Flu Season: When NOT To Have A Baby

Well, my little baby nugget will be 1 month old on Thursday, and what a month it’s been! I plan to do a monthly update on him much like my pregnancy updates, so stay tuned for that.  This post is all about the sickness that has attacked my home.

I’m sure most of you new mommas have been just as paranoid as I have about the flu/rsv/any other sickness going around. I won’t let anyone in the house who has so much as the sniffles.  And we have a strict hand washing/germ xing rule. We havent taken M anywhere except his doctor’s appointments, with the exception of a car ride the other day because it was so pretty out and mommy and daddy needed out of the house.  But even then, M went from the house to the car to the house again. So imagine my surprise and panic when M developed a cough this weekend!

New mommy paranoia set in and google told me my child was as good as gone. I called the pediatrician’s office, which goes to a Kids Care line where you talk to a nurse at the children’s hospital.  She told me things to look for and when to take M to the ER, but advised to avoid it unless he needed to go since he could pick up God knows what there, and to follow  up with Dr. Chris on Monday.  Since M wasn’t running fever and was eating and sleeping fine, I opted not to go to the ER and instead spent the rest of the weekend staying up all night making sure he was breathing.  Yup. Don’t Google shit you guys.

So we saw Dr. Chris Monday and he said his lungs sounded great, it was most likely the cough was caused by some drainage from the congestion he’s had. Right now everything looks good,  but he told us to come back in if symptoms get worse or we have any other concerns. Mommy is sleeping (ha! who has time for sleep?!) a little better now.

In the meantime, around the same time M developed this cough, hubby starts getting a “tickle” in his throat. Which turned into a little cough as well. I had the doc I work for send us both in a zpak, just in case. I figured it wouldn’t hurt. Hubby started his immediately.  I’m saving mine “just in case”.

Today hubby started not feeling so hot. This evening I checked his temp.  100.2. Not good! I can’t have this contaminated man living in the same house as my baby! Not to mention, I’m on my own now.

I know it sounds selfish, and its not his fault he’s sick, but now I’m the only one on baby duty while he is quarantined in the bedroom.  I haven’t slept more than 2-3 hours at a time since we came home, and he gets to sleep off the sickness all day and night for however long it lasts. Yes, I know how horrible I sound. But sleep deprivation makes me not care.

So hubs is taking the zpak and I loaded him up on ibuprofen and tylenol. The fever broke as of 11 o’clock tonight but I told him he was still quarantined for the night at least.  He dudnt seem to mind. I hope he realizes that this means he now owes me a full nights sleep while he gets up with M. He’ll be so happy about that 😉

But seriously, I hope its not the flu and I REALLY hope my baby doesnt  get sick. Hubby thought it was a sinus infection,  which he gets quite a bit, so let’s hope that’s what it is and the antibiotics knock it out and M stays healthy! Flu season is the worst when you have a baby!

I’ll leave ya with some pics of M after we got home from the doctor yesterday. He was worn out!

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And The Winner Is…

So the battle for sleep continues with my adorable little man. My husband joked the other night that its like a switch is flipped when the sun goes down. He said, “Do you think when we’re not looking he climbs outta the swing and leaves and his evil twin walks in wearing a leather jacket and smoking a cigarette ready to torment us for the night?” Let me emphasize the word US, because God bless my husband for being so involved and such a big help and losing just as much sleep as me. I seriously would have lost it by now if not for him.

So we’ve decided we are going to try anything and everything to get this kid to sleep at night (without one of us holding him). First up was the Rock n Play, as recommended by many of you. The reviews online are mixed as far as “safety” goes. Apparently this thing is being blamed for giving babies flat heads? Just my opinion, babies can get a flat head from anything…crib, bassinet, car seat, anything if you leave them in it 24/7. Thats why holding your baby and tummy time are so important. So I tend to ignore those bad reviews. Plus for every bad one, there’s ten more from mommy’s who swear by the thing. So thd other day while we were out for M’s doctors appointment, we went by Target and bought ourselves a Snugamonkey Rock n Play.  Here’s M enjoying himself in it.



Yes, he seems to like it. And definitely slept better in it than in the bassinet. It wasn’t a complete home run though. While he didn’t wake up as soon as I set him down, he didn’t stay asleep very long. I had to rock the Rock n Play and soothe him quite a bit to keep him resting. So I was still awake for much of the night instead of being able to sleep in between feedings. So I do like the Rock n Play and think it’ll be really handy for naps and travel and convenience. But its not the answer to our problem.

