Dr Frothingham says he looks GREAT. 12 pounds 3 oz. hes healthy and above average (12 pounds is the average weight of a 4-5 month old) and he has healed nicely. Dr Frothingham was very pleasant and we like him, however i think we will make his main doctor Mark Bartlett. they all are in the same clinic (mid valley pediatrics). only dif is frothingham is in the geary street office and bartlett is over by the hospital.
speaking of our hospital... i wonder if corvallis is cleaner. my er suite was filthy and had bugs. i wonder who we complain to
Tuesday, May 31, 2005
Monday, May 30, 2005
doctors doctors doctors
well we didnt make it to the ceremony that the vfw put on in brownsville today. instead we got to go to the er to have me checked for "excessive blood loss". they gave it another name as well, told me to take pills and rest. so Indiana and i spent the day napping in the recliner, and in the bedroom. Chris was great about spending the day trying to take care of us both and still play knights of the old republic. tomorrow i go to the doc to see if im better. and then Indiana goes to the doc to see how his healing for his "little boy operation" is progressing. (it looks fine to me). the day after that is his first set of immunizations outside the ones he got at birth. he should love that.
for now he is in his room with his daddy, screaming until he throws up and makes his lips blue. anyone spending a just one 24 hour day with this one will decide to never have children of thier own!
for now he is in his room with his daddy, screaming until he throws up and makes his lips blue. anyone spending a just one 24 hour day with this one will decide to never have children of thier own!
Memorial Day
It is Memorial Day today. It is a day to remember and honor the fallen veterans who fought for our freedom. We missed the annual trip to Brownsville for my grandparents, since my parents made it yesterday early in the morning. We will probably go up as a family today (chris, indiana and i). i should probably tell chris, hehe. Like to get some pictures of the baby with the flag flying behind him, maybe with his daddys army gear.
Indiana and his daddy are sleeping, its time for me to join them. more later in the day...
Indiana and his daddy are sleeping, its time for me to join them. more later in the day...
Sunday, May 29, 2005
6 weeks not 6 months!
its time to change for the night. we put on our fresh dry diaper. we get our chammomile and lavendar massage. and we put on our NEW fresh clean sleeper, the one that says 12-18 pounds (6months!).
I keep trying to tell Indiana 6 weeks not 6 months! but the sleeper is cute, its another of the beautiful outfits that Chris's aunt Betty sent from Maryland (does anyone know her email address so we can tell her about the blog?).
He does have a well travelled wardrobe.
I keep trying to tell Indiana 6 weeks not 6 months! but the sleeper is cute, its another of the beautiful outfits that Chris's aunt Betty sent from Maryland (does anyone know her email address so we can tell her about the blog?).
He does have a well travelled wardrobe.
Staying with Nanna Sue
well, the movie was so-so... some good bits some bad bits.
but, on the up side: sounds like Indiana cried only about 10 minutes, then snuggled in and slept for his grandma the whole time we were gone. how come he cant be that good for me?!?! oh well, guess im glad he was good becausae if he hadnt been she probably wouldnt have taken him ever again.
but, on the up side: sounds like Indiana cried only about 10 minutes, then snuggled in and slept for his grandma the whole time we were gone. how come he cant be that good for me?!?! oh well, guess im glad he was good becausae if he hadnt been she probably wouldnt have taken him ever again.
Saturday, May 28, 2005
todays stuff
well...
arranged with my mom for her to watch the "little angel" tomorrow so we can go to the movies (episode 3).
auntie kaffwin (kathryn to those of you who dont spend the day baby talking) came down when she got off work. Indiana puked on her 3 times. (good boy! thats an extra 3 bucks in your bank account!! remember baby boy, every puking on kaffwin is a dollar!)
fave moment of the day?? Indiana''s Grandma Laura came for dinner (mmmm chris made cat fish and hush puppies... horray for www.foodnetwork.com and free recipies) and when Indiana was handed to her he cried, and cried, and cried, and cried etc. about 30 minutes later Cousin Macy shows up, picks up little danny boy and no crying at all, cooed himself to sleep in her arms right in front of his grandma. Take that mother-in-law. LMAO. Macy has been a life saver this week.
ah well. wonder how he will do at His Nanna Sue and grandpa Donnie's tomorrow...
i hope the movie is good.
arranged with my mom for her to watch the "little angel" tomorrow so we can go to the movies (episode 3).
auntie kaffwin (kathryn to those of you who dont spend the day baby talking) came down when she got off work. Indiana puked on her 3 times. (good boy! thats an extra 3 bucks in your bank account!! remember baby boy, every puking on kaffwin is a dollar!)
fave moment of the day?? Indiana''s Grandma Laura came for dinner (mmmm chris made cat fish and hush puppies... horray for www.foodnetwork.com and free recipies) and when Indiana was handed to her he cried, and cried, and cried, and cried etc. about 30 minutes later Cousin Macy shows up, picks up little danny boy and no crying at all, cooed himself to sleep in her arms right in front of his grandma. Take that mother-in-law. LMAO. Macy has been a life saver this week.
ah well. wonder how he will do at His Nanna Sue and grandpa Donnie's tomorrow...
i hope the movie is good.
the boys
Dakota holding his new baby brother for the very first time.
