Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Boy-O-Boy!

Yesterday we had out 20 week ultrasound. I was nervous (I always get nervous about these test), my husband could wait to find out the gender.

The US tech was awesome, she explained everything she was looking at. Here is the tally:
10 finger
10 toes
4 chambers of the heart
2 half of the brain
and a extra appendage between the legs!

We are having a boy!

I am going to be the proud Momma of two boys. I am so out numbered now, it just me an the cat.

G was gleaming when she told us boy. I am ecstatic all measurements were within normal limits and no major issues were identified. I am also happy to know he is a boy. I like knowing, so I get a sense of them in-utero. I felt like I knew Bubbie before I delivered him, I think knowing he was a boy helped.

My mother thought it was great, she said I get to be the Queen of the castle!

Yeah for me!

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Frightful Fever

First let me say that Bubbie is now well and just fine, he did give me the scare of my life a week and a half ago.

He had a left ear infections (always the left) and had finished his antibiotics 2 days prior to waking on Sunday with a high fever. I thought he had a virus, one of his classmates had recently had Roseola. I gave him Tylenol and monitored him.

He was just not himself for most of the day. We continued to monitor the fever and give Tylenol but it never came back to normal. In the mid-afternoon his temp was 102 so I gave him Motrin (thought he wasn't responding to the Tylenol so I would try the next choice).

10 minutes after the Motrin he had a febrile seizure. Last 3 mins and he was post-ictal for about 15 minutes after the seizure stopped. We of course rushed to the ER while the seizure was happening and it ended in the car. Even though it was 3 minutes it felt like a life time.

As soon as we got to the ER they stripped him down, gave him Tylenol suppository, a cool sponge bath and fluids. He was back to himself in no time.

It was the scariest thing I have ever had to deal with. I tear up thinking about it now.

I have learned quite a bit since that time:
1. My husband had a febrile seizure as a toddler, so that makes Bubbie genetically predisposed to having them.
2. They don't not predispose him to epilepsy, and they are not harmful to his brain.
3. Most kids grow out of them by the age of 5 and he has a 50% chance of having another before that time.
4. If he has another I don't need to rush him to the ER unless the seizure last greater than 10 minutes, let the seizure finish and treat the fever (don't try to stop the seizure) and of course call the doctor.
5. There really is no way to predict if he will have another.
6. A tepid bath really does bring a fever down

In the end he was found to have another left ear infection and now they feel that if he has one more ear infection he will need to see an ENT for tubes.

He is now "afebrile" (without fever) and you would never know that he went through that. Kids are so resilient, I on the other hand have still not bounced back from it. I am getting there though.

On a happy note: 20 weeks pregnant with my little peanut, started to fell him/her move and kick (love it) and on Monday have the 20 anatomy scan ultrasound. If the baby will let us we are going to find out the gender.

I will keep you all posted.
Thanks for letting me get all that out.

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

The Mom

As crazy as things have been with the new house, let me just say I am very happy to be there. I am also very happy to be 18 weeks pregnant, and mother to a 16 month old (very energetic) little boy. I am also extremely happy to be married to my best friend.


So why is that I get so angry at them from time to time?


This morning is a perfect example. For some reason I got up first (4:30 am) but was the last to get ready (couldn't get in the shower till 6:49 am, have to leave by 7:00 am). Everyone else had their clothes ironed and on, their bellies feed and their lunches pack. Momma even did a load of laundry and put the dishes away. But, as we walk out the door my hair is still wet and I was lucky I got to brush my teeth and put on moisturizer.


Then to top it off my DH continue to ask me what to do.


"Do you want me to put on Bubbie's shoes?"


"Do you want his coat on?"


"Do you want him in the car?"


You would think we never went through this routine. I was so, so, so angry. It was like trying to get two kids out the door. Then I thought to myself, "what am I going to do when the next one come?"


I almost cried at the thought: I have visions of me going to work in my PJ's with my hair in a ponytail and no shoes... arghhhhhhhhh!


So I ask my DH why am I the last to (sort of ) get ready and why does he need so many directions from me.


This was his answer: "Your the Mom."


So there you have it, I am the Mom! (who needs some time management help)


Thursday, November 1, 2007

Happy Halloween

Things are as crazy as they can be right now but I really wanted to post Bubbie's in his Halloween costume. He had a blast.

Next year will be in our own home (settled yesterday) and we can't wait for Halloween to decorate (couldn't do much this year).

Hope all had a fun trick-or-treating!

Friday, October 5, 2007

Music to My Ears

Again it is Friday, I haven't had the chance to post all week, but I have great news.

Secondary to my "advance maternal age" I had my first Ultrasound this am as part of a sequential screen. It's nice to have the non-invasive option over the Amniocentesis. I think I would only consider that if there was a problem with this test.

I had to go to the test alone this time cause we have Bubbie and he needed to get to school. So I get there early and I have the first appointment (I always make the first appointment) so I didn't have to wait at all.

As soon as the US tech put the warm gel on my abdomen I started to hold my breath. I think he could tell I was nervous. So as soon as he put the transducer on he turned on the Doppler and I could hear the babies heartbeat.

Of course I started to cry.

It was so awesome to see my little peanut. At 12 weeks she/he really looks like a baby, not just a blob. I could even see the baby move and put it's hand in it's mouth. The heart was beating strongly at 160. Music to my ears!

I have been walking on cloud nine since and showing off my peanuts first baby pictures.

28 weeks to go!