Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Three

Birthday pie for the girls.




Three matching candles for each baby.

Wannabe dad made steak for dinner.

My mom called and she sang happy birthday with us via speakerphone.

LR smiled the whole time and clapped at the end. He had some pie crust too.




P.S. He will wear that Halloween shirt from Auntie A until he is busting out of it.

All in all, a significant day, but not a sad one.

Love you, my girls.


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Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Tapering

And I hate that it's doing that, this grief that began three years ago.

We do eventually get to a place where it doesn't hurt so much. I could not have pictured this moment in a million years, in fact I think I hate that it's tapered so much, what an insensitive person I must be, to not be depressed on the eve of their 3rd birthday.

But I guess I'm coming to peace with the fact that I don't have three kids to chase around, that it will be one for the time being, when we're in a better position to think of having another, when I won't have such a fear of being pregnant again, hell, if we can even get pregnant.

Yet I do think of them, always, daily, I say their names in my head, I wear three pendants engraved with my kids' names on a chain, LR jingles it when he's nursing (still at it, we love it! Ok, I know I love it, and he loves milk.)

We are having a special dinner, at home, with cake, candles. How weird would it be for me to show up at work with leftover birthday cake on Thursday, and explain what it's for?

Happy pre-birthday, Cerina and Nadia. I still think of you, there will never be a day that Mommy doesn't send you her love.

Friday, November 13, 2009

Awareness


Keenly aware of where we were 3 years ago today, I am grateful that we survived.

It is day 5 of trying to keep the babies in, on strict hospital bedrest, hooked up to IVs, scared, drugged, worried, bleeding a bit, using a bedpan. A sorry sight indeed, yet trying to keep hope alive along with my babies. Seriously? I wouldn't have minded staying like that for 3 more months if it meant taking my babies home.

And three years later, we are still standing. Different from the people we used to be, wishing that we hadn't gone through such a devastating loss, but we did, and we survived.

We made some mistakes along the way (financially, and added on top of the $10k medical bills was doubly idiotic, I wrote a long rambling post about it which even drove me to tears which I won't publish, but suffice to say do not make huge decisions while you are grieving), but stuck together. Lots of change has happened for us in the last three years, let's leave it at that.

Yet we would not have had this adventure if things were different.


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Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Emerging

So many posts, so little time. Ok, I lie. There actually is time, especially since the baby (whom I shall now call LR after much battle in my head about what to call him on this blog. I can't call him by a fake name, every time I've tried to come up with a pseudonym it just didn't do him justice. Bean? Bubba? Baby? And when he's not a baby anymore then what?) started sleeping through the night at 9 months old 3 months ago, but I have had seriously little motivation to keep up my blog. Or LR's blog for that matter, started a month (ok, two) after he was born and updated all the way through to Thanksgiving. Give me that much.

This blog was huge to me in the weeks and months after the twins died. I would pore over other deadbabymama blogs and nodded my head in agreement to the twisted and torn feelings I too experienced. I don't read those so much anymore, my internet time is limited to actual work (oh yes, I am now gainfully employed and not solely by self), and other free time is spent redirecting LR from inserting fingers in electrical sockets and cat butts, nursing him, feeding him, being a livebabymama. And it's so much better.

We still visit the girls on occasion, and I swear LR sees them flitting about, he waves to them now that he's learned to wave.

And now my time is up. Shucks! I really meant to write a long one, but I have to pick up the baby. Until next time.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Missing

Incognito. Gone. Absent. Though there's lots to post about, or rather, complain about, thought I might keep them to myself for a bit. But I'm probably about to explode, and while the beans are boiling and the chicken is cooking and the babe is sleeping and the hubby is out networking, I might have a few minutes to unload so I don't. I apologize in advance if this is not coherent.

Explode in a good way, that is. A friend of ours is friends with another couple who just had a baby. And talking to them about their baby and talking to us about our baby is like night and day. The other couple is so negative, as in the baby did this, the baby did that (as if the baby is doing it to piss them off). On the other hand, we just bubble over when we talk about LR. Incidentally, I'm changing his name from July to LR. Anyway, our friend loves that we just love love love our baby, and that the other couple doesn't know how good they have it.

Probably because they don't know how bad they could have it. We know.

So lately my world has been all about battling this darn eczema on LR. Poor little dude, his cradle cap got infected and weepy, has been I swear since Christmas. He started solids on the first of the year, baby oatmeal, then mixed with mashed bananas, then switched to rice, then rice with sweet potatoes, which I think gave him diarrhea. At the same time his cheeks were raw and weepy, so he was on antibiotics till last Saturday. Then Sunday started more diarrhea after he came off the antibiotics for the infected cheekies, then he had avocado, which on the 3rd day of having it he got a nice red rash around his mouth. No more avo. With the diarrhea came a lovely diaper rash, and he cries every time we clean his little bum. It kills me! He is finally over his 2nd cold, the first one was due to sicky relatives at Christmas, the 2nd one from his 6-month shots.

Welcome to motherhood! And we couldn't be any happier! she said with a smile.

In other news, I have fit back into my pre-twin pregnancy pants. I was all ready to sell them, all 10 measly pairs of non-branded pants and jeans of various shades of blues and blacks. They fit. Don't know if this is a good thing, especially since I have no muscle mass, and I think my milk supply is low (getting over a cold as well), and by the way to help LR's eczema (I think I'm helping? Can't tell) For the past three weeks I have not had dairy, soy, wheat, eggs, what else, tomatoes, citrus, so that means no yogurt, coffee with milk or soy milk, ice cream, cereal which I looove (Honey Bunches of Oats), oranges or lemons, cheese my favorite food group! Subway sandwiches! No little glasses of wine here and there because of sulfites. Who knows. Needless to say I am HUNGRY and feeling that I may have to do this for a while until LR's eczema improves which it may or may not and when the weather gets better in April it might go away anyway. I'm just worried that I'm not getting enough nutrition for my milk supply. I've been very good, except for absentmindedly inhaling two large cookies two weeks ago, one week into the "diet" (note: I am NOT dieting. No reason to.). It was just pure instinct.

What else. Oh yes, my hair is thin. I have always had thick hair, black, straight, thick, the kind that could do well in a shampoo commercial. Now? Meh. Limp, thin, no body. Doesn't matter, since it's always in a ponytail anyway. And the lack of thickness keeps me from getting a ponytail headache. Yeah! And the hair is growing back because I see through the pulled-back hair of the ponytail, thousands of little hairs sticking up and out. It is truly a sight to behold. I should get a mullet and be done with it. Then perm it.

And LR has been going to the neighbor's house once a week for the last two weeks. She watches two other children plus her own, but no babies. She is very nice and her kids are great with LR, always trying to make him laugh (a very easy thing to do). I just wish our business was steady so we could afford to use her even three times a week. But the hardest thing to do is get out of the house; once I master that (will I ever?) it's actually just easier to stay home! He goes over there tomorrow, I don't know if I have enough milk to send with him, since my freezer stash of probably five gallons of pumped milk is chock full of possible allergens, I can't use them for a while, but I need to do something with them before they go bad.

So much to do and think about. Some days it's overwhelming, like when LR doesn't take his naps and is consequently overtired and crying, or when I have assignments for work and all he wants to do is not be put down, or nurse till my nipple is floppy in his mouth, I know he's sleeping but when I gently ease it out he complains. It is too cute, watching that chubby face, those big brown eyes, that huge toothless smile, those soft chubby legs.
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Below is the regimen for LR's eczema, which is mainly affecting both cheeks, his nose (from using us as scratching posts when we burp him), below his lower lids in the outside corners of his eyes. He also has raised pink bumps on the front of his elbows, pink patches in his neck folds, bumps in/on the front of his armