Showing posts with label mixing medication. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mixing medication. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

the first 2 weeks (the honeymoon)

The first 2 weeks of l'Ari (I've turned a French stone in my sleep deprived state of life) have been en liess!  Baby blues?  Not a chance!  (I credit breast feeding hormones.  Thank you oxytocin and prolactin!)  Broken sleep?  No problem (I've got the keen ability to nap...).  Aches and after birth pains? Pssht...handled (thank you Ibuprofen, Tylenol with codeine, sitz baths, and witch hazel pads!) .  Sibling rivalry? Nothing but love.  Dinner? On the table (thanks to my husb on paternity leave and my Mama's group for providing me with some frozen meals! Along with many other goodies!).  Cleanliness of the house?  White gloved perfection (or just too distracted to care at this point).

Breastfeeding issues?  Ari and I are a TEAM! It's like we're the poster people of La Leche.  Seriously though, I'm actually impressed with our ability to do this...for 2 weeks straight!  With every wet/poo diaper I pat myself on the back that I can breastfeed!  At Ari's 2 week appointment he measured at 23 inches (grown 2 inches!) and weighed 8lbs 9oz (gained just under a pound).  Making him around the 50th percentile for weight and above the 100th percentile for height.

No cradle cap. No baby acne.  No rashes, cuts, marks or boo-boos on this perfect creature...


We get about 3 hour stretches of sleep at night.  It's a start...
Otherwise I'm nursing every hour or 2...
 

So, you're the daddy 'round here?!
 


"To split yourself in two, is just the most radical thing you can do."
Ani Difranco
 


The other day Ari was fussing in his car seat.  I asked Milo to talk to his brother to help soothe him.  Milo turns to Ari and says, "It's okay, Ari.  Mommy's here.  Daddy's here. and Milo's here!"
It was a moment for me.
On the occasion that Milo wakes in the middle of the night -possibly from some bad dream or maybe a cat hacking a hairball from under his bed- I go to his room and tell him mommy and daddy are here.  I'm so glad that this not only soothes him back to his pillow to sleep, he remembers it.
And he used these words for his brother. Le sigh...
 

 

I live with these guys.  Me love lots.
  

and I wear my husbands boxers sometimes (I've lost all but 5lbs of the "baby weight!")...Classy Comfort for the "inbetween stage."
 

4 days afer birth, we took Ari to a check-in/up appointment.  His skin,when pressed, turned yellow.  So we had blood drawn.  His bilirubin was 16.3.  At 17 he would have been readmitted to the hospital for light therapy.  Instead we were able to go home with the instructions to feed-feed-feed so he can poop-poop-poop.  We also sat outside in the early morning/late afternoon.  2 days later his numbers were down to 13.  Doc says in his rough Indian accent, "We aren't going to worry about this jaundice anymore...."

 Yellow, yellow go away...


He doesn't remember how much he hated the swing when he was an infant.
Now?  It's a freakin' riot!
 

Psst...mama, I'm hungry!
 

Why, yes, that is my 3y.o. playing Call of Duty: Black Ops.  Probably not the most age appropriate game...
Probably.
 


This couch has gotten a lot of love.



Pretty much the best thing in the entire universe times infinity.
 
Taking Ari out at this age has proven to be a large case of "show and tell."  But me, de Milo and the husb must leave the house!  And with that comes alot of
"Wow, he's so tiny!" 
"You forget how small they are."
"How old is he or she?"
"Look at the little baby!"
"Now THAT is a newborn."
and one...
"In my day, we didn't take the baby out in public until after many months."

Burrito de Milo.
Milo has observed many swaddle sessions with his little brother.  So, one night, he requested the same.

Laundry is nothing short of Insane.  I'm impressed with the amount of clothing a newborn goes through, along with the 3 other folks that reside with him.  Milo enjoys "helping" out...

On Ari's 2 week post birthday -day, the husb and I took him out to dinner.  With white linen napkins and appetizers and salad and shrimp and scallops.  It was a fancy time.
Fortunatly we were surrounded by seasoned parents who didn't mind a baby in their fancy restaurant date night atmosphere.
Course, Ari stayed on the boob for most of the experience...



so far...so cool...
 

