Four Months Already?

Last weekend, I got an awesome package in the mail from my friend Andrea, who is also a preemie mom. She put together a CD for her little guy’s first birthday and sent it to me because she thought I would especially love the first song – and I did! I can’t believe that PJ is four months old now, and how far he’s already come from that tiny little guy in the NICU all hooked up to wires and tubes! So let’s celebrate little man today, and take a listen to the song Andrea picked out just for these mighty little guys: 

Yeah, that’s my dog! Na na na na na na (catchy, isn’t it?)

An Early Thanksgiving

I already mentioned how grateful we are to the staff in the NICU who helped us get through our days there. I can’t stress enough how great they were, and would definitely tell anyone with a high-risk pregnancy to go to Lehigh Valley and know you will be taken great care of!

Of course, our family and friends were right there with us the whole time too. I would have lost my mind without all of your support, and I am so grateful to have you all – thank you! The other group of people I am so grateful for are the “been there’s” who helped us navigate this scary new world of medical terms, endless commuting, and all the emotional trauma of having a baby in the hospital for long periods of time. Paul’s cousin Angelique not only gave us good advice, but helped explain what was happening to Paul’s parents as PJ progressed. A friend from high school, Andrea, who I’d stayed friends with on Facebook, reached out and shared her story with me of having a baby in the NICU the year before and gave me lots of good advice for getting through it. Another friend and former work colleague, Adrianna, put me in touch with Ashley who also went through this last year and was so sweet, even though we’ve never met! One of my hopes for this little blog is to reach other NICU families who may not have the kind of support that we did, and for it to help them feel a little less alone. We know how hard it is to go home without your baby, to have strangers (even wonderfully kind ones) telling you when you can and can’t interact with your baby, and to celebrate those little moments that most people don’t even know exist because for most people, it happens inside your belly instead of in front of your eyes.

It’s a club no one asks to join, but once you’re in, you’re in for life.

Give A Baby A Yub

Once PJ came home, my new mission was to teach him how to breastfeed. I was thrilled that I was able to supply enough to feed him, and I didn’t want to let it go to waste. I saw how hard some of the other NICU moms worked trying to pump and not getting anywhere, so I never took this for granted. And while he was in the NICU, it was a pain but not that big of a deal to drop everything and pump every three hours.

When he came home, it was a whole different ballgame.
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Heading Home

If PJ’s first week in the NICU was the hardest, the last one felt the longest. On the one hand, I was really happy – he was making so much progress! He’d hit his targets for age, temperature, and had been moved into the “almost ready to go home” wing of the NICU. Yay PJ! Although how he got there is one of the things I will embarrass teenage PJ about (tee hee!)
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First Week In The NICU


PJ’s first week in the NICU was really hard. The first hurdle was seeing him under UV lights, hooked up to monitors and oxygen, and how very, very small he was. (Yes, that’s him sleeping with one foot straight up in the air – as Paul put it “Lounging like he owned the NICU”!) And yet, he was one of the bigger and healthier guys in his group. One little girl was a few weeks old and not quite 3 pounds yet, another was on so many machines you could barely see her crib. Scary stuff!

Over the next couple of days, my cousin and two friends from high school also had babies. I cried at each and every “going home together” picture. I begged the doctors to keep me in the hospital at least until I could hold my baby, but they had to discharge me anyway. Luckily, the wonderful Lehigh Valley NICU has overnight family rooms available and I was able to stay one extra night under the same roof as PJ. It wasn’t enough, but helped me get in a mind frame where I could leave the hospital and come back for visits. And honestly, I was glad to get out of the Mother-Baby Unit because it was sooo hard to watch all those other families get to cuddle their little ones.


I graduated to a cannula for one day!

Medically, PJ advanced the same way I see him developing now – a lot of nothing new, then BOOM, huge progress! He spent most of the first week on a CPAP oxygen mask, beeping like crazy every time it came off. Then, he apparently decided room air was good enough and started breathing regularly. They gave him a cannula for one day, but he really didn’t need it. Check one thing off the “going home list”! Now he just needed to maintain his body temperature, learn to eat, and age up to at least 35 weeks gestational age. Easy-peasy! Hahaha…

On The Day You Were Born

Dear PJ,

You know how I read you “On the Night You Were Born” and tell you how special you are? Well, I’m sorry to say that I didn’t get to see the polar bears dancing for you (Mommy was a little busy), but here’s what I did see on the day you were born. Your daddy and your PopPop were with you the whole time, and can I just tell you how much Daddy ROCKED his first day? He took really good care of you so that Mommy could rest a little, wasn’t that great?

Our first visitors were your Nana’s parents, my grandparents. They were already great, but YOU made it official 😉 When Grandma Ann walked in, she had a GIANT teddy bear balloon with her – it was the biggest balloon I have ever seen, about ten of you could have fit in it and I just loved it! She’s the grandma who used to sing our special “You Are My Sunshine” song to me when I was little. And you know how much you love singing and mooing cows? Your Grandpa Pete had a whole farm full of the mooing kind when Nana and Mommy were little girls. Then Grandma LeeAnn came to see us, and Mommy said “thank you for giving me the fast labor gene!” And we didn’t know it yet, but your Grandma LeeAnn was so lucky, she got TWO great-grandsons that weekend – your cousin Jaxson was born the very next day, how cool is that? We all missed your Grandpa Skip, but we know he was watching you from Heaven (who do you think blew all those trumpets on the night you were born?) They were so happy that you joined our family!

I didn’t get to meet you “officially” for a few more hours, while I recovered and they got you all set up in the NICU. I’m glad I didn’t know then that I wouldn’t be able to hold you for another week (as I type with one hand because I hold you as much as possible now!), because all I wanted to do was snuggle you and kiss your little face – like I just did right now! Your weeks in the NICU were very tough for Mommy, but I wouldn’t trade a single minute, because it’s part of you, and I love you so much, just the way you are. 



How I Became Your Mother – Go Time!

20130903-123539.jpgI think the best way to take you through the rest of the morning when PJ was born is to do it in an approximate timeline.

7:00 am: Arrived at Lehigh Valley, moved into triage bed in Labor & Delivery because all actual rooms were occupied.

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How I Became Your Mother (the early hours)

At 1:30 am, I am not the brightest crayon in the box, but luckily I remembered that the list of instructions my doctor had given me included “Call us IMMEDIATELY if you notice a gush or large amount of fluid,” so I called the emergency number expecting to hear “Thanks for letting us know, congratulations you’re now incontinent, welcome to the third trimester.” Instead, a doctor I’d never heard of (remember that shared on-call mess I was so worried about? Yup, that’s exactly what happened) told me “Yeah, your water probably broke. Time to head to the hospital. But we’re really busy here tonight, so if you can find another hospital, that would be better.” Continue reading