I feel like this week has been much of the same as the previous 3 weeks: eat, sleep, poop, poop some more, cry. Joanna is nursing great and as a result, she poops all the time. Usually right after we change her into a clean diaper. Seriously, I will wait 10 or 15 minutes to see if she is finished, then as asoon as I put on the clean diaper, she explodes. Its no wonder our diapers are going so fast... we are literally using them twice as fast as you should! Joanna marked the beginning of her 4th week by giving us the longest stretch of sleep to date: almost 6 hours! She slept from 11 pm until 5:45 am one night!! She slept almost as long the next couple of nights. Now we are back to a more regular 3 hours or so, but those couple of nights were excellent! Its amazing what sleep will do for you. Joey's had a bad diaper rash that we are trying to get under control, and as a result of that (I think), she's been crying a lot. She's awake a little bit more this week, but most of the time she's been awake she's been crying. Except when Sean is holding her. This girl loves her daddy! He makes funny faces at her and sticks his tongue out at her; she will smile back at him and try to stick her tongue out too. Its the cutest thing. We've had sub-polar temperatures outside again this week so we've barely left the house. We're all going a bit stir-crazy... having a winter baby is tough. I'm just ready to go to the park and go for neighborhood walks! I haven't even put Joey's seat on the stroller yet! Looks like this next week will be more of the same. We have her one month check up on Thursday, and I"m excited to see how much she has hopefully grown!! I think we're getting into the swing of things, at least as far as being home with the girls during the day... today was a really good day with them. I know there will be ups and downs, which is why I am so especially thankful for such a good day today!
So I never got around to posting Gianna's birth story, but I wanted to document Joanna's while it was still fresh in my mind. I'm trying to battle this second child syndrome, so maybe getting this done will help stave that off from the beginning!
DISCLAIMER: This is a birth story. While I don't plan to throw my dignity away to the interwebs, this is a birth story. There will probably be a little TMI for some of you. If words like "dilation", "contraction", "effaced", etc skeeve you out, you should probably skip this one.
Joanna's actual due date was January 4, 2014. The last few weeks of my pregnancy, I was worried about her having low amniotic fluid. I had no reason to be worried about that, other than both Whitney and Gianna had low amniotic fluid. In fact, that's why I was induced with Gianna on her due date. I had mentioned this to my doctor, and she didn't seem too worried. I was still measuring good and baby seemed fine so she didn't really see a need to do anything just yet. At my 36 or 37 week appointment (I don't remember which), my doctor was stuck in surgery so I had to see one of the other docs in the practice. He was nice enough, but every time I saw him, he kinda lectured me about not inducing this baby early for no reason. I alway assured him I wanted the baby to cook as long as necessary, but wanted to be sure she was safe. He asked me at this appointment if I was still worried about the fluid levels and I said yes, so he scheduled an ultrasound for me the next week.
At my next appointment, it did indeed show that Joey's fluid levels were on the low end. I think they want at least a measurable 5 to 25 centimeteres of fluid around the baby and Joey's was just at 6.25 (or something like that). However, I did have a pocket of fluid that was 4x4, which was good and my doctor felt we'd just keep an eye on it. We also decided that we would schedule an induction for December 31st, if she hadn't come by then. Yay for getting her on this year's taxes! And my doctor was going to be on vacation for a while after that date. I really wanted her to deliver me, so I jumped at the opportunity to schedule this. At my next appointment (Almost 39?) Joey's fluid was a bit improved, and I was dialted 1 cm and 75% effaced. This was a Thursday-- Dr. K told me she would see me on Tuesday morning for my induction, but wouldn't be surprised if I maybe went into labor before then on my own. Eek! Really!? I didn't care when it happened, really, as long as my mom made it there before the baby came. She was set to arrive from Egypt on Friday. My doctor was also on-call that weekend, so I felt good knowing if it did happen before Tuesday, she would most likely be there.
Well, baby held off Thursday night, and mom made it to Indianapolis safe and sound on Friday. We were so excited to go pick her up at the airport. Gia knows good things (people we love) come from the airport! We had a nice weekend... mom was able to get a little sleep, and we had our Wilson family Christmas on Saturday. Sean's dad and step-mom, brother and sister-in-law came over and we had lunch then opened some gifts and visited. It was a great day!
We went to church on Sunday, and Sunday afternoon, Sean was gone most of the day. He went hunting with a friend (last opportunity of the season- who am I to say no?) and then had dinner at Buffalo Wild Wings with our college students. (After church on Sunday, we took some pics by our Christmas tree, since I'd forgotten to do that all season. I"m glad I did, as this was the last time we were home to do so before Joey came!) After putting Gia to bed, mom and I sat down to watch an episode of "The Next Iron Chef." About half-way through the episode we were watching, I realized that I was having contractions and that I probably should time them. This was nothing new, I'd been having mild contractions off and on since I was so sick a month ago. But this time, they didn't go away when I laid down or drank water. About 9:30, the contractions were consistently 6 minutes apart or so; I decided I should go take a shower, just in case this was it. When I went to the hospital last month when I was in labor from dehydration, I had "winter legs" (you know, hadn't shaved in a couple weeks). I joked with the nurses about it then, but had no intention of going in with hairy legs again. :) (The nurses said they didn't care but c'mon, its weird!) So I told mom I was going to go shower, but she was already passed out asleep on the couch. I couldn't wake her for anything! That jet lag was finally getting to her.