Thursday, February 10, 2011

7 weeks, 5 days: the first peek!

I'm having a...Rorschach Ink Blot!!! (and what do you see when you look at this picture?)

Amazing how this little speck (as big as a blueberry!) creates such...havoc!!

And if we had fancy machines in that office, here's what he/she is looking like:

I was also able to *score* a script for nausea (Promethazine).

HAHA I'm taking something that says "ProMeth"!  It's doctor prescribed, ya'll!!

  I can't say the meds have totally changed my life, but it does take the edge off. (yes, it's safe for baby!) 
The only side effects I've experienced are "increased fatigue" (which may not even be from the meds) and the dried out sinus post benedryl-like feeling.

I also got a referral for an internal fetal medicene specialist.  Since I have a history of pre-term labor, my doc found it necessary to see if I'm a candidate for delalutin.  Which is basically a weekly injection to prevent pre-term labor.

The appointment is in a few weeks.  Honestly, I really hope I'm not a candidate.  But we shall see what they recommend....

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Blurred to protect the Innocent. And the Guilty.

The morning after clean-up crew.  My HOA dollars hard at work.

So, yeah.
Here's a pic of my neighbors. One is street sweeping while the other is drinking a substance unknown while... supervising?

"You missed a spot."

Did I mention it's 27 degrees outside?

It's like they just woke up and said, "Top of the morning to you, Neighbor! Why don't you grab a broom and a cocktail and meet me outside? Get dressed?  Nah, just pull on something festive!  It's the HOLIDAZE"

I love my Klass-Act neighborhood.  Keeps me happy.

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

disclaimer: no child was harmed during the joke of a sedative-hypnotic drug


I worked last Saturday (yes, Thanksgiving weekend, booooo), so the husb took Milo to a place that rhymes with Foam Weepo.  He sent me this pic via picture mail.

I hate missing the successful, calm, no whining/running shopping trips.  Or maybe daddy slipped him a Quaalude in the parking lot...

Thursday, November 25, 2010

closeted Haiku artist without the rules of a Haiku...

I am civilized.  Very Very Civilized.  AKA, you can take me out in public, with hats I refuse to buy.

I wait for brunch. I was always serious about the brunches.


We take pictures of each other to pass the time. His smile is patient, too.

Oh Freakin (chick pea fries) Yum.  Well worth the wait.  I need this recipe. Stats & Pronto.

 She had: Smoked Salmon/cream cheese/bagel amazingness.  Very Well Worth the Wait.
All of it went in ma belly. Truth.

He had: blueberry pancakes with creme fraiche. Le Sigh.

Dying...
We sit on front stoops/dirty streets on late nights...

We wait for the show to start (Upright Citizens Brigade).


I take pictures that seem very necessary and immediate at that time. The "philosophy of the life and times of a mattress" conversation embarks at 1am...


We have long, important disCUSSions about McDonalds edged between 2 buildings while we...

sip our tea and eat our bread baskets from across the street...
We go up. High.  Reminence your rooftop blues from a room called: teenage. Or maybe we're really thirty (2)  now..."it's hard to say...it's hard to keep up with time once it's on it's way..."

The beauty grows.  Finding color in this "forest of stone..."

We cover lots of ground whenever we're around...

loves you  aaron dot dot dot...!

ps Happy Thanksgiving!

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Tap tap. Is this thing on?

Hello Faithfuls (mom!). 

I'm back from one hot minute in Vegas and thought I'd share some highlights with you alls.  I flew out last week, met up with my BFF, and had a fantastic time!

flying over and into Vegas! Hello Nevada!


view from the Eiffel Tower our hotel room!


look it's ME!  Without a BABY! What?!


my friend, Alicia, gettin' honest! ;) (congrats!)


Zexy!!


My first Vegas Nighclub: TAO


Where we partied with Holly Madison. And some other crazy hot chick!


Love: Where Cirque Du Soleil and The Beatles come together. AMAZING.


Obligatory pic with Elvis


I totes shoulda been a Prada model.


Or a candy perfume girl...


Partying it up with Hef.  Bunny ears and champagne wishes!


Hittin' up da club with my boyfriend...


pole dancin' with my man Bono...


Me and the BFF
Cheers!

Now I got some laundry and sleep to catch up on...