Posted: 01/07/08
Jacob's Story Part 3: This will be short. I just forgot a couple of things that happened on Tuesday. I was so relived when Adam and my mom got there. Still no tears over what was happening. I kept saying it was either the peace of God or I was in denial, but I was going with peace until proven otherwise.
Sometime after my dad and brother got there, Adam and my brother left to run some errands and get some stuff from our house (once we realized we were in for the long hall we realized we needed some things. I gave Adam a list. I hadn't packed a bag or anything because we still had so much time. I figured I would have a doctors appointment and they would tell me I was dilated before I would pack my bag. Thankfully I have a wonderful husband who got everything and didn't complain).
I was most worried about my glasses. I knew I couldn't wear my contacts the entire time, but my glasses were at the eye doctor getting new lenses. Adam was going to stop by there and pay for them so that my brother could pick them up whenever they were done. No more than 30min after Adam left they eye doctor called and said that they were ready to be picked up. I was so relieved.
Yes this was all unplanned and I like things planned, but God knows just exactly what He created and worked out the little details that I was worried about.
I also was concerned about a camera. I didn't want all of this to happen without any pictures. We weren't prepared at all, but I didn't want to not be able to capture everything. I asked Adam to call his mom and ask her to bring us a camera to borrow. So, I waited at the hospital with my parents while Adam and Micah ran errands and got everything from the house (we forgot a couple of things and Adam's mom had to make 2 trips, I think, to the house to get stuff).
Oh, before Adam left, we were trying to figure out what to do with Garnet (the 130lb 2-year-old horse...er...dog we have) and our friends John & Carrie so wonderfully offered to watch him at their house! We couldn't believe it. Miracles of all miracles - they still like us (we think) after having him for about a week!
When Adam got back to the hospital he asked if I wanted my Christmas present. Kind of odd that he brought it, but ok. He pulled out my new Nikon camera that I REALLY wanted. I was so excited (but also very drugged so I didn't show much excitement!). He had ordered it online and it had come in and he drove all the way to the mall so that we could have it to capture all of the special memories.
That is all of the story for now. Hopefully I'll post more tomorrow morning before I go to the hospital. I have lots of pictures from Wednesday on taken with my new fun camera. Off to pump...
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Friday, February 27, 2009
Jacob's Story Part 2
Posted 01/02/08
Jacob's story part 2: I went to my doctors appointment again just thinking that I would get some medicine for my itching. When they took my blood pressure the top number was 141 which is high, but it has been high. I then had protein in my urine and of course had all of the swelling and had gained a good amount of weight since I had been there last.
The doctor checked me out and decided to put me on bed rest (she even gave me a note for work) and that made me cry as I realized how sick I really was and said she wanted me to go to the hospital 2 times a week and get monitored for 30 min (they would monitor Jacob's heartbeat and mine and my blood pressure) and then come back every 2 weeks for another doctor's visit. She wanted me to head over to the hospital then to get monitored and have more blood work done. While I was still there, she called over to triage and told them that I was coming. As soon as I stepped out the door I had a call from Stacy (my cousin who is a labor and delivery nurse). She was working in triage that day. I was so glad since I was alone that she would be with me.
Once I got to the hospital, Stacy hooked me up to all kinds of monitors and I called my mom to update her. Before I finished that phone call completely Stacy had an update for me and I knew it wasn't too good so I got off the phone (at this point I hadn't even called Adam yet). When I was at the doctors, she did tell me that if the hospital didn't like my blood pressure, they might keep me overnight to monitor me longer. Stacy had the pleasure of telling me that she had to admit me. My blood pressure had gotten as high as 160/110. Also, I was told that they might have to do a C-section soon. I definitely had preclampsia, it was a mild case, but bad enough for them to keep me.
So, we headed over to labor and delivery and I was given a room. Stacy called my mom and Adam for me as I was just slowly taking in everything. At that point, I wasn't convinced that they would take Jacob so early. Once I was in the room, the doctor came in and said that basically if my blood pressure didn't go down soon, they would be doing a C-section and even if it did go down, they were keeping me in the hospital until I had the baby.
They started me on this IV medicine to lower my blood pressure. It first made me feel like I was on top of a volcano. I felt hot all over. That lasted about an hour. Oh, did I mentioned that I hadn't eaten anything since the morning and they wouldn't let me eat anything. They had admitted me around noon and I was hungry and not too satisfied with just ice chips. Anyway, then the medicine made my muscles relax and made me just feel a little out of it.
I had some visitors which was nice to keep my mind off of everything. Adam and my mom got there soon after I was admitted. Everyone was nervous about what was happening to me, but I wasn't too bad yet. Stacy gave me a steroid shot that would help Jacob's lungs develop quickly. It hurt like crazy! She gave it to me around 2pm and it is a series of 2 shots, 24 hours apart and then they like to wait at least 12 hours before doing the C-section, but any amount of time that the shot is in me is helpful.
They left me on the blood pressure medicine, but told me that they couldn't leave me on that too much longer because it would start to affect Jacob and his heart rate would drop and that would be dangerous for him.
