Monday, January 25, 2010
Thursday, January 21, 2010
I've been WAITING for Claire's hair to grow so I can put cute little pony tails in it... This was my attempt today. This is as far as we got before she cried at me.
Her new word is "dugadugadugaduga" which all I can figure is the sound you make when you tickle someone... Love her.
Monday, January 18, 2010
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Now the truth? I feel great. Recovery from the C section this time was even easier. I'm 5 days post-op and am up and running. Truth? I came home to two SICK babies. Well, coughing still, and throw up and fevers (Jack hit 103 last night...) and ear aches (diagnosed today). It has been hard to be here, all I want to do is cuddle with Max but these two need me. Physically Im up for it, I have to be. But emotionally its hard. Max just sleeps all day (thank heavens) but I feel bad. I feel bad for the twins, like I should know how to make them better instantly, I feel like I should know how to love them all at the same time, I feel like I should know how to do everything but I really dont know how to do anything. I have my moments where I sort of fall apart emotionally. Breast feeding ? HAHA. I was going to give it an honest shot this time. But alas... First... Who has time with the crazy in this house. I simply CANT take 45 minutes every 2 hours to feed him (as much as I would like to) and 2nd, my milk isnt coming in again, didnt with the twins either. Maybe (as with the twins) its a blessing in disguise. I know its "best" for Max, but not compared to what I would have to sacrifice to do it. Impossible. I will miss the cuddle time but we have to survive.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
In our second annual family tradition, we are proud to welcome Max Christopher Trimble. I will attempt to tell the story, though I know that it will fall far short of Suzette's blogging skills. I am hoping that she will come back and make sure it is up to her standards of excellence.
I was in Atlanta on a residency interview when the call came. Originally, I had planned to attend my interview on Friday, go to the aquarium on Saturday, and fly back on Saturday night. Max had different plans. Just after I finished my interview on Friday, Suzette called and told me that they had sent her to labor and delivery for concerns of preeclampsia. After 45 minutes on hold, I convinced Delta to switch me to the flight leaving later that evening. A 30 min MARTA ride, a 5 hr plane ride, and a 30 min car ride later I was on the other side of the country with Suzette. I thought that I had made it just in time; it turns out that I made it in PLENTY of time.
Suzette had decided to attempt a VBAC and was about 5 hours into labor when I arrived. We kept waiting and waiting and waiting and waiting....... and waiting. 24 hours after they started the induction, she had only progressed 1cm. Amidst the fatigue and frustration, we struggled with whether to continue with the VBAC, or go with a repeat c-section. The frustrating thing was that both were options with risks and benefits. It was totally up to us and we could decide at any time to throw in the towel and go for a section.We hoped for a quick recovery of the VBAC, but wondered how long to wait.
As our doctor was explaining these risks and benefits of both options, we finally decided on a plan. We would try for 4 more hours. If Suzette had not progressed into active labor, we would call it and go for a c-section. There, the decision was made and all we had to do was wait to find out our fate. We hung out, watched Harry Potter and waited as the clock ticked closer to 10:00. The doctor walked into the room at 9:55. Despite our best hopes, no progress. We were going for a section.
Things work pretty quick when a c-section is decided upon. Max was born at 10:52PM on January 9th. He weighed 8 lbs 3oz and was 20 in long. The neonatal intensive care unit was there just in case, but Max was breathing fine within a few minutes. Both he and Mom are doing great!