Monday, April 13, 2009

Rock Star


What a difference a day makes! Parker is doing so well today. His Dad came back to the hospital for his 1:00 a.m. feeding, (yes, my husband is already an amazing father, he's been doing this almost every night since Parker was born)and he took 40 cc's (1.35 ozs.) for him. This is fantastic! He also weighed in last night at
6 lbs., 14 oz.! Our goal was birthweight by today which was 6 lbs., 11 ozs., so he blew that goal out of the water by gaining 4 ozs in one day! Go Parker!

This morning he ate a personal best of 54 cc's (1.83 ozs.) from the bottle, so we hope we're turning a corner. He's definitely more alert and awake, which helps when he eats. His actual due date was today, so maybe now he feels fully baked. :)

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Bath Time!


We got to help the nurse give Parker a bath last night - he loves it! I have the best baby, he hardly ever cries unless he is hungry or has a dirty diaper. I just hope he stays that way when he gets home!

He also gained another ounce last night bringing him to 6 lbs., 10 oz., just one ounce away from his birth weight. His goal was to get there by tomorrow, so we are right on schedule! Yea Parker!

Also, Parker's genetic testing came back yesterday and everything looked normal, so it appears that Pierre Robin it is, and not a genetic problem. This was also quite a relief.

Enjoy the photos!






Friday, April 10, 2009

My Baby Does Not Suck!

As a matter of fact, he sucks so little they won't let him leave the hospital. That's right - he's still in the hospital.

After Parker was born on Monday afternoon, we were moved to my room at around 6:00 that evening. They took Parker to the nursery to check him in. We ate some dinner and waited for him to come back. My family left and they brought Parker back to my room so I could try to feed him. When I tried to get him to nurse, he had a really hard time latching on and sounded very conjested. Brian and I suctioned out his mouth a couple of times and just got clear fluid, so we figured it was just left over amniotic fluid or something. After a few minutes when the conjestion didn't improve, we decided to call the nurse to take him back to the nursery to be checked again.

After what seemed like half of forever, our nurse came back into the room and announced that the neonatologist had determined that Parker had a cleft palate and was going to the "Special Care" Nursery, which is the NICU (his lip is fine, which is why no one saw it earlier). I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My whole body went numb. Then the tears started. I was so scared, angry, confused. How did this happen? Was it my fault? What would this mean for his future? I turned the lights out and cried. Brian remained calm, and tried to console me as best he could, but I was very upset. I know he was too, but he kept it together for me.

It wasn't until around 11:30 p.m. that we actually saw the doctor that admitted Parker to the NICU. He explained Parker's condition and what we may be looking at for the future and some information about the Special Care Nursery. I have to admit I remember little of what he said, I was so shell-shocked and upset. I do remember the doctor saying these babies have a really hard time eating/feeding because part of the roof of the mouth is missing, creating problems forming a good suction on the breast or bottle. In retrospect, that was quite an understatement.

On Tuesday evening, Dr. Burstein from Atlanta Plastics came to see Parker. Dr. Burstein is affiliated with Scottish Rite's Cranio-Facial Center, and does the majority of their surgeries. He has an excellent reputation and is considered to be the best for this type of surgery in the southeast, so at least in dealing with this problem we are in the right place, thankfully. He examined Parker and thought he looked really strong. When Dr. Burstein checked Parker's mouth, he pushed his tongue against the tongue depressor and yelled. The doctor said this was a good sign, because babies with clefts tend to have "floppy" tongues which can obstruct their airway. Parker's tongue is not floppy, so luckily he doesn't have this problem. Dr. Burstein talked to us for a while and explained what he thought happened with Parker and his cleft. He believes Parker has what is called "Pierre Robin" Sequence (looks like the bird, but is pronounced "roban"). In Pierre Robin, somewhere between six and twelve weeks gestation when the facial bones are forming, the baby tucks the chin to the chest and stays there, possibly getting the chin stuck between the collarbones. This pushes the chin back and the tongue up into the roof of the mouth, blocking the palate from being able to close together. Parker's cleft is the exact size and shape of his tongue. They will still do genetic testing to rule out a genetic problem, but the doctor thinks this is likely what happened with Parker. He said in some babies they need to do surgery when they are about a week old (!) called a mandibular distraction to lengthen the jaw to help with breathing. Luckily, he did not believe Parker needs this surgery and prefers to see how his jaw grows on its own. He would like Parker to be followed at Scottish Rite's Cranio-Facial Center and their feeding clinic, then he would have surgery to repair his cleft at around 9 months old. He said after surgery most babies make a full recovery and needs very little follow-up after that. I felt a lot better after talking to Dr. Burstein.

We started out in the 2nd floor NICU, where we were from Monday night the 30th through Saturday night, then we were moved to the 7th floor NICU on Saturday night, where we have been ever since. The 7th floor NICU is a transitional unit where babies go that are not quite as critical and are on their way home. It is so much nicer upstairs! We're working with physical/occupational therapy every day until Parker figures out how to feed from the bottle. The special bottle he uses is called a "Haberman Feeder". It's a bottle that requires very little suction to get milk out, but he's still having a hard time with it. He needs to take in 50 cc's (1.69 oz) every three hours in order to gain weight, and right now he usually takes in around 20cc's and gets so tired he just poops out on us and goes to sleep. We also only have 30 minutes to feed him, then we have to stop because at that point he's probably expending more energy and burning more calories than what he is taking in. Wish I had that problem. I've also been working with the lactation nurses here at Northside to see if he will also be able to nurse some as well. In the meantime, I'm permanently tethered to a breast pump every. three. hours. Good times, people, good times.