Stacy kept popping in and out, checking on me and answering questions. It was so wonderful to have her there and have her be the one to break all of the bad news to me. They did let me eat dinner that night - the food probably wasn't that good, but to me it was the best. The doctor checked on me one more time before we went to bed (me in the bed you normally give birth in - not too comfortable - and Adam in the recliner - again, not too comfortable), and said I was looking pretty good and it might be even Friday or Saturday before they did the C-section. I was glad about that as every moment Jacob was in me gave him a better chance.
So we went to sleep...well kind of. I didn't sleep at all that night. I itched and itched. I couldn't go to the bathroom without help because I couldn't stand by myself (the medicine relaxed my muscles too much and I just sunk down). My blood pressure was taken on the hour and the nurse came in on the half hour. So, that was my Tuesday excitement!
All in all I was in good spirits. It was only the grace of God that kept me calm and not really thinking about all of the scary possibilities. I know I had everyone worried, especially Adam. To be continued...
Jacob's story part 2: I went to my doctors appointment again just thinking that I would get some medicine for my itching. When they took my blood pressure the top number was 141 which is high, but it has been high. I then had protein in my urine and of course had all of the swelling and had gained a good amount of weight since I had been there last.
The doctor checked me out and decided to put me on bed rest (she even gave me a note for work) and that made me cry as I realized how sick I really was and said she wanted me to go to the hospital 2 times a week and get monitored for 30 min (they would monitor Jacob's heartbeat and mine and my blood pressure) and then come back every 2 weeks for another doctor's visit. She wanted me to head over to the hospital then to get monitored and have more blood work done. While I was still there, she called over to triage and told them that I was coming. As soon as I stepped out the door I had a call from Stacy (my cousin who is a labor and delivery nurse). She was working in triage that day. I was so glad since I was alone that she would be with me.
Once I got to the hospital, Stacy hooked me up to all kinds of monitors and I called my mom to update her. Before I finished that phone call completely Stacy had an update for me and I knew it wasn't too good so I got off the phone (at this point I hadn't even called Adam yet). When I was at the doctors, she did tell me that if the hospital didn't like my blood pressure, they might keep me overnight to monitor me longer. Stacy had the pleasure of telling me that she had to admit me. My blood pressure had gotten as high as 160/110. Also, I was told that they might have to do a C-section soon. I definitely had preclampsia, it was a mild case, but bad enough for them to keep me.
So, we headed over to labor and delivery and I was given a room. Stacy called my mom and Adam for me as I was just slowly taking in everything. At that point, I wasn't convinced that they would take Jacob so early. Once I was in the room, the doctor came in and said that basically if my blood pressure didn't go down soon, they would be doing a C-section and even if it did go down, they were keeping me in the hospital until I had the baby.
They started me on this IV medicine to lower my blood pressure. It first made me feel like I was on top of a volcano. I felt hot all over. That lasted about an hour. Oh, did I mentioned that I hadn't eaten anything since the morning and they wouldn't let me eat anything. They had admitted me around noon and I was hungry and not too satisfied with just ice chips. Anyway, then the medicine made my muscles relax and made me just feel a little out of it.
I had some visitors which was nice to keep my mind off of everything. Adam and my mom got there soon after I was admitted. Everyone was nervous about what was happening to me, but I wasn't too bad yet. Stacy gave me a steroid shot that would help Jacob's lungs develop quickly. It hurt like crazy! She gave it to me around 2pm and it is a series of 2 shots, 24 hours apart and then they like to wait at least 12 hours before doing the C-section, but any amount of time that the shot is in me is helpful.
They left me on the blood pressure medicine, but told me that they couldn't leave me on that too much longer because it would start to affect Jacob and his heart rate would drop and that would be dangerous for him.
Stacy kept popping in and out, checking on me and answering questions. It was so wonderful to have her there and have her be the one to break all of the bad news to me. They did let me eat dinner that night - the food probably wasn't that good, but to me it was the best. The doctor checked on me one more time before we went to bed (me in the bed you normally give birth in - not too comfortable - and Adam in the recliner - again, not too comfortable), and said I was looking pretty good and it might be even Friday or Saturday before they did the C-section. I was glad about that as every moment Jacob was in me gave him a better chance.
So we went to sleep...well kind of. I didn't sleep at all that night. I itched and itched. I couldn't go to the bathroom without help because I couldn't stand by myself (the medicine relaxed my muscles too much and I just sunk down). My blood pressure was taken on the hour and the nurse came in on the half hour. So, that was my Tuesday excitement!
All in all I was in good spirits. It was only the grace of God that kept me calm and not really thinking about all of the scary possibilities. I know I had everyone worried, especially Adam. To be continued...
Thursday, February 26, 2009
My Due Date
No, I'm not pregnant, but today is the one-year mark of Jacob's due date. He was due on February 26, 2008. How different life would be if I were planning his birthday now.
God gave us such a special gift with our Jacob True and even though is arrival was a surprise, we got something that most people don't ever get - 10 weeks extra with our son!
