These past couple of weeks have been STRESSFUL to say the least!
On July 3, I took him in for his 2 week appointment, and he weighed 6lbs 7oz. Which still wasn't back up to his birth weight. I know babies usually lose some weight after they are born, but my doctor was a little concerned that he was 2 weeks old, and still not back up. So we started supplementing him with formula, after I would nurse him. My doctor was afraid that I wasn't producing enough milk.
Just after that appointment, he started spitting up, horribly. My doctor was out of town so I thought that I would get in first thing when he got back, but that didn't happen. On July 9, at 4:45 I took him to see another doctor in the clinic because I was worried. He weighed him, and he was up to 7lbs 3oz, which was good, but I was still concerned. This kid wasn't keeping ANYTHING down. So they wrote him a prescription for prevacid, and said that if he was still having problems, to bring him back in in a couple days. So then on July 11, and 9:45 AM I took him back in, and we saw, yet, another doctor. He was down to 6lbs even. He wasn't keeping anything down, at all. I got so scared. They sent us right away to do tests. They check him for pyloric stenosis, and it was negative, but they saw that he did have acid reflux, just worse than they originally thought. So they upped his dose of meds, and told me to feed him less, more often. So we started feeding him a half ounce every half hour. Then slowly upped up. Now we're up to 2 oz every 2 hours. On July 15 we went back in to see my doctor to let him know what's been going on, and he was back up to 7lbs 4oz. So we're on the right track, but he's still not where they want him to be for being a month old. We have to take him to do weekly weight checks for the next couple weeks, and if he's gaining what he should be, then we should be good.
It has been so stressful for me. I'm his mother, I'm supposed to be able to feed him, and take care of him, and I felt like I was failing. I have been dealing with some postpartum depression, so that wasn't helping! But, he's doing much better, so we're feeling better!
Sorry, short post! He's waking up, and I need to go feed him!
Friday, July 18, 2014
Tuesday, July 8, 2014
Wesley's Story
I've needed to write this down for a while! Wesley is sleeping, so I'm taking the time to do it now!
This is Wesley's birth story!
June 20, 2014
I woke up at 4:00 AM with contractions! Around 7:00 I went in and woke Victor up. My contractions were about 5 minutes apart at this point. But I kept telling Victor that I didn't want to go to the hospital, because I was scared that they would just tell me to suck it up, and to go home. I was so worried that I was having Braxton Hicks, and that the contractions weren't really doing anything. At about 8:00 I got in the shower, while Victor made breakfast for us. I was going to eat before we went to the hospital since I wouldn't be able to eat until after baby came. We both called our bosses to tell them that it was finally the day! While Victor was on the phone with his boss, I was standing in the hall, screaming from a contraction! haha.
Anyways, we packed the car, and headed to the hospital around 9:00. When we got there my doctor was standing by the maternity ward nurses station, and he was super surprised to see us come in. I had just gone in 2 days before, and NOTHING had changed, at all.
When they got me in and hooked up to the monitors, we were excited to hear that I was dilated to a 6! YES! that meant that the contractions were actually doing something!
At 10:00 I got my epidural. When they went to give it to me, they discovered that my back was swollen. My whole body was swollen. Before they would give me my epidural, they had to do blood work to make sure I didn't have preeclampsia. I gained about 50 LBS while I was pregnant, which is a symptom. But the blood work came back normal, so, they gave me the epidural.
at 1:00 my doctor came in to break my water. After he broke it, he was checking to see if I was any further dilated, and he goes "what's this?" I looked at him, terrified, and said "don't say that." I had a SECOND water. The first water they broke was a smaller water in front of the main water. My doctor said this could have been why I gained so much weight, and why I was so swollen at the end. After they broke my water(s), every time I would have a contraction, Wesley's heart rate would slow WAY down, and stay down for about 5 minutes. They started prepping for a c-section. They had the OR ready and set up. All that was left was me, getting there. About a minute before they wheeled me down, his heart rate came back up, and stayed up. They decided to watch it through the next couple of contractions. It was fine. So my doctor left for a while. As soon as he left, his heart rate went down again. Luckily, my doctor didn't have any appointments that day, and he could stick around my room. They kept keeping an eye on his heart rate, but it seemed to be balancing out.
By 4:30, Wesley still hadn't dropped down at all. They did an ultrasound, and figured out that the cord was keeping him from dropping. This was another reason they were thinking c-section. My doctor wanted to try a couple practice pushes to see if his heart could take it, and if he would drop. So I pushed 3 times, and he says "oh, well, maybe we should get serious about this, because he's on his way." So, I pushed for about a half hour, (15 pushes) and there he was. He let out one little cry, and that was it. Even when they were giving him his shots, he didn't cry! He didn't cry at all in the hospital. They took him to the nursery at night, around 10:00 PM and brought him back to me around 4:00 AM saying "Well, he hasn't made a sound, but he's probably hungry..."
