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Hi Ladies!! So sorry that I went MIA! I just.... wasn't feeling good, was stressed, overwhelmed with having another family in my house (for those that remember we had some of my hub's fam living with us), having pregnancy issues, etc. So I fell off the face of the earth, and hid.
Anyway, just wanted to check back in. At 30ish weeks is always when the PTL fun begins for me. This time was no different. Oliver Anthony was born on 12/08/11, at 33 weeks. Delivery was AWFUL, my worse csection yet, and it's my 4th so that's saying something. He was all wonky in there, and they couldn't get him safely, so they had to do a partial internal/external torsion to try and turn him. Terrifying!! Eddie literally had to leave the OR twice, he was white as a sheet with sweat dripping down his face ready to pass out, it was so bad. Oliver finally came out and was in a bad way, all floppy, and with poor color. Obviously they immediately took him to the NICU. He was breathing well, only requiring CPAP, but he needed a transfusion, and his blood levels were strange, and he was just like a ragdoll. It was scary. I don't really know what all happened in those first few hours, but when they reported to me a few hours later they said he was much better. He was moving, and improving. Poor baby had bruises all over his body from them trying to get him out, you could see individual finger prints on his chest, around an arm, and leg. It was bad. The best part of the whole thing was that he was just huge! At 33wks he weighed in at 7lbs 13oz. He was a monster! He was thankfully so big and well developed!! He only spent a few days on the CPAP, switched to a nasal cannula, and then to room air. When he finally was given the bottle, he went right at it. There were issues, but none of them too big, and we got to bring him home the evening of December 23rd. A fabulous Christmas present!
He's 10 weeks old now and just fabulous. He's the chunkiest baby I've ever had, he doesn't ever miss a meal. LOL!! Seriously, you could set your watch by this guy, he's still on the NICU feeding schedule 10 weeks later. 12, 3, 6, 9, 12, 3, 6, 9, etc, he's a piglet.
So we're doing good, I'm finally feeling myself again. I'm so happy he's here and the pregnancy mess is over. I hate being pregnant, I'm just NO good at it.