So today's post and the posts over the next few days are for my son. I started his birth story long ago and never finished it. In honor of today, the day that was supposed to be his birthday, I start his birth story and over the next couple of days I will finish it.
He is my miracle boy. God took us through a lot to get him into the world and helped him fight to stay in it and now he is a perfect little boy. Enjoy the story...
Posted 12/28/07
The story really started before last Tuesday. The first complication I had was swelling in my hands and numbness in my fingers. I wore a brace at night that helped with the pain, but there was nothing we could do for the numbness and it would only go away with delivery.
Just when I was getting used to that, I started to itch. I itched and itched and itched. Mostly at night. I think that started 4 weeks before he was born, but I don't remember. My feet also began to swell and swell. At some point they tested me for preclampsia (don't know if I spelled that correct). I had spots in my vision one night (12/03) and I went to the hospital. They checked on the results of my preclampsia test and it was negative and they sent me home.
I seemed to be doing OK, still itching, but doing OK.
Monday night (12/10) I had a really bad night. I was so itchy and irritated and felt like I was going to jump out of my skin. I didn't sleep at all. I called the doctor that Tuesday and they worked me in. They ordered more tests and thought I might have something wrong with my gallbladder and that would be causing the itching. If that was the case, then they could give me another medicine (I was already on one that wasn't working) and I should be good to go. The only problem was that it took 7 days to get the results back. So, that Wednesday I went and got my blood drawn for that test and waited.
The next Monday (12/17) they called and said the results were back in and were positive and that the doctor wanted me to come in so that they could go over everything. I made an appointment for 9:40 Tuesday morning (12/18). I was excited because finally we had a reason for my itching and they could fix it.
Meanwhile, my feet were continuing to swell and my ankles were huge and (sorry it I gross you out) my urine had started to get really dark, but I was drinking a ton and my trips to the bathroom were not increasing that much....to be continued.
God gave us such a special gift with our Jacob True and even though is arrival was a surprise, we got something that most people don't ever get - 10 weeks extra with our son!
So today's post and the posts over the next few days are for my son. I started his birth story long ago and never finished it. In honor of today, the day that was supposed to be his birthday, I start his birth story and over the next couple of days I will finish it.
He is my miracle boy. God took us through a lot to get him into the world and helped him fight to stay in it and now he is a perfect little boy. Enjoy the story...
Posted 12/28/07
The story really started before last Tuesday. The first complication I had was swelling in my hands and numbness in my fingers. I wore a brace at night that helped with the pain, but there was nothing we could do for the numbness and it would only go away with delivery.
Just when I was getting used to that, I started to itch. I itched and itched and itched. Mostly at night. I think that started 4 weeks before he was born, but I don't remember. My feet also began to swell and swell. At some point they tested me for preclampsia (don't know if I spelled that correct). I had spots in my vision one night (12/03) and I went to the hospital. They checked on the results of my preclampsia test and it was negative and they sent me home.
I seemed to be doing OK, still itching, but doing OK.
Monday night (12/10) I had a really bad night. I was so itchy and irritated and felt like I was going to jump out of my skin. I didn't sleep at all. I called the doctor that Tuesday and they worked me in. They ordered more tests and thought I might have something wrong with my gallbladder and that would be causing the itching. If that was the case, then they could give me another medicine (I was already on one that wasn't working) and I should be good to go. The only problem was that it took 7 days to get the results back. So, that Wednesday I went and got my blood drawn for that test and waited.
The next Monday (12/17) they called and said the results were back in and were positive and that the doctor wanted me to come in so that they could go over everything. I made an appointment for 9:40 Tuesday morning (12/18). I was excited because finally we had a reason for my itching and they could fix it.
Meanwhile, my feet were continuing to swell and my ankles were huge and (sorry it I gross you out) my urine had started to get really dark, but I was drinking a ton and my trips to the bathroom were not increasing that much....to be continued.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Shhh, don't tell Mommy
Hello world. I'm supposed to be napping, but like my buddy Hailey, I have snuck out and am contacting the outside world. My mommy is supposed to be doing her Wii Fit, but she isn't on it...I hope she doesn't catch me.
I thought since she hasn't updated ya'll in forever that I'd do some updating. I think she is planning on getting some pictures up today and I think she might post 'cause she said something about tomorrow being my actual due date (well, my due date when I was in her belly).
Enough about her...back to me!
I talk all of the time. I can say sock and shoe (or something that sounds like that). My Aunt Kristin says that I can say her name, but I'm not too sure about that. I am finally starting to call my mommy momma and she likes that a lot. I mimic sounds and sometimes if she says I love you enough then I try and say it. Mostly I just like to babble constantly to myself.
I'm growing big. Some of my 12-month clothes don't fit me and that makes mommy excited and daddy nervous ('cause that means mommy has to spend more money!).
What is the deal with Easter? I know why we celebrate it, but why is mommy so excited about getting me an outfit? I just don't get it. She found a shirt and now she has to find a sweater vest. Come on, a sweater vest? What are the ladies going to think about that? I hope I don't look like a dork!