I think Dakota was afraid he might get pee'd on!
the screamer!
oh my.... at 6 weeks old now, hes screaming a lot. i never knew babies had such a hard life. a thousand dollars worth of crap in his room, and strung thru out my apartment. it takes an aunt and a daddy and a cousin and a mommy and strangers on the street to shut him up, but man hes cute when he finally goes to sleep!
Friday, May 27, 2005
living the wildlife
wildlife
most of you know how crazy i am for wolves. My mom took this picture with young Indiana Jones laying on a blanket that Chris got me for christmas. Then she photo shopped a frame in. my mom does some amazing photo shopping and i will post more of her "retouched" photos as she sends them along. I am really impressed at how savvy she has gotten with her camera and her pc. this time 5 years ago she couldnt turn on her pc without calling me... now i call her asking how to do things!
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
this little piggie
WIC appointment today Indiana weighed in at 12 pounds and 22 inches. last week at his little boy surgery he was 11 pounds. so he is gaining about a pound a week. Of course all he does is eat and sleep.
my neice wasn't even 12 pounds until she was 6 months old, and Dakota wasnt 12 pounds until around 4 months.
he is in the 95% in weight and 66% in height... averaging (so the lady said) at 88%. (meaning 88% of kids are smaller than he is) He is healthy, happy growing and thriving.
my neice wasn't even 12 pounds until she was 6 months old, and Dakota wasnt 12 pounds until around 4 months.
he is in the 95% in weight and 66% in height... averaging (so the lady said) at 88%. (meaning 88% of kids are smaller than he is) He is healthy, happy growing and thriving.
Monday, April 18, 2005
Handsome Face
The bruising is going away already. I am starting to show more of my hair and my handsome little pug nose and less of my brilliant purple color! My parents are very proud.
Sunday, April 17, 2005
Saturday, April 16, 2005
New Aunt
Chris's sister Kathryn has become an aunt! This picture was taken moments after Indiana's birth. I am pale, and tired, Indiana is purple and bruised, and Kathryn is glowing and thrilled!
A birth story
I am a little slow in posting this, so I back dated it to his birthday. I want to post before I forget.
Chris and I woke up around 7 am Saturday morning. I felt a little off, and noticed I was having mild contractions. They were pretty close together (I was timing them at about 5 minutes apart). But they were mild and I wasn't worried. I mentioned it to Chris and he went into "fatherhood frenzy". You know the one. "call the doctor lets go lets go call your doctor" (hehe) Around 8 I finally got talked into going to the hospital. We got to Labor and Delivery on the third floor at Samaritan Albany General Hospital at about 815am. The nurses checked me out and said "3cm... Maybe we will admit you maybe we wont. Try taking a whirlpool bath here in your room and we will wait about an hour and see what happens"
Now I had been diagnosed group b strep positive, so I had to be given antibiotics while I was in labor (that's the main reason they considered keeping me... Had I not been group b positive they would have sent me home). While in the whirlpool tub I lost my mucus plug, and at 915 when the nurses came in to check on me we were at 4cm and in active labor. It still was pretty mild though. Then the doc came in and broke my water. If you have never experienced that, its as if you had no control of your bladder at all and just peed yourself in a great gush, then in a constant trickle. Once my water was broken, OH MAN IT HURT!! It wasn't bad until that. Around 1015 I screamed for drugs and got a nice shot of Stadol. I recommend it. I felt almost instant better, in fact I felt kind of silly, and started babbling on to Chris. I don't know what about. (I do remember being really pissed because he was so excited he was spending so much time calling everyone on the phone, and not enough time with me, but I didn't complain until I hit transition). As the stadol wore off (around 1145) I started whimpering for more. The nurse gave it to me, but I didn't see her do it, and couldn't tell that she had since there was no pain lessening like before. I remember watching and watching and never seeing her give me the drug, so I finally asked her and she said that she had done it as soon as I asked, while Chris was talking to me, and I hadn't seen it. I felt kind of silly that I had watched for no reason. So, we conversed in between pains, all of us, and decided ok... epidural. Well, its a Saturday and the anesthesiologist is not at the hospital, so they have to call him. About the time we decide ok, call him, I suddenly decided maybe I was going to push really really soon, and so the nurse checked me and agreed, I would deliver before I could get more pain relief, so we went with it. The doc came in and we pushed for about 5 minutes. Now, in the classes they show you how you push a little then break then push a little more then break. Not us. He was one solid long push no break. He didn't come out and go in like they show you. For a solid 3-5 minutes we pushed, and I cried and made lots of noise, and the nurse held one leg and Chris held the other, and I was afraid Chris was going to look! Then there he was and behind him came another gush of water (which was kind of gross really). They put his up on my tummy, and I just looked at Chris and was in awe. I didn't think I would ever feel like that again. When I had Dakota I had that feeling, I was surprised to feel it again. I guess its true what they say about enough love for all your children. Anyways, as soon as we were decent my mom and my best friend melody and brand new aunt Kathryn (Chris's sister) came in to greet our newest Jones. He was so bruised his face was purple/black. The docs said it was because he came so fast! But it cleared up the next day and by the time they let us out of the hospital on the second day (48 hour strep watch kept us there a while) he was normal looking. He never had any problems with the strep, thank god. Around midnight the night he was born, Indiana and I had just settled in and were drifting off to sleep, Chris had gone home when the nurse came in and said, "I'm sorry but we need you to move to another room, we have lots of mammas and no empty rooms. So, we got up Packed up and moved over to a different room. We had him in the room at the end of the first hall, and we recovered at the end of the second hall. It was quiet and peaceful. We had all his visitors and his docs and nurses sign a framed picture of him, that will be a nice souvenir for him as he gets older.