Some of you mentioned the swaddle sacs. I had wanted to get a sleep sac anyway but couldn’t find one around here with the swaddle wings. So we ordered one on Amazon.  Then when we were at Target getting the Rock n Play hubby found these on clearance:



So we bought them. Last night was the first time we got them out and tried them. M fought me at first when I tired to wrap him up in it.  Then something magical happened. He calmed down and just looked at me. After a little rocking, he was fast asleep. Now came the real test. We laid him in his bassinet. And for the next 5 minutes waited for the inevitable wailing that usually comes. But there was nothing but silence. And it continued all the way until his next feeding. And that went on ALL night! He only woke up early crying once because he was wet. Otherwise he went right back to sleep in that bassinet until it was time to eat again.


We’re hoping its not a fluke and it works again tonight. Fingers crossed! Imagine if all this time all he needed was a good swaddle?! 🙂

Life With A Newborn

Is hard, y’all!

Seriously, it’s a lot of work.  It consumes every second of every day.  It is a full time job.  24/7.  It’s amazing, but man is it exhausting.

Mason will be 2 weeks old tomorrow, and mommy and daddy are still trying to get the hang of things.  I think we’re doing pretty good so far.  Daddy is a HUGE help and I’m so thankful that he has been able to take off work with me.  We aren’t sure when he’s going back yet, and right now I can’t imagine being home by myself and doing this all alone.

Mason is a good baby, though.  He cries when he’s hungry or wet/dirty, but other than that he doesn’t fuss too much.  The last couple of days he’s been a little gassy, and there’s been a little fussiness to go with that but nothing really to complain about.  He’s been eating 2oz every 3 hours, but last night we upped it to 3oz every 3 hours because he wasn’t seeming very satisfied after he ate.   Tomorrow is his 2 week checkup with Dr. Chris so we’re looking forward to seeing how our little guy is doing.

My only complaint, really, is that the kid doesn’t seem to want to sleep at nighttime, unless its in mommy or daddy’s arms.  I’ll feed him, burp him, rock him a little and he’ll be fast asleep.  Once he hits that bassinet all bets are off.  He’ll lay there maybe 10 minutes if we’re lucky and then he’s crying to be picked up.  Because of this, mommy and daddy have had to basically take shifts at night with him.  It’s getting very old very fast.  He is a little more active at night, which we’re working on.  I’m trying to keep him awake for a while after I feed him around 7:00, that way at the next feeding he’ll be tired and ready to sleep.  And he does go to sleep…just not in the freakin’ bassinet.

I’m desperate at this point.  Anyone have any pointers on how to get this kid to sleep somewhere besides my arms at night?  I do NOT want to spoil him to only sleeping while he’s being held.  He sleeps good in his swing or even if I just lay him on the couch beside me.  I do not plan to try co-sleeping in our bed either.  I don’t want to start a big debate, but I just feel that him sleeping in my bed with me is too dangerous, especially with the way I sleep.  We’re even looking into buying a new bassinet or sleeper.  The one we have is used but in good shape and was a gift.  I’m wondering if he’ll sleep better in a Pack n’ Play or other kind of sleeper?  Mommas, tell me what your baby sleeps in at night!

As for me, I’m doing pretty good.  I’m exhausted, yes.  I’m still sore around my C-section incision, and I don’t think it’s healing very fast.  I have a little spot that oozes a little bit, but the nurse told me that’s fine unless it turns to pus or starts smelling of infection.  I carry most of my weight in my stomach and have that lower belly pooch, so I think that extra weight on it is causing the ooziness/slow healing.  I’ll get it checked out on Friday at my 2 week follow up with Dr. L.  Speaking of weight, I’ve lost 25lbs since giving birth.  I’m actually 6lbs lighter than my pre-pregnancy weight!  I’m attributing it to the fact that I literally forget to eat sometimes.  I’m working on fixing that, but there are seriously days where I’m lucky if I get one meal in.  I just get so wrapped up in taking care of M that eating or being hungry is put on the back burner.

I guess that’s all for now.  I’ll update after M’s appointment tomorrow with how he’s doing.  Until then, here’s the sweet face that’s been keeping me up at night 🙂


Birth Story

After my appointment Monday Dr. L scheduled us to go to L&D Wednesday night at 9pm to be induced.  I was nervous about induction but Dr. L felt it was best for me and the baby due to the high blood pressure.  He did not feel comfortable waiting another week.

So Wednesday Hubby and I tried to have a relaxing day at home but it was almost impossible for all the phone calls, texts, and drop in visitors.  I get that everyone was excited, but they all had questions that I did not have answers to.  I was a little annoyed and hubby kept telling me to chill out and be thankful for so many people who cared.  Which I was and am thankful for.  But at the time I was also scared and the constant questioning wasn’t helping.

At around 8:15pm or so hubby and I were ready to head to the hospital.  We packed up the car and I almost broke down and cried before we left.  I pushed back tears the whole way there.  Part of it was that I was so happy and excited to finally have this baby.  Part of it was that I was terrified.

We arrived at the hospital at around 8:45.  We got to L&D and checked in at the front desk.  I signed a little paperwork and got my hospital bracelet.  Then they took me back to my room.  I was given a gown and a cup and told to change and collect a urine sample.  After that I crawled into the bed that would later become my worst nightmare.  My nurse came in to start my IV and get everything hooked up.  Her name was Sophie and she was very sweet, very nice, and very helpful.  She answered all of our questions, and we had a lot.  We weren’t exactly sure how things were going to go down and she explained everything to us.  My only complaint was that Sophie needed to CUT HER FINGERNAILS.  Because next was my cervix check.  And ohmygosh holyhell I could’ve sworn Freddy Kruger was checking it for me!  Ouch!

When she was finally done, she came to the conclusion that I was still not dilated at all.  So now she was going to administer the Cytotec to get my cervix to “ripen” and thin.  This is done by inserting a tiny little pill inside (or behind she said?) the cervix.  Here comes Freddy Kruger again!

Once that nightmare was over, all there was to do was wait.  Sophie said she would check on me in 2 hours.  Hubby got settled onto the couch and watched a little bit of a football game.  I laid restlessly in that bed, trying not to move too much since when I moved, Mason moved and then we had to find him again with the monitor.  Within 30 minutes I started having contractions.  Not bad ones, but I actually started cramping which was more than had happened before.  This went on for a while, and the cramping got stronger, but still not horrible.  Sophie checked on me at midnight, took my temp and bp, then said she would be back at 2am to check my cervix.

At 2am I still was not dilated.  Sophie gave me a second dose of Cytotec.  My contractions continued, getting a little worse to the point were I was seriously uncomfortable.  I kept checking my phone to see how close together they were, because it seemed like I wasn’t getting a break.  They were around 1-2 minutes apart.  As soon as one would finish, another would start again.  I was hurting enough to whine a little, but not enough to be asking for an epidural just yet.

When Sophie came in again at around 4am, she asked if I was in any pain.  I told her yes, it wasn’t horrible yet but I was very uncomfortable.  She offered me some pain medicine and I accepted.  She came back with some Nubane.  It immediately made the whole room spin!  But it calmed me down and made me sleepy so I was able to at least catch a few Z’s while I was waiting for labor to pick up.

Within 30 minutes of getting the Nubane, Sophie was back in my room pulling my gown up and moving the baby’s monitor around.  I was very sleepy at this point so I just laid there and let her.  I’d had to lay incredibly still all night because if I moved the monitor and/or baby moved and we’d have to find him again.  I assumed I’d moved while I was sleeping.  Sophie had me turn to my other side and she looked some more.  Soon there was another nurse standing over me.  Then they were putting an oxygen mask on me and telling me to take deep breaths.  Finally they found Mason.

His heart rate had dropped way WAY low and they had a hard time finding it and distinguishing it from mine.  Eventually it came back up, but not as fast as they wanted.  They called Dr. L and he said to monitor me closely and call him if it happened again.  I asked if the pain medication had anything to do with it.  They assured me that it didn’t.  They use it everyday, and while it should make baby sleepy, it should NOT make his heart rate drop that low and not come back up.  This was caused by something else.

The nurses finally left my room, assuring me they would be monitoring me closely from the nurses station. I stayed as still as possible so that I wouldn’t lose Mason on the monitor. I was seriously hurting and uncomfortable from staying in one position so long and from the contractions, which were so close together they were practically one long contraction.  The pain medication was helping, but now that I was alert I was more aware of them.

I had almost dozed off again when the nurses burst into my room again.  Roll this way.  Roll that way.  Move the monitor around.  Put the oxygen mask on again.  Take deep breaths.  Mason’s heart rate dropped again.  Another call to Dr. L.  The original plan was to start Pitocin at 6am and Dr. L would be in between 7 and 8am to break my water and really get things going.  Change of plans.  Dr. L ordered a medication to stop labor completely.  Sophie gave me a shot in the arm and told me my contractions should stop. Dr. L would be here later to discuss our options.

Apparently the Cytotec can hyperstimulate your uterus.  At this point we believe that’s what was happening.  I was barely dilated to 1 by the end of all this and I had been having contraction for a good 7 hours or so.  There was no break in contractions so Mason was having a hard time recovering from them, especially since we were no where near delivery.  Dr. L also believes my placenta was compromised from the high blood pressure, which contributed to the problems as well.

Not long after giving me the shot that was supposed to stop labor, Sophie burst into my room yet again.  She threw a bunny suit at my husband (who, bless his heart had been pacing the floors this whole time feeling very scared and helpless) and told him to get dressed, we were going to C-section NOW.  I told hubby to text our parents and let them know the baby was coming.

Apparently the shot did not stop my contractions, and Mason’s heart rate was continuing to drop and not come up.  Dr. L made the call to go straight to C-section.  Sophie came into get us at around 6:30.  We had a baby at 7:04.

Thank goodness it was so fast, because I barely had time to think about it.  By this time I was terrified something bad would happen to my baby boy.  I was shaking uncontrollably from nerves and fear.  I was scared of the spinal block and I hated the feeling of being completely paralyzed from the waist down.  The CRNA that did the spinal was so sweet and she talked me through the whole thing.  Hubby sat right by me and rubbed my head the whole time.  I’m pretty sure he was more scared than I was.

Dr, L never broke a sweat.  He was laid back and calm the whole time, which is one of the things I like so much about him.  He finally pulled our baby boy out and they dropped the curtain so I could look over and see him.  A few moments later I heard him cry and  I kissed my husband, thankful that we were all ok at that point.

They brought him over to me and I kissed his little cheek.  I only got about 20 seconds with him before they had to take him to the nursery.  Hubby got to carry him and stay with him, and I gave him instructions to take good care of him.  While I was being sewn up, the CRNA kept me company and told me how beautiful he was.  When he was done, Dr. L commended me on a job well done, and I thanked him a million times for taking care of us and not hesitating to do what needed to be done.

I spent an hour in recovery being monitored.  Hubby came to check on me for a minute before I sent him back to be with Mason.  After my hour was up I was taken back to our room, where I had to wait even longer to see my baby.  They had to monitor him in the nursery for 2 hours because of everything that happened.  Then a nurse came in saying Mason’s blood sugar was too low, and since I was going to try breastfeeding they had to do some sort of glucose something or other that would take a while, OR they could just give him a bottle.  I opted to give him a bottle so that I could see him sooner.  (I ended up not breastfeeding.)

Finally, after more than 3 hours, they brought my baby to me.  We had all kinds of family waiting to come in, but I told Hubby they would have to wait.  I still hadn’t got to hold my own baby, and I wanted time with just the three of us together.

It was pretty amazing, holding that little guy in my arms for the first time.  After more than 3 years, we finally had our baby.  🙂

I feel a little cheated out of the whole giving birth experience.  I mean, there’s a part of me (mainly my vagina) that is ok with the C-section.  And I know that was the safest way to get him here.  But don’t be fooled, it’s not all its cracked up to be.  Recovery is a bitch!

I’ll try to get more into that in another post.  For right now, this the birth story.  It has seriously taken me over a week to get this thing done!  Life with a newborn is crazy, guys!  So worth it, but so crazy!  I’ll try to update soon!

He’s here!

Mason Edward arrived Thursday, January 2nd at 7:04am weighing in at 7lbs 9oz and measuring 21in long!  He arrived via emergency c-section, and things were a little scary for a while.  I’ll include details when I post the birth story.

For now we just got home and are getting settled in. Hoping for a relaxing first night home because mommy is tired!