and they didn't even check my blood sugar because they won't start me on anything for it anyway at this point! The baby's heart beat is still going strong. That's about all that they did. Next week they will actually check my cervix and if I haven't gone into labor they may try to induce me at the end of next week. However, if my cervix isn't favorable they'll wait another week to get closer to my due date. At this point it's all up to the cervix. My best guarantee to have a baby in the next week.....to go into labor all on my own. So that's my goal for the next week. Who's up for it? Anyone have any marvelous ideas??
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Week 37--Developments and Changes.
Welcome to another lovely week in our pregnancy. I am still loving being pregnant, but I hate the Dr. and hospital enough that I am ready to be done. There are a few developments this week as we wait for baby to come out.
- Baby continues to develop fat at the rate of half an ounce a day
- Baby is getting rounder every day because of that fat!
- The baby's skin is getting pinker and losing its wrinkly appearance
- Baby continues to practice breathing movements.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Pregnancy Phenomenon #2: Baby Brain
Yesterday I discussed a phenomenon that happens to people around pregnant women, which I called "foot-in-mouth disease." Now, I don't want those people who are NOT pregnant to feel picked on, so today I'm going to share one that actually happens directly TO the pregnant woman in question....which in this case happens to be me. I call it BABY BRAIN (queue scary music). While I personally thought that this was just a myth when I first got pregnant, after several months of denial and hiding from the truth, I finally have to face the inevitable. My brain has literally turned into mush. At first it seemed like nothing too major, but it has gradually gotten worse and worse.
The first time I noticed my baby brain kicking in, I was sitting in my office at work and realized that I didn't know where my keys were. I began looking through the pockets of my coat and pants, searching all through the drawers and shelves, and was really starting to get nervous. About that time my boss walked in and asked me what I needed. I told her I had lost my keys, and she proceeded to pick them up off of my desk, right next to the keyboard I had been using to type all day, and handed them to me. I know she thought I had lost my mind. Unfortunately I didn't realize that would only be the beginning of the trouble. Since that time I have taken a wrong turn on my way to work after dropping Seth off (which I do 5 days a week) at least 3 times...lost my keys again....forgotten where I parked....started a sentence or a story, just to realize that I don't know where I was going, or even what I was talking about......put my shoes on the wrong feet....worn my clothing inside out....the list goes on and on. However, baby brain reached its peak with me this week. In one day I had several episodes of "baby brain" kicking in...with the final straw being me sitting in the bathtub, which I had already drained, and realizing that I still had BOTH shampoo and conditioner still in my hair. (Honestly, I would tell you about the other occurrences from that day.....but I can not remember. I had to go ask Seth about them.....yeah).
I have always been a list maker (in fact I have a list of the prego phenomenons I want to blog about sitting here at my desk)....but I have a feeling that for the next couple weeks (or less!!!) my life and my sanity may depend heavily on those lists to keep me in line. I only hope that no one comes across my list of how to take a shower....step by step.
The first time I noticed my baby brain kicking in, I was sitting in my office at work and realized that I didn't know where my keys were. I began looking through the pockets of my coat and pants, searching all through the drawers and shelves, and was really starting to get nervous. About that time my boss walked in and asked me what I needed. I told her I had lost my keys, and she proceeded to pick them up off of my desk, right next to the keyboard I had been using to type all day, and handed them to me. I know she thought I had lost my mind. Unfortunately I didn't realize that would only be the beginning of the trouble. Since that time I have taken a wrong turn on my way to work after dropping Seth off (which I do 5 days a week) at least 3 times...lost my keys again....forgotten where I parked....started a sentence or a story, just to realize that I don't know where I was going, or even what I was talking about......put my shoes on the wrong feet....worn my clothing inside out....the list goes on and on. However, baby brain reached its peak with me this week. In one day I had several episodes of "baby brain" kicking in...with the final straw being me sitting in the bathtub, which I had already drained, and realizing that I still had BOTH shampoo and conditioner still in my hair. (Honestly, I would tell you about the other occurrences from that day.....but I can not remember. I had to go ask Seth about them.....yeah).
I have always been a list maker (in fact I have a list of the prego phenomenons I want to blog about sitting here at my desk)....but I have a feeling that for the next couple weeks (or less!!!) my life and my sanity may depend heavily on those lists to keep me in line. I only hope that no one comes across my list of how to take a shower....step by step.
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