Mommy took me to get my pictures taken last Friday. We'll get to pick them up next week. I did pretty good. There was this other little girl there who kept trying to sit on me before my pictures and I didn't like that and it put me in a weird mood. I wouldn't sit still for my pictures (don't know why they thought I would), but when my mommy took my shoes (which were too small) and socks off, I was so happy just to sit and play with those. I think they got some good pictures. Mommy spent more money than daddy thought she would so I think that is a good sign of a good photo shoot!
I'm starting to understand the whole standing thing. I'm pretty sure I can do it. I stand a lot when I'm playing and I don't realize I'm standing. Today mommy got all excited. I don't really get why, but she was clapping and kissing and saying things in a high voice that I couldn't understand. I stood while playing and I thought that maybe I'd try this walking thing that everyone bigger than me does. I took one step and was pretty steady and then I thought that walking was overrated and sat down. That is when mommy did her flip out. I guess it was good that she was there. She was sitting on the couch before and I came over to her and pointed at her and then pointed at the ground over and over until she came and played with me and then I tried the walking thing. Now, don't you get all excited my gramas 'cause I think I'll still wait awhile before I give it a go again, but I think it will be something I'll eventually really like.
Before I go back to bed (I'm getting sleepy), I did want to give a message to Hailey about those big fuzzy things that she has in her house. The one that says meow...you put that one in the toilet. That is the best way to play with it (sorry my aunt sue sue. I think that might disappoint you, but what can you do to the cutest kid ever?!?). The other really big fuzzy thing that you have is a dog. Yap, I'm smart like that. I can even bark if you ask me what a dog says and I can say dog when I'm in a good mood. From what I have learned with my dog, you can climb on them when you get bigger and they just sit there. I can't get up on the couch yet, but when I climb up on my dog I can almost do it. It is hard to catch them. You have to wait until they are sleeping. Be careful what part of the dog you pull on. My dog has this one part that I like to pull on and my mommy yells at me and then washed my hands a lot! You get used to eating the hair left in your hands. I rather enjoy it now, but my mommy still doesn't. She just needs to chill. I like my dog and he likes me and we are going to be best friends one day.
OK, I'm yawning and need to go sleep. Yikes! Mommy is coming around the corner...pray for me!
I thought since she hasn't updated ya'll in forever that I'd do some updating. I think she is planning on getting some pictures up today and I think she might post 'cause she said something about tomorrow being my actual due date (well, my due date when I was in her belly).
Enough about her...back to me!
I talk all of the time. I can say sock and shoe (or something that sounds like that). My Aunt Kristin says that I can say her name, but I'm not too sure about that. I am finally starting to call my mommy momma and she likes that a lot. I mimic sounds and sometimes if she says I love you enough then I try and say it. Mostly I just like to babble constantly to myself.
I'm growing big. Some of my 12-month clothes don't fit me and that makes mommy excited and daddy nervous ('cause that means mommy has to spend more money!).
What is the deal with Easter? I know why we celebrate it, but why is mommy so excited about getting me an outfit? I just don't get it. She found a shirt and now she has to find a sweater vest. Come on, a sweater vest? What are the ladies going to think about that? I hope I don't look like a dork!
Mommy took me to get my pictures taken last Friday. We'll get to pick them up next week. I did pretty good. There was this other little girl there who kept trying to sit on me before my pictures and I didn't like that and it put me in a weird mood. I wouldn't sit still for my pictures (don't know why they thought I would), but when my mommy took my shoes (which were too small) and socks off, I was so happy just to sit and play with those. I think they got some good pictures. Mommy spent more money than daddy thought she would so I think that is a good sign of a good photo shoot!
I'm starting to understand the whole standing thing. I'm pretty sure I can do it. I stand a lot when I'm playing and I don't realize I'm standing. Today mommy got all excited. I don't really get why, but she was clapping and kissing and saying things in a high voice that I couldn't understand. I stood while playing and I thought that maybe I'd try this walking thing that everyone bigger than me does. I took one step and was pretty steady and then I thought that walking was overrated and sat down. That is when mommy did her flip out. I guess it was good that she was there. She was sitting on the couch before and I came over to her and pointed at her and then pointed at the ground over and over until she came and played with me and then I tried the walking thing. Now, don't you get all excited my gramas 'cause I think I'll still wait awhile before I give it a go again, but I think it will be something I'll eventually really like.
Before I go back to bed (I'm getting sleepy), I did want to give a message to Hailey about those big fuzzy things that she has in her house. The one that says meow...you put that one in the toilet. That is the best way to play with it (sorry my aunt sue sue. I think that might disappoint you, but what can you do to the cutest kid ever?!?). The other really big fuzzy thing that you have is a dog. Yap, I'm smart like that. I can even bark if you ask me what a dog says and I can say dog when I'm in a good mood. From what I have learned with my dog, you can climb on them when you get bigger and they just sit there. I can't get up on the couch yet, but when I climb up on my dog I can almost do it. It is hard to catch them. You have to wait until they are sleeping. Be careful what part of the dog you pull on. My dog has this one part that I like to pull on and my mommy yells at me and then washed my hands a lot! You get used to eating the hair left in your hands. I rather enjoy it now, but my mommy still doesn't. She just needs to chill. I like my dog and he likes me and we are going to be best friends one day.
