Our Baby Is a Week Old
First of all, we want to thank all of you for your well wishes. We have loved all the phone calls, emails, and comments. I wish we had the time, strength, and energy to reply to each of you personally. Since that day may be in the far-off distant future, please accept our deepest thanks via the blog:
Here are some highlights of Ainsley’s first week of life OTW (outside the womb). Be warned: This is a doozie of a post.
Meeting the Family
Grandpa Ron & Grandma Dana
(Current grandparental names of choice: “Pa” and “Grandma Mommo”)
Grampa Rick & Gramma GG
(Current grandparental names of choice: “Pop Pop” and “Gramma GG”)
(I don’t have a picture of Ainsley and Uncle Ben in my files.)
(Uncle Bennett was stuck at home with a cold. 😦 Hurry up and get better, Boomy! Ainsley wants to meet you.)
Ainsley came home with us on Friday. After a rough night of almost no sleep and very little successful feeding, Saturday brought us a baby with a yellow face, chest, arms, and eyes. So… we don’t know a lot about babies, but we knew it was jaundice. What do you do with a jaundiced baby on the Saturday of Labor Day weekend? You go to the ER. (Ugh.)
After a 4 hour visit to the ER, we were told that Ainsley’s bilirubin was 17.1 (too high!) and would need to be readmitted. We walked through the hospital to the “Special Care Unit” of the Maternity Care Center. Once we got through the doors, the sign read “NICU” (Neonatal Intensive Care Unit). Here’s what happened in my head: “Umm… I didn’t realize she’d be staying in the NICU. NICU is for sick babies. I don’t want to be in the NICU; I don’t want Ainsley to be in the NICU. Can’t we just fix her somewhere else?” These fears increased when we were told that she would have to stay 1-2 nights.
Thankfully, our incredibly kind nurse, Kris, calmed my fears and talked us through everything. Ainsley had her own room with a phototherapy isolet (is that the right word?) and a fold-out chair/bed. Scott ended up staying the night in her room while I slept at home. The nurses helped me with breastfeeding when I was there and supplemented her with bottles when I was home.
We had high hopes that we could go home with her on Sunday since her levels were dropping quickly thanks to aggressive treatment (lights on the side, lights on top, and a light blanket underneath her back). But a visit from the pediatrician Dr. Bye brought us some disappointing news: We want her to stay another night. I could have cried right there. There wasn’t enough room for Scott and me to stay the night in that NICU room. I didn’t want to be in the hospital anymore. We had been there four nights already since Tuesday; only one night at home with our girl.
Then the good news: They were going to find a labor and delivery room for us to stay in and bring Ainsley to us throughout the night for feedings. Hooray! We had lots of snacks and a visit from Gramma GG and Grampa RIck, and Sunday night was a much better night for all three of us. And on Monday morning, Ainsley’s bilirubin was down to 8.5 — all better! We were home by 2:30 on Labor Day. And the house was full of meals thanks to all the Grands: meatloaf and hotdish from the Grand Ginn’s and chili from Grand Freitag’s.
Ainsley’s isolet with phototherapy lights. She loved all the warmth… she slept and slept and slept. Mostly with her arms over her head and her legs stretched out with toes curled.
Workin’ the fashion-forward foam goggles.
So happy to be home!
Meeting Winks the Elephant
Pins and Needles
Ainsley is no stranger to needles. Yesterday (Tuesday) we had a home care visit from a pediatric nurse who checked Ainsley’s vitals and drew blood for her bilirubin (probably the 20th time she’s had blood drawn). All is well. She’s gained 3 ounces (7 lbs, 9 oz), and her bilirubin was still a normal 8.8. Ainsley, as is typical for most daylight hours, slept through the majority of the appointment. We have a visit to the pediatrician’s office tomorrow at 2:00. I can’t believe we’re taking our baby to her first doctor’s appointment. How exciting!
One of the Many Lessons We’ve Learned
Unfortunately, Grandpa Ron had to learn this one for us.
We are cloth-diaperers. They are beautiful and soft and healthy and environmentally friendly and we love them. Ainsley loves them, too. I think Grandpa Ron will love them, too, now that we are using them with covers. Teehee.
Mom and Gizmo on Tuesday, August 26, 2008
(This is the best shot I have of my hair cut. Let’s face it: My hair isn’t going to be “fixed” for a while now.)
42 Weeks/1 week old
Ainsley Ruth on Wednesday, September 3, 2008