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Friday, December 9, 2011

The One with a Newborn: Miss Lorelei Lake Turner

Whew! Life with a newborn is hard to put into words.  There is so much love, happiness, frustration, and tears that come along with this age.  At least in our household.

Jonathan has been great--especially the first few weeks when I felt like I had been ran over by a steam roller.

From the top,  Lorelei never latched for more than one or two minutes from the minute she was born.  I had to immediately start pumping and bottle feeding her when my milk came in.  She was on formula until that time.

We finally figured out that she was tongue-tied and that allowed her to latch.  However, at this point in time, it was much easier to feed her strictly breastmilk through the bottle.  I know some people might think I am crazy, but after your baby loses over a pound when she is born (drastic) and was basically starving, I really enjoy knowing exactly how many ounces that she takes in!  It makes me feel better.  I am also happy that by strictly pumping that I can make enough milk to feed her adequately and save.  She take around 2-4 ounces at every feeding and I am able to store/freeze around 15-20 ounces a day! This is awesome! I already have close to 150 ounces frozen!  She should be able to feed for a while off of breastmilk even after I wean her eventually (I am not sure when I will do this--time will tell).  I pump about 10 - 12 ounces each time.  I am telling you--Jonathan calls me the Dairy Queen. 

Anyways, after the drama of her not eating and only taking the bottle (with only breastmilk remember), she started screaming after 1/2 ounce around 4 weeks of age.  This was SO EMOTIONALLY draining to me and thus my one and only crying episode (other than when they clipped her tongue).  However, the medicine finally started working along with a combination of her learning to digest and pass gas with more ease as she ages.  This is still a work in progress and I was so worried that she wouldn't eat enough to grow and develop properly.  I have moved past the fears and put it in God's hands.  My baby is healthy and happy; thus, so am I!

Jonathan and I consider ourselves very lucky! Lorelei only cries with her reflux/gas during feedings or when she is hungry.  There are a couple of times when she will cry because she is overtired and has been awake for 7-8 hours--this also makes mommy tired.  This is when she has to cry it out.  Some people are not fans of crying it out but when your baby is obviously tired, clean, full, and warm, you just have to let her cry.  She cried one night around week 1 or 2 for an hour.  It was hard.  We would talk to her and soothe her but not pick her up.  She has not cried going to bed since.  She might cry for a minute or so now, self soothes and is out.  THAT IS RIGHT! You heard correctly.  Our baby sleeps anywhere from 5 - 7 hours every night.  From around 11 p.m. - 12 a.m. to 5 or 6 a.m. She is amazing.  She also doesn't wake up crying.  She just starts grunting and we feed her.  She also goes right back to sleep and is a great sleeper for 2 to 3 hour increments until noon.  She is most active in the afternoon and early evening.  She is a very happy baby and coos and tries to talk, smile and laugh at us.

She hates tummy time but is getting better about head control.

Here is our 7 week old angel! Doing what she does best! I must also put in there that she is only 7 weeks old and wearing 6 month clothes.  She is too long for the 3 month clothes.  Her pediatritian, Dr. Grooms said that the computer said error for her height at her age because she was off the charts haha.  She was also in the 75% for weight last time.  We go back for her 2 month shots next week and I will update then if not before!




P.S. I also went back for my post-partum check-up today.  I have lost 30 of the 43 pounds I gained and was released to run.  Bye bye last 13 pounds!

The One with the Pictures from the Last 7 weeks!

Please enjoy the montage (only a VERY SMALL fraction) of photos taken over the past 7 weeks! This is our angel!
One Week!

Two Weeks!

Three Weeks!



5 weeks!

Blue Steel!





10 days!



4 weeks!

6 weeks!


7 weeks!

THE ONE WHERE OUR PRECIOUS LORELEI IS HERE!!!

Forgive me for not posting in a while but I thought I had two more weeks until our precious baby girl made her arrival.  Boy did she have different thoughts!

I will try and update from my past post until present.

The last time I posted was October 1, 2011.  Lorelei would make her arrival on October 21, 2011.

The last weeks were hard on me.  Some of my morning sickness returned.  I made frequent bathroom breaks anywhere from every hour to every hour and a half but overall I still felt great.  I had no Braxton Hicks contractions or any prelabor signs.

On October 19, 2011, we went to my 37 1/2 week appointment.  Jonathan and I had convinced Dr. Chamberlain to do one last utlrasound just so we could be 100% sure she looked great and was head down.  She was and Dr. Chamberlain guessed her weight to be around 7 pounds but informed us there was no guarantee as her head was already at a -2 station and I was 80% effaced and 1 cm dilated.

I went to work the next day and even stayed late trying to get some things organized on my desk.  This was Thursday 10/20/2011.  I didn't feel "right" that day or that is the language that I told Jonathan.  I had asked him to please get off early so that we could walk while the sun was still up.  He agreed and came home and we went on a 30-45 minute walk just as we had been doing since 36 weeks (when my morning sickness had basically ended).  We were finished walking and I had no swelling.  I really only had one bad day of swelling and that was a few weeks prior.

I felt great after our walk and we ordered a pizza for dinner.  I showered and then decided to finish packing the hospital bag because we needed to put some things in it that couldn't wait until the last minute.

We finally went to sleep close to midnight and I awoke at 1:45 a.m. to make a bathroom trip as usual.  This might be when there is too much information for some of you--so just skip ahead to the pictures below.

Anyways, I was in the bathroom and heard a loud pop.  If you know me, you know that I overreacted and thought that the umbilical cord had broken and I freaked out! I jumped up and lost my mucus plug and then my water broke immediately.  Still being Lindsey, I went into the bedroom and told Jonathan to come make sure that my water had broken, etc.  He sort of stumbled out of bed and then realized what I was saying and turned high gear on and got dressed and started packing the car for the hospital!

I asked him to call the nurse because I wasn't sure if I was supposed to wait until contractions started to go to the hospital.  At this point, I was having no contractions.  The nurse informed us to come in as soon as possible so I changed clothes and we were off!

We did stop and get gas on the way because the car was on empty and again I was having just mild back pain at this point.  When we arrived at the hospital, I went on up to the 3rd floor while Jonathan parked the car.  By the time he got there, I was in triage making sure that my water had broken (ha-there was a puddle underneath me).  I promise no woman had as much water in her as I did.  At this point, my pain was around a 2 out of ten and it had been an hour since my water broke.  They put me in a room and told me to rest.  Within one hour, my contractions were bad and I was asking for an epidural.  It was around 5 a.m. once I finally got the epidural and she labored down around 9 or so.  I started pushing at 10 a.m. and she was here at 11:18 a.m.

She weighed 8 pounds and 10 ounces and was 20.5 inches long.  They had to test her for diabetes because she was so big to be 3 weeks early.  You may not think that is big but think about everyone that has an 8 pound baby usually has them on time or late.  So...she was huge.

She came out, looked around, made "big arms", and screamed.  Dr. Chamberlain and our Nurse Ginny said that her cord and placenta were perfect.  We donated her cord blood, and she received a nurse that said she saved a life!  I am an advocate for cord blood donation.  If you are not going to save it for your baby, please donate.  Our doctor and nurse were surprised that we were going to donate because not many people do.  I am so surprised by this since it can save a life or more than one.  This was my vent for this post!

Once my epidural wore off and I was able to use the restroom by myself, they moved us to a post-partum room.  I really did not have much pain or soreness.  I just felt heavy and was uncomfortable sitting for various reasons that all pregnant mommies have experienced I'm sure. If you have not, count your blessings.

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