He's been such a good baby so far. Although, we are having a hard time figuring out the feeding thing. When I nurse him, he spits up really bad. He cries, and arches his back until it comes up. I feel horrible for him. I can't figure out what it is that I'm eating, or what I'm doing. My doctor has me feeding him formula after I nurse him, because he's also not gaining any weight. At his 2 week appointment, he was 6 OZ less than he was when he was born. My doctor thinks I'm not producing enough milk for him. I have to take him back in this week for a weight check to make sure he's gaining. I guess we'll see what happens.
Anyways, that is the story of how my little wiggley Wesley came into this world, and how he stole our hearts in the matter of seconds.
Victor has been so wonderful with him. Very hands on, and I love seeing how much he loves his son.
This is Wesley's birth story!
June 20, 2014
I woke up at 4:00 AM with contractions! Around 7:00 I went in and woke Victor up. My contractions were about 5 minutes apart at this point. But I kept telling Victor that I didn't want to go to the hospital, because I was scared that they would just tell me to suck it up, and to go home. I was so worried that I was having Braxton Hicks, and that the contractions weren't really doing anything. At about 8:00 I got in the shower, while Victor made breakfast for us. I was going to eat before we went to the hospital since I wouldn't be able to eat until after baby came. We both called our bosses to tell them that it was finally the day! While Victor was on the phone with his boss, I was standing in the hall, screaming from a contraction! haha.Anyways, we packed the car, and headed to the hospital around 9:00. When we got there my doctor was standing by the maternity ward nurses station, and he was super surprised to see us come in. I had just gone in 2 days before, and NOTHING had changed, at all.
When they got me in and hooked up to the monitors, we were excited to hear that I was dilated to a 6! YES! that meant that the contractions were actually doing something!
At 10:00 I got my epidural. When they went to give it to me, they discovered that my back was swollen. My whole body was swollen. Before they would give me my epidural, they had to do blood work to make sure I didn't have preeclampsia. I gained about 50 LBS while I was pregnant, which is a symptom. But the blood work came back normal, so, they gave me the epidural.at 1:00 my doctor came in to break my water. After he broke it, he was checking to see if I was any further dilated, and he goes "what's this?" I looked at him, terrified, and said "don't say that." I had a SECOND water. The first water they broke was a smaller water in front of the main water. My doctor said this could have been why I gained so much weight, and why I was so swollen at the end. After they broke my water(s), every time I would have a contraction, Wesley's heart rate would slow WAY down, and stay down for about 5 minutes. They started prepping for a c-section. They had the OR ready and set up. All that was left was me, getting there. About a minute before they wheeled me down, his heart rate came back up, and stayed up. They decided to watch it through the next couple of contractions. It was fine. So my doctor left for a while. As soon as he left, his heart rate went down again. Luckily, my doctor didn't have any appointments that day, and he could stick around my room. They kept keeping an eye on his heart rate, but it seemed to be balancing out.
By 4:30, Wesley still hadn't dropped down at all. They did an ultrasound, and figured out that the cord was keeping him from dropping. This was another reason they were thinking c-section. My doctor wanted to try a couple practice pushes to see if his heart could take it, and if he would drop. So I pushed 3 times, and he says "oh, well, maybe we should get serious about this, because he's on his way." So, I pushed for about a half hour, (15 pushes) and there he was. He let out one little cry, and that was it. Even when they were giving him his shots, he didn't cry! He didn't cry at all in the hospital. They took him to the nursery at night, around 10:00 PM and brought him back to me around 4:00 AM saying "Well, he hasn't made a sound, but he's probably hungry..."He's been such a good baby so far. Although, we are having a hard time figuring out the feeding thing. When I nurse him, he spits up really bad. He cries, and arches his back until it comes up. I feel horrible for him. I can't figure out what it is that I'm eating, or what I'm doing. My doctor has me feeding him formula after I nurse him, because he's also not gaining any weight. At his 2 week appointment, he was 6 OZ less than he was when he was born. My doctor thinks I'm not producing enough milk for him. I have to take him back in this week for a weight check to make sure he's gaining. I guess we'll see what happens.
Anyways, that is the story of how my little wiggley Wesley came into this world, and how he stole our hearts in the matter of seconds.
Victor has been so wonderful with him. Very hands on, and I love seeing how much he loves his son.
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