I stopped paying attention to the contractions while I was in the shower, but once I got out, I still noticed them. So I made sure I had all my hospital bag things together, and texted my friend Heather to tell her about the contractions. Sean came home about 10:30 and I told him he probably needed to get his bag together. Shortly after that, I decided it was time to call my doctor. My contractions were still 5 or 6 minutes apart but they were getting stronger. They had told me to wait until they curl my toes and are 3 minutes apart, but that was just too much for my comfort. When I called my doc she said she could hear the worry in my voice, and it would probably be good if I came on in to the hospital. Hearing her say that made me feel both relieved and freaked out at the same time. We called my friend Caitlin to come over and spend the night with Gia so that my mom could come up to the hospital with us. I am so thankful that she was willing to do that! I knew that when Gia woke up to us not being here, she would still feel safe and secure with "Kiki." I went in and woke mom up and told her this was it! I was still thinking it would probably take me a long time to actually have the baby, so I told her she could sleep a little and come up later if she wanted to. But the temps outside were dropping and it was getting alittle drizzly, so she decided to come on up with us so she didn't have to drive later and/or risk missing the birth!
Caitlin got there just a few minutes later, and I called Heather once again to tell her we were headed to the hospital. She asked if she should come on up now, but I told her to wait until we got checked in and knew for sure that they were going to keep us. We were out our door by about 11:30, on our way to meet our sweet little Joanna (hopefully!).
(To be continued...)
This was the last week we had with my mom here. It has been so wonderful to have her with us for almost a month! Gianna has loved all the extra attention and we've loved having the extra hands. I can't beleive we didn't get a single game of Settlers in, though! Joanna is doing great! She has a bit of a diaper rash, which is so sad! Gia never had a diaper rash when she was little, but we're just keeping cream on it and trying to get it to go away. Joey is still nursing great. She had one day where she slept literally all. day. long. And that night, she was awake for several hours which was not so fun. But overall, I really cannot complain because she's been sleeping pretty great at night for the most part. I just hope she is still gaining weight as well as she has the past two weeks! We took Joey out for the first time yesterday... to (where else) Chick-Fil-A! It was about 30 degrees outside yesterday, which I realized was going to be the warmest weather all week. So I suggested we go out for one last lunch with Mom. It was nice to get out and Joey slept the whole time! I've been kinda crazy about not going out with her, but so far it has worked to keep us healthy. Indiana (and much of the country) is seeing really high rates of flu this season and I don't want to take any unnecessary chances. I am so ready for warmer weather, the end of flu season, and for Joanna to be a bit older. But for now, I'm relying on the goodness of breastmilk antibodies and leaving the rest in God's hands! (BTW, have you read up on the amazing components of breastmilk? Its absolutely fascinating.) More snow is coming our way today... oh boy. Mom has to leave tomorrow, so we will be on our own again... I'm nervous/scared/sad about mom leaving but looking forward to finding our rhythm as a family of 4.
Our tiny sweetheart is growing! We had a weight check at the doctor on Friday, and Joanna has surpassed her birthweight! When she left the hospital, she was 6 lbs 11 oz (down from her 7 lbs 4 oz birthweight). Just a week and a half old, she weighed in at 7 lbs 8 oz! They doctor and nurse were very impressed with her weight gain. Its good to know she's getting enough milk and that it seems to be doing good. She is still sleeping pretty well... we generally get a 3 hour stretch at night, then its every two hours again after that. I don't know if its because sleep was so uncomfortable in the last trimester of my pregnancy, or because I know I can't just get in bed and sleep for hours on end, but my bed seems even more comfortable than I remember it being. A cruel joke, I say. Joanna experinced her first red carpet watching and awards show in the Golden Globes last night. I can't wait til she and Gia are old enough to stay up late with me and we can ooh-and-aaah over the gowns together! My mom is still here with us which is such a tremendous blessing. She is helping with Gia and cleaning, allowing me to rest, and its just so good to be together. We have her with us for one more week before she has to leave-- we will all be so sad to see her go! Gianna is still doing great in her new role as big sister. She's eager to help and usually asks to hold Joey a few times a day, though she doesn't like it when Joey stretches a hand toward her face and touches her. Silly girl! We're still going a bit stir crazy as its been super cold, but thankfully not in the negative degrees this week. Gia and I even go outside for a nice little walk this evening. Sean has a cold right now (hoping its nothing more than that) so he's in the guest room tonight, which means I am on my own with the babe tonight... I'm pretty nervous about it. She's been sleeping all day so we'll see what tonight holds for us.