Sunday, June 19, 2011
First Bath at Home
I guess these few blogs will kind of revolve around the highlights of Micah's firsts. The girls are probably feeling a little left out at this point, but I'm sure they'll get their fair share of screen space. :-)
Getting ready to wash off the goo from all the tape that held the IV's and monitors in place, and from all the bandaids from blood draw attempts.
Micah will all his women: Auntie Ally, Nevaeh, Grandma, Taylor, and Mommy
Valley Children's Hospital
We were able to make it to our third child before we had to visit Children's Hospital, and leave it to the boy to break us in to the emergency room.
Micah came home latching on like normal but he progressively got worse and worse at eating. It was a huge ordeal and I was having to struggle to get him to eat and not just suck and then fall right to sleep. I had an inkling that something wasn't right because I had nursed the girls and it was not at all like I was experiencing with Micah. Also, he was up screaming all night, horrible screams that I still remember to this day, and neither of us could get him to calm down. Again, I felt like something was just off about his crying like that. Then, the next day we noticed blood in his diaper and that was the last straw. We packed him up and headed to the hospital.
I'm not sure what I was expecting, exactly. Maybe a lactation specialist and an antibiotic... Instead we got a three day stay with included a spinal tap, multiple pokes with needles, blood draws, and a few abdominal ultrasounds. All of his spinal fluid tests came back negative but they noticed something "abnormal" about one of his veins attached to his liver. To make a long story short and because I do not feel like reliving it, they determined through further ultrasounds that his vein was fine and all his tests came back negative. He was dehydrated when we arrived from not eating and his bilirubin levels were high so they hooked him up to an IV, put him under the lights and gave him meds just in case (and to protect him from anything he may have come into contact with at the hospital).
This was one of the more terrifying experiences of my life. I prayed a lot and I prayed hard. Now I can joke that Micah just wanted the sympathy so that he would be babied and spoiled.
Micah came home latching on like normal but he progressively got worse and worse at eating. It was a huge ordeal and I was having to struggle to get him to eat and not just suck and then fall right to sleep. I had an inkling that something wasn't right because I had nursed the girls and it was not at all like I was experiencing with Micah. Also, he was up screaming all night, horrible screams that I still remember to this day, and neither of us could get him to calm down. Again, I felt like something was just off about his crying like that. Then, the next day we noticed blood in his diaper and that was the last straw. We packed him up and headed to the hospital.
I'm not sure what I was expecting, exactly. Maybe a lactation specialist and an antibiotic... Instead we got a three day stay with included a spinal tap, multiple pokes with needles, blood draws, and a few abdominal ultrasounds. All of his spinal fluid tests came back negative but they noticed something "abnormal" about one of his veins attached to his liver. To make a long story short and because I do not feel like reliving it, they determined through further ultrasounds that his vein was fine and all his tests came back negative. He was dehydrated when we arrived from not eating and his bilirubin levels were high so they hooked him up to an IV, put him under the lights and gave him meds just in case (and to protect him from anything he may have come into contact with at the hospital).
This was one of the more terrifying experiences of my life. I prayed a lot and I prayed hard. Now I can joke that Micah just wanted the sympathy so that he would be babied and spoiled.
More of The Boy
Here are some pictures from in the hospital and one of Kaleb and Micah when we first got home with our little blue bundle.


I'm a sucker for little baby faces like this. So silly and adorable.
My sister Jennifer was in Texas getting calls and texts about Micah's birth. She was one of the first to get a picture of him and that did it. She got online and booked a flight to come visit and hold her nephew. I was so surprised and the girls got some quality Auntie Nenny time while Mommy and Daddy were at the hospital.
I'm a sucker for little baby faces like this. So silly and adorable.
We are BAAACK!
I've pretty much been absent from our family blog since our third child entered the picture. In reading back over past blog posts I am kind of sad about that, wondering what I have neglected to post and might not remember now. So I made a point of getting back at it, finally. My first post back HAS to be about our son Micah. He was born March 26th and has been a joy.

Footprints

Measured

Proud Daddy and Mommy.

Mommy holding her sweet son.

Meeting your sisters. Taylor was less than pleased at this new intruder and just tolerated him for awhile.

Footprints
Measured
Proud Daddy and Mommy.
Mommy holding her sweet son.
Meeting your sisters. Taylor was less than pleased at this new intruder and just tolerated him for awhile.
Nevaeh was overjoyed and the doting big sister from Day 1. She was so excited to have a new teeny-tiny baby to hold and snuggle.
Sweet Boy.
Even writing about this day from more than a year later I can't help but say a prayer of thanksgiving for son. Micah-dude, you are such a blessing to our family. We love you so much and are having so much fun in the world of boy. We treasure every moment with you as you discover this world that God has made and we pray that you grow to be a Godly young man. If you are anything like your daddy you will be a wonderful Husband and Father.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Breakfast
A day at the park...waiting on Micah to make his arrival.
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