The bottle feeding and nursing have both been very slow going, which is why we are still here. Right now, he tries to take a bottle two to four times per day, and the other feedings he gets through tube. He's never finished a whole bottle, and when he doesn't, the remainder of the bottle also gets fed by tube. The important thing is that he is gaining weight. He was 6 lbs., 11 oz. at birth, then lost a few ounces and weighed 6 lbs, 5 oz. As of last night he weighed 6 lbs., 9 oz., so we're almost back to birth weight. They want him back there by the time he's two weeks old, so he has two more days to gain two more ounces-come on buddy, you can do it!

The doctor that has been seeing him here in the hospital has started to talk about sending us home with tube feedings, which terrifies me because the feeding tube has to be changed every three days, and they expect us to do it. We watched the nurse do it last night, and I can tell you I want no part of it. This is something that I will probably have to leave up to his Dad.

Well, I think that should bring everyone up to date - now I'll try to post a little update every day so everyone knows how he's doing as well as a few photos here and there. Please pray for Parker's feedings and growth, for Mommy and Daddy's sanity, and that he can make it home with us soon. I have now been in this hospital for 13 days, and most days I'm here for 10-12 hours. I just can't bear to leave him for much longer than going home at night to sleep, and even that's hard for me to do.

We're going to be able to give him a bath tonight, which I'm really excited about. Hopefully I'll have some photos to post later.

Monday, March 30, 2009

Happy Birthday Parker Brian!

My nurse came in around 8:30 and started me on the Pitocin to get my contractions started. She hooked me up to the IV and we were off. I hung out all morning having some pretty uncomfortable contractions. Around 11:30 I was squeezing Brian's hand pretty hard and was starting to be in a good amount of pain. My midwife came to check on me and found I was dilated to 4 centimeters, so she went ahead and ordered my epidural. Thankfully, the anesthesiologist showed up pretty quickly. Now don't get me wrong, getting an epidural is no fun, but the relief after you are done - shew... Well worth it! Brian stayed with me and I think this time I just about squeezed his hand right off his arm!

I hung out for the rest of the afternoon, numb as can be - it was absolutely lovely. Around 3:45 I started feeling contractions again really low and some pressure, so the nurse called my midwife in to check on me. I was so surprised when she said I was 9 1/2 centimeters! It was showtime baby!

Now you need to understand that my labor and delivery with Peyton was a nightmare - complete with 27 hours of labor, 4 solid hours of pushing and a post-partum hemorrhage. I was also stuck at 4 centimeters dilated for about 8-10 hours before I started to progress again with him. This could not have been more different!

My midwife came in and told me we were going to shoot for 20 minutes of pushing max, and that we were not going to have any of this four-hour stuff, which was fine by me. Well... it took two pushes and we were done - he was here! Now that's the way a delivery should be! He was beautiful, just perfect, and looks just like his Daddy! I couldn't believe how much hair he has - brown with what looks like blonde highlights all through it, just the way his Dad's hair looks at the end of summer. The shape of his hairline is the same as his Dad's as well - complete with the same cowlicks. Genetics are so fascinating.

Parker was born at 4:15 p.m., weighed in at a whopping 6 lbs, 11 ozs., and was 18 1/2inches long. I was so surprised he was that small given the misery he had caused me the past couple of months, and I expected him to be much longer given the fact that his Dad is so tall.

In a matter of minutes everyone was in the room, and Parker got to meet his Big Brother, Uncle, Aunt and Grammy. I couldn't have asked for a better labor and delivery. We are so blessed and so happy he's finally here!


Ready or Not...

Yesterday morning when I took my blood pressure, wait...back up... Last Wednesday at my regular check-up, my midwife was a bit concerned about the sudden increase in my blood pressure. Now you should know that my blood presure normally runs around 100-105/60-65. Last Wednesday it was 120/80. She told me to continue to monitor it over the next several days and come back in on Monday.

I took it at work Thursday and Friday and at home through the weekend on our small battery-operated machine, and it kept going up, even though I did absolutely nothing over the weekend but sit in the recliner with my feet up. On yesterday morning, it was 131/96 - quite high for me, so I decided to call my doctor's office. They had me come into the hospital for labwork and monitoring, and decided to keep me and induce me this morning. I was surprised but very excited, I am so ready to meet my new little man!

They started me on a medication called Cervadil last night to help the induction process get started, then this morning they will start me on Pitocin to get my contractions started - oh, yea. I'm already in pain and have had about an hours worth of sleep all night. When they start the Pitocin there had better be an anesthesiologist close behind... Maybe then I can get some sleep. Why is it that you never sleep in the hospital and they have the most uncomfortable beds ever???

So... sometime today we should get to meet our new little boy! I'm excited, but also pretty nervous. Will post more later!

Saturday, March 21, 2009

Peyton's First Tee-Ball Game

Today was Peyton's first tee-ball game. He looked so cute in his uniform, and he did so well. He managed to even make contact with a pitched ball! He scored twice, but his team lost 10-9.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Baby Face

Yesterday we went to have a 4D Ultrasound so we could get a better look at our little Valentine. I may be a bit biased, but I think he's quite adorable. We are doing very well, with only 8 more (or a little less, God please make it a little less) to go!





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