well, that's it. I know Chris probably has more to add, and saw and felt different things. And I know Kathryn being in and out and helping us probably could add things as well, but this is what I remember.
Chris and I woke up around 7 am Saturday morning. I felt a little off, and noticed I was having mild contractions. They were pretty close together (I was timing them at about 5 minutes apart). But they were mild and I wasn't worried. I mentioned it to Chris and he went into "fatherhood frenzy". You know the one. "call the doctor lets go lets go call your doctor" (hehe) Around 8 I finally got talked into going to the hospital. We got to Labor and Delivery on the third floor at Samaritan Albany General Hospital at about 815am. The nurses checked me out and said "3cm... Maybe we will admit you maybe we wont. Try taking a whirlpool bath here in your room and we will wait about an hour and see what happens"
Now I had been diagnosed group b strep positive, so I had to be given antibiotics while I was in labor (that's the main reason they considered keeping me... Had I not been group b positive they would have sent me home). While in the whirlpool tub I lost my mucus plug, and at 915 when the nurses came in to check on me we were at 4cm and in active labor. It still was pretty mild though. Then the doc came in and broke my water. If you have never experienced that, its as if you had no control of your bladder at all and just peed yourself in a great gush, then in a constant trickle. Once my water was broken, OH MAN IT HURT!! It wasn't bad until that. Around 1015 I screamed for drugs and got a nice shot of Stadol. I recommend it. I felt almost instant better, in fact I felt kind of silly, and started babbling on to Chris. I don't know what about. (I do remember being really pissed because he was so excited he was spending so much time calling everyone on the phone, and not enough time with me, but I didn't complain until I hit transition). As the stadol wore off (around 1145) I started whimpering for more. The nurse gave it to me, but I didn't see her do it, and couldn't tell that she had since there was no pain lessening like before. I remember watching and watching and never seeing her give me the drug, so I finally asked her and she said that she had done it as soon as I asked, while Chris was talking to me, and I hadn't seen it. I felt kind of silly that I had watched for no reason. So, we conversed in between pains, all of us, and decided ok... epidural. Well, its a Saturday and the anesthesiologist is not at the hospital, so they have to call him. About the time we decide ok, call him, I suddenly decided maybe I was going to push really really soon, and so the nurse checked me and agreed, I would deliver before I could get more pain relief, so we went with it. The doc came in and we pushed for about 5 minutes. Now, in the classes they show you how you push a little then break then push a little more then break. Not us. He was one solid long push no break. He didn't come out and go in like they show you. For a solid 3-5 minutes we pushed, and I cried and made lots of noise, and the nurse held one leg and Chris held the other, and I was afraid Chris was going to look! Then there he was and behind him came another gush of water (which was kind of gross really). They put his up on my tummy, and I just looked at Chris and was in awe. I didn't think I would ever feel like that again. When I had Dakota I had that feeling, I was surprised to feel it again. I guess its true what they say about enough love for all your children. Anyways, as soon as we were decent my mom and my best friend melody and brand new aunt Kathryn (Chris's sister) came in to greet our newest Jones. He was so bruised his face was purple/black. The docs said it was because he came so fast! But it cleared up the next day and by the time they let us out of the hospital on the second day (48 hour strep watch kept us there a while) he was normal looking. He never had any problems with the strep, thank god. Around midnight the night he was born, Indiana and I had just settled in and were drifting off to sleep, Chris had gone home when the nurse came in and said, "I'm sorry but we need you to move to another room, we have lots of mammas and no empty rooms. So, we got up Packed up and moved over to a different room. We had him in the room at the end of the first hall, and we recovered at the end of the second hall. It was quiet and peaceful. We had all his visitors and his docs and nurses sign a framed picture of him, that will be a nice souvenir for him as he gets older.
well, that's it. I know Chris probably has more to add, and saw and felt different things. And I know Kathryn being in and out and helping us probably could add things as well, but this is what I remember.
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