Sunday, December 1, 2013

Starting over...again :)

I decided to take a page from my sister's book and start journaling every day again. I need to. I need to be more accountable. I will be more accountable.

 My last post was 11 very short months ago. I was pregnant with Hulk still....where do I begin to talk about the last 11 months?

April 2013: Hulk was born. It was one of the best days of my life that quickly turned into one of the scariest. I went to work just like I did every day. Hulk was low and killing my pelvis. He was huge for a 36 week baby, hence the name Hulk. Ha. Anyways, I stood up to go pee for the 900th time that day (It was 10am). When I did, I noticed that my pants were wet. I called my doctor immediately. Their advice was to go upstairs and let the L&D RNs check me out. They got me in a gown and check everything. They tested the fluid to make sure everything was okay since I had been leaking since the day before and didn't tell anyone. I told DH not to come up to the hospital yet, we didn't know if I was really in labor and why miss work for a mistake? When the nurse came back she told me I was dilated to a 6 so they were going to keep me but that it wasn't my water that broke. I had been steadily peeing on my self little by little for the last 24 hours. I felt like a dumbass. HAHA But it was time for Hulk to make his debut anyways :) I called the family, everyone showed up. About 15 minutes after my Daddy got there, the baby was here.



At 6:45 PM, 7 lbs 5 oz and 21" long, he was skinny and long. Not quite the Hulk we were thinking he would be had he gone full term. I got to hold him for a second before they took him to the nursery for observation since he wasn't breathing like he should have been. Of course the family stood and watched him for a while before they all went to dinner. About 30 minutes later the NICU nurse came into the room to tell me that Hulk was headed into the NICU. Turns out he had Pulmonary Hypertension, a murmur from 2 holes in his heart and a few other things going on. He was on CPAP and a feeding tube and lots of other lines and tubes and crazy things. I didn't get to see him until I went to the Post Partum room. It was after midnight. I was terrified. I couldn't even hold him. I held him for 2 minutes in his entire 8 hour life. That's it. The incubator was on, the CPAP was humming, IV beeping, his heart monitor was holding a steady rhythm and he looked helpless. We were there for 5 days when the neonate doc said we could go home. While we were getting ready he went into SVT. He did that 2 more times. We ended up there for 10 days total. I didn't get to hold him until day 4. He didn't get to breastfeed until day 6. But I sat up there every day from 8am-6pm and held him and loved him and watched him. Tubes were in and out, he did better and worse, he was tired and losing weight but sweet and cuddly. I cried every time I had to leave him. I have never gone through anything like this in my entire life. He was the biggest baby in that NICU.



It hurt worse that his sister couldn't see him or hold him. She was so sad. The first time she got to see him it was through a window because it was RSV season. He had all of his tubes in, but the doctors and nurses made it happen. DH wheeled Hulk the the nursery with the NICU nurse and Toot cried when she saw him for the first time. That was day 7. On Day 9 we found out the CDC decided the RSV threat was over and Toot got to go into the NICU and hold him. She was beyond excited. On day 10 we surprised her by going to pick up her brother and bringing him home. :) She has been his protector ever since. He lights up when his Toot walks into the room and just swells with love when she talks to him and plays and holds him. I have never seen 2 kids with so much love for each other. Maybe the 8 year difference helps. LOL



Now, 7 month later we have 2 kids and a crazy busy life. I wouldn't trade it for the world. I have gained 10 pounds the last few months, I stopped working out to have more time with the kids. I am saying now, to the whole world that I am taking those 10 lbs. back. Throwing those away. I am going to stay healthy for Hulk now that I have made sure he is healthy, I am staying active for my active Toot and getting sexy for my sexy DH. :)



Now I am going to hang lights and put the Christmas tree up :)

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