OK, I'm yawning and need to go sleep. Yikes! Mommy is coming around the corner...pray for me!
Monday, February 09, 2009
Sunday, February 08, 2009
Is the drama over?
It seems that things are slowing down in the Shaw house, finally. Let's see, where did I leave off last time?
Thursday: Jacob had a total of 3 blow-outs leading to 2 baths. He was fussy and took 3 naps. I just quit washing the tub and filled the washer with water and kept adding to it all day. I figured I would run the washer at the end of the day and would wash the tub when I knew it was done washing poop.
Friday: A much better day. Jacob started the day with a bath, but only because his diaper had so much pee in it that it couldn't hold the runny poop. He was in a much better mood and didn't have any blow-outs. He stilled didn't like me being on the computer at all (glad I got all of my work done) and wanted me to sit on the floor while he played, but when I did that he played great. I haven't seen him play that well in a long time. He has learned how to clap and it is so cute. He only moves one hand. He is standing more by himself, but he doesn't realize it when he does it.
That night, one of my "old"youth girls, Ally, got back from 6 months in Hawaii so my mom came over so that Adam and I could go to a welcome back party at Gators (yum!). We called my mom on the way home, remember that Jacob has had a GREAT day and seems to be better, and she had gone in to cover Jacob and found that he had thrown up in his sleep (and still was asleep). Here we go again. He wasn't too upset when we got home; just needing some mommy time.
Saturday: Jacob woke up at about 730 (I was hoping he would sleep in a little more) and Adam went and got him. He had thrown up again (I'm glad that I have multiple crib sheets) and so back to the bath tub. He didn't have any blow-out diapers that day, but when I was putting him down for his morning nap, he pucked on both of us. I was able to catch it with my body and run into my bathroom and dump it in the bathtub (his blanket caught most of it).
I have decided that he had the stomach flu, but he also has this cough with drainage that hasn't let his stomach calm down. He had a coughing fit right before he threw up. So, I jumped in the shower to clean me up (none of it got on Jacob) and Adam put him down for his nap.
Adam hadn't been feeling well all morning, but thought it was just Gators. He jumped in the shower once Jacob was down and I was brushing my teeth when he started throwing up. I came back into the bathroom when Adam was done and he was still convinced that it was dinner, but he did lay down in bed and drift off to sleep.
I kept cleaning as my house is a wreck and filled with germs. Adam had horrible stomach cramps and at some point took a hot bath to try and relax his body and threw up again. Now he was convinced, just like I told him, that he was really sick. So the rest of the day was filled with trying to clean and taking care of my boys. I was exhausted and fell asleep on the couch and didn't wake up until Adam put Jacob on me.
Last night non of us slept well. Jacob coughed all night and Adam was awake a ton. I think we both saw every 1/2 hour. For about 30min in the night I was awake listening to Adam's stomach rumble (he hadn't eaten anything since Friday night).
I wanted to go church this morning and leave the boys at home (I hate missing), but I was so tired that Jacob and I took a morning nap while Adam went to the grocery store (he gets stir-crazy if he has too much down time and had to get out and I didn't complain). I got up and have been bleaching the house. Both boys seem to be doing better and although I feel exhausted, so far my stomach has been ok.
I'm going to go to our young marrieds group tonight and leave the boys at home. I've been home since Tuesday (except for a quick trip to Altamonte Wednesday) and really need to get out of the house (I have never been so excited to go to work on Monday!). Hopefully everyone will stay well. Adam is just tired and sore, but his stomach is feeling ok. Jacob seems to be doing pretty good and has had normal diapers all day. He is a momma's boy right now, but that will not last long.
Since my little man is up I need to go shampoo my bedroom carpet again to get rid of the left-overs from Jacob's Wednesday drama.
I hate drama. Can the Shaw house be done with it? I'm ready to tell stories of my cute little man, not my pucking men! =)
Thursday: Jacob had a total of 3 blow-outs leading to 2 baths. He was fussy and took 3 naps. I just quit washing the tub and filled the washer with water and kept adding to it all day. I figured I would run the washer at the end of the day and would wash the tub when I knew it was done washing poop.
Friday: A much better day. Jacob started the day with a bath, but only because his diaper had so much pee in it that it couldn't hold the runny poop. He was in a much better mood and didn't have any blow-outs. He stilled didn't like me being on the computer at all (glad I got all of my work done) and wanted me to sit on the floor while he played, but when I did that he played great. I haven't seen him play that well in a long time. He has learned how to clap and it is so cute. He only moves one hand. He is standing more by himself, but he doesn't realize it when he does it.
That night, one of my "old"youth girls, Ally, got back from 6 months in Hawaii so my mom came over so that Adam and I could go to a welcome back party at Gators (yum!). We called my mom on the way home, remember that Jacob has had a GREAT day and seems to be better, and she had gone in to cover Jacob and found that he had thrown up in his sleep (and still was asleep). Here we go again. He wasn't too upset when we got home; just needing some mommy time.
