In The Hospital...Again...

Well, we are back in the hospital again; this time I am not the patient. The patient is our lovely little lady, Emmy. I took her in on Tuesday the 30th after noticing some irregular breathing, heart rate and color changes. Not things you want to see in your baby.

She is currently on IV antibiotics and monitoring to make sure her vital signs stay normal. She does NOT have RSV, but the doctors suspect a bacterial infection of some sort.

We rang in the new year sleeping on separate cots under the lights and blinking of monitors. Not quite the way I pictured our New Year's celebration.

Please keep us in your thoughts and prayers. Pray for a quick recovery for Emmy and for strength, patience and rest for her Mommy and Daddy.

A

She Has Arrived!!!

I see that my last post was Sunday December 7th. I was going a LETTLE nuts that day. Would have been nice to know I was delivering in 2 days. I might have been a tad more relaxed.

So here goes...

Monday the 8th I had an ultrasound which showed our little girl was not growing well at all. She went from the 18% to less than 10% in two weeks...NOT GOOD. So, they decided to induce me.

Then ensued a brouhaha over the state of my IV and the possiblities of any IV access. I am normally a very vascularly blessed person. Phlebotomists LUV me. However. Thanks to the pre-eclampsia my vessels were less than cooperative. Let's just say I'll have the bruises for a few more weeks.

The day proceeded without much fuss and they decided since things weren't moving along they would give me a sleeping pill and start afresh in the morning.

Anyone have Ambien before??? Me either. I'm SOLD. I've doled it out many a time to patients on hospital bedrest but had never tried it myself. No side effects, and NO drowsyness. I was very pleased.

So, Tuesday morning I woke up refreshed, got yet ANOTHER IV (why not, the bruising really should be bilateral, right?) and we got ready for a more eventful day. First off I got a lovely epidural from a stellar anesthesiologist (my OB's wanted to keep my blood pressure down during labor, which meant NO PAIN...um...OK!). I was 4 cm so I had my OB pop my bag, then took a short 20 min rest time and was ready to deliver. Woot woot!

I huffed and puffed until my OB arrived and Emmy was born a short 15 minutes later:



She was whisked away rather quickly for evaluation as she was not tolerating labor all that nicely near the end. She recovered well and weighed in at a whopping 5 lbs 2 oz. I know, HUGE huh? What can I say, I make pipsqueak children.

Mama is relieved her baby girl is OK:



Papa is proud:



And Emmy better get used to being kissed:



Bubbalu is not quite sure why Mama is holding a baby:



But check it out! We now have a daughter:



Merry Christmas to everyone...

A

Hospital Caroling...

Sung to the tune of 'Jingle Bells':

Sausage toes, sausage toes, swelling all the way

Oh what fun it is to wear flip flops in the snow - hey!

Sausage toes, sausage toes, swelling every day,

Oh what fun it is to wear flip flops in the snow.

Can't put on my shoes, my socks are really tight,

starting to get frustrated about my swelling plight.

I then look in the mirror and see a scary sight,

my face looks like a marshmallow, my skin is just as white!

OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Sausage toes, sausage toes, swelling all the way

Oh what fun it is to wear flip flops in the snow - hey!

Sausage toes, sausage toes, swelling every day,

Oh what fun it is to wear flip flops in the snow.

Thank you for joining us today on Hospital Caroling with Amanda.  We have discovered that comedic relief really DOES work!

A