Saturday: Jacob woke up at about 730 (I was hoping he would sleep in a little more) and Adam went and got him. He had thrown up again (I'm glad that I have multiple crib sheets) and so back to the bath tub. He didn't have any blow-out diapers that day, but when I was putting him down for his morning nap, he pucked on both of us. I was able to catch it with my body and run into my bathroom and dump it in the bathtub (his blanket caught most of it).
I have decided that he had the stomach flu, but he also has this cough with drainage that hasn't let his stomach calm down. He had a coughing fit right before he threw up. So, I jumped in the shower to clean me up (none of it got on Jacob) and Adam put him down for his nap.
Adam hadn't been feeling well all morning, but thought it was just Gators. He jumped in the shower once Jacob was down and I was brushing my teeth when he started throwing up. I came back into the bathroom when Adam was done and he was still convinced that it was dinner, but he did lay down in bed and drift off to sleep.
I kept cleaning as my house is a wreck and filled with germs. Adam had horrible stomach cramps and at some point took a hot bath to try and relax his body and threw up again. Now he was convinced, just like I told him, that he was really sick. So the rest of the day was filled with trying to clean and taking care of my boys. I was exhausted and fell asleep on the couch and didn't wake up until Adam put Jacob on me.
Last night non of us slept well. Jacob coughed all night and Adam was awake a ton. I think we both saw every 1/2 hour. For about 30min in the night I was awake listening to Adam's stomach rumble (he hadn't eaten anything since Friday night).
I wanted to go church this morning and leave the boys at home (I hate missing), but I was so tired that Jacob and I took a morning nap while Adam went to the grocery store (he gets stir-crazy if he has too much down time and had to get out and I didn't complain). I got up and have been bleaching the house. Both boys seem to be doing better and although I feel exhausted, so far my stomach has been ok.
I'm going to go to our young marrieds group tonight and leave the boys at home. I've been home since Tuesday (except for a quick trip to Altamonte Wednesday) and really need to get out of the house (I have never been so excited to go to work on Monday!). Hopefully everyone will stay well. Adam is just tired and sore, but his stomach is feeling ok. Jacob seems to be doing pretty good and has had normal diapers all day. He is a momma's boy right now, but that will not last long.
Since my little man is up I need to go shampoo my bedroom carpet again to get rid of the left-overs from Jacob's Wednesday drama.
I hate drama. Can the Shaw house be done with it? I'm ready to tell stories of my cute little man, not my pucking men! =)
Saturday, February 07, 2009
Still Sick
Jacob is coughing so hard that he is throwing up and now Adam is sick. When is the madness going to end?!? Hopefully I can post more later. Jacob is standing by me screaming-he wants ALL of my attention!
Friday, February 06, 2009
Denver: Sledding
Finally the last of the Denver pictures. We went sledding while in Breckenridge and it was a blast! It was a beautiful day. I had never been sledding before and was terrified my first 2 times down (might have something to do with going super fast down a mountain backwards), but I loved it! The pictures don't do the grade of the mountain or the beauty justice.
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Denver: The Drive to Breckenridge
We drove to Breckenridge (1.5 hours away) to go sledding. I am a beach kind of a girl and I love the beach and LOVE to vacation at the beach. I don't like cold weather and don't understand why more people don't live at the beach. After going to Breckenridge, I understand now why people go to the mountains. It is beautiful and changed my entire outlook on vacations. Now if I want a fun, play vacation, the mountains is definitely an option and I can't wait to go snow skiing one day (but a relaxing vacation, one I want to take year after year, is still the beach).
These pictures were taken on our way to Breckenridge.
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These pictures were taken on our way to Breckenridge.
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Thursday, February 05, 2009
Denver: Rock Band & my little man
We played Rock Band and kind of really got into it. Jacob LOVED playing with all of the toys Juli & Thomas brought home from the gym!
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Jacob 2, Mommy 0
Well, Jacob just had another blow-out. This morning his poop made it to his pj's, but he didn't need a bath.
He went down for his second nap of the day (he is constantly fussy now; such a huge contrast from this morning) and when he got up I started to change him. When I placed him on the changing table I wanted to go back to bed and start the day over. He had poop all the way down his leg to his foot. So to the bathtub we went to wash him and then his clothes.
The score: 2 outfits in the washer and a 3rd on him. Wonder how long this one is going to last?
He went down for his second nap of the day (he is constantly fussy now; such a huge contrast from this morning) and when he got up I started to change him. When I placed him on the changing table I wanted to go back to bed and start the day over. He had poop all the way down his leg to his foot. So to the bathtub we went to wash him and then his clothes.
The score: 2 outfits in the washer and a 3rd on him. Wonder how long this one is going to last?
Uck!
I have proven that I can clean up an enormous amount of puck and not add to it and I don't feel like I ever need to prove that ever, ever, ever again!
My little man is sick, I think. It all started Tuesday night. We put him to bed at 7pm (his normal bed time) and at 830 he started to whimper. Adam went in thinking he would just stick the paci in his mouth and we would move on with our night...nope! Jacob had thrown up all of the contents of his stomach all over himself and his bed.
Adam came into the living room where I was waiting with a puck-cover Jacob. It smelled so strong that I couldn't even take him and Adam had to get him in the tub and get him undressed and then I took over with the washing of him. It was everywhere-ears, hair, gross! I had to wash his hair twice and it still smelled. Jacob did great and only whimpered. It was like he knew that something strange had happened and that we were trying to help him as quickly as possible.
He woke up Wednesday morning acting normal, but he coughed all night so he went down for an early nap. When he woke up we went and ran errands. I thought for sure he pooped in Target, but it was just really bad gas. When we got home I fed him lunch and then fixed my lunch. I smelled his dirty diaper and went to change that. That is when the drama of Wednesday began...
I changed him and it was really bad. Nothing like I had ever seen before. Right before I took the diaper off, I heard a weird noise and thought Garnet had gotten into something, but then realized it was my chicken boiling over. So I grabbed Jacob and ran to the kitchen, turned off the stove, checked to make sure we didn't loose any poop on the way and then went back to cleaning him up.
I went back to my lunch (must not have been too bad) and he was still fussing. I figured it was time for his nap so I picked him up and headed towards his room. When I got to his crib, he started making this funny noise. I listened and thought to myself that he might be gagging and I should get to tile. I made it out of his door and into my room and then he let loose. Orange puck all over my walls-from the door frame going into his room from mine to my closet door, down the walls, into the outlet, all over the floor. It looked like a crime scene. It was on me and on him. Don't worry, I did try to catch it and so as I proceeded to the kitchen, I dripped my hand-full of puck the entire way. I got him changed and me changed and didn't know what to do next.
He was so tired that I put him to bed, called my mother-in-law to bring over her rug shampooer and started whipping down the walls. I realized that since we are in a new house, it is too early to just buy new carpet so I soaked the carpet with water, scrubbed it with my fingers and used the shop-vac to suck it up (a technique that worked SUPER well; if I didn't have the rug shampooer my carpet still would have looked pretty good). While I was cleaning it up (Jacob was sleeping through this very loud process), I was having some pretty intense conversations with God about my gag reflexes. When I see, hear, smell puck, I add to it and I just didn't have the energy to clean up more. Thankfully, God ignored my telling Him what to do and I made it through.
I called the doctor and they wanted to see Jacob, so I didn't have time to finish cleaning everything so I soak 3 towels (yes, the area was that big) and spread them out over the carpet to make sure it didn't dry. I woke up Jacob and we headed to the doctor. She said it might just be the drainage from his cough and to keep him off milk for awhile or it could be the stomach flu. Thankfully, Adam and I are feeling fine, so I don't think it is a stomach flu.
Feel bad enough for me? Oh, the drama isn't over! He had such bad gas on the way to and from the doctor (he almost had a blow-out there, but I caught it just in time; I don't think that exam room will ever smell normal again!) Jacob had such bad gas that I had to roll down the windows!
When we got home, I put him in his high-chair with a snack and Handy Manny on and started to finish shampooing the carpet. Jacob was fussing the entire time and I had to get the shampooing done before he went to bed because it was so loud. I called Adam's mom and she headed over to rescue us. In the meantime, I checked on Jacob and could tell he pooped. I picked him up to clean him and he had a major blow-out. Through the clothes, through the high-chair pad, through everything. I got him stripped down and opened his diaper and knew this was a job for the tub (this is now his 4th bath in 24-hours). On the way there, he touched his poop and then touched the door-frame of the bathroom.
To re-cap: I have poop on the changing table (thankfully it doesn't have a cover on it), on the high-chair pad, on the high chair, all over his clothes, on the door frame, in the bath tub and quickly being cleaned off of his. I rinsed his hand and as I was reaching for the soap to wash it, he put it in his mouth. Oh yeah, Adam has been at work all day and he had youth last night (obviously I stayed home with Jacob). I was so happy when Grace got there; I was just happy to not be alone anymore. Grace cleaned the tub while I cleaned the high-chair and then she fed Jacob dinner while I finished the carpets.
The diapers haven't gotten much better, but we haven't ruined any clothes today (he went though 4 outfits yesterday) and we have had no more puck. He hasn't acted like he has missed his milk and has down the juice bottles. As odd as it seems that all of that was from the drainage, removing the milk and giving him nebulizer treatments have seemed to help his stomach, but he still has a bad cough. He just coughs and coughs and coughs.
So, that was my drama for yesterday. I'm home today from work and hope to go tomorrow, but we'll see. The excitement really didn't begin yesterday until lunch time so I'm keeping my fingers crossed until then.
I thought about leaving you with a picture of all the puck (yes, I had to take a picture for Adam to see what his son did-it was really incredible), but I changed my mind (if you want to see, let me know and I'll email you). I'll leave you with this ADORABLE nap picture from the other day. Enjoy!
My little man is sick, I think. It all started Tuesday night. We put him to bed at 7pm (his normal bed time) and at 830 he started to whimper. Adam went in thinking he would just stick the paci in his mouth and we would move on with our night...nope! Jacob had thrown up all of the contents of his stomach all over himself and his bed.
Adam came into the living room where I was waiting with a puck-cover Jacob. It smelled so strong that I couldn't even take him and Adam had to get him in the tub and get him undressed and then I took over with the washing of him. It was everywhere-ears, hair, gross! I had to wash his hair twice and it still smelled. Jacob did great and only whimpered. It was like he knew that something strange had happened and that we were trying to help him as quickly as possible.
He woke up Wednesday morning acting normal, but he coughed all night so he went down for an early nap. When he woke up we went and ran errands. I thought for sure he pooped in Target, but it was just really bad gas. When we got home I fed him lunch and then fixed my lunch. I smelled his dirty diaper and went to change that. That is when the drama of Wednesday began...
I changed him and it was really bad. Nothing like I had ever seen before. Right before I took the diaper off, I heard a weird noise and thought Garnet had gotten into something, but then realized it was my chicken boiling over. So I grabbed Jacob and ran to the kitchen, turned off the stove, checked to make sure we didn't loose any poop on the way and then went back to cleaning him up.
I went back to my lunch (must not have been too bad) and he was still fussing. I figured it was time for his nap so I picked him up and headed towards his room. When I got to his crib, he started making this funny noise. I listened and thought to myself that he might be gagging and I should get to tile. I made it out of his door and into my room and then he let loose. Orange puck all over my walls-from the door frame going into his room from mine to my closet door, down the walls, into the outlet, all over the floor. It looked like a crime scene. It was on me and on him. Don't worry, I did try to catch it and so as I proceeded to the kitchen, I dripped my hand-full of puck the entire way. I got him changed and me changed and didn't know what to do next.
He was so tired that I put him to bed, called my mother-in-law to bring over her rug shampooer and started whipping down the walls. I realized that since we are in a new house, it is too early to just buy new carpet so I soaked the carpet with water, scrubbed it with my fingers and used the shop-vac to suck it up (a technique that worked SUPER well; if I didn't have the rug shampooer my carpet still would have looked pretty good). While I was cleaning it up (Jacob was sleeping through this very loud process), I was having some pretty intense conversations with God about my gag reflexes. When I see, hear, smell puck, I add to it and I just didn't have the energy to clean up more. Thankfully, God ignored my telling Him what to do and I made it through.
I called the doctor and they wanted to see Jacob, so I didn't have time to finish cleaning everything so I soak 3 towels (yes, the area was that big) and spread them out over the carpet to make sure it didn't dry. I woke up Jacob and we headed to the doctor. She said it might just be the drainage from his cough and to keep him off milk for awhile or it could be the stomach flu. Thankfully, Adam and I are feeling fine, so I don't think it is a stomach flu.
Feel bad enough for me? Oh, the drama isn't over! He had such bad gas on the way to and from the doctor (he almost had a blow-out there, but I caught it just in time; I don't think that exam room will ever smell normal again!) Jacob had such bad gas that I had to roll down the windows!
When we got home, I put him in his high-chair with a snack and Handy Manny on and started to finish shampooing the carpet. Jacob was fussing the entire time and I had to get the shampooing done before he went to bed because it was so loud. I called Adam's mom and she headed over to rescue us. In the meantime, I checked on Jacob and could tell he pooped. I picked him up to clean him and he had a major blow-out. Through the clothes, through the high-chair pad, through everything. I got him stripped down and opened his diaper and knew this was a job for the tub (this is now his 4th bath in 24-hours). On the way there, he touched his poop and then touched the door-frame of the bathroom.
To re-cap: I have poop on the changing table (thankfully it doesn't have a cover on it), on the high-chair pad, on the high chair, all over his clothes, on the door frame, in the bath tub and quickly being cleaned off of his. I rinsed his hand and as I was reaching for the soap to wash it, he put it in his mouth. Oh yeah, Adam has been at work all day and he had youth last night (obviously I stayed home with Jacob). I was so happy when Grace got there; I was just happy to not be alone anymore. Grace cleaned the tub while I cleaned the high-chair and then she fed Jacob dinner while I finished the carpets.
The diapers haven't gotten much better, but we haven't ruined any clothes today (he went though 4 outfits yesterday) and we have had no more puck. He hasn't acted like he has missed his milk and has down the juice bottles. As odd as it seems that all of that was from the drainage, removing the milk and giving him nebulizer treatments have seemed to help his stomach, but he still has a bad cough. He just coughs and coughs and coughs.
So, that was my drama for yesterday. I'm home today from work and hope to go tomorrow, but we'll see. The excitement really didn't begin yesterday until lunch time so I'm keeping my fingers crossed until then.
I thought about leaving you with a picture of all the puck (yes, I had to take a picture for Adam to see what his son did-it was really incredible), but I changed my mind (if you want to see, let me know and I'll email you). I'll leave you with this ADORABLE nap picture from the other day. Enjoy!
Monday, February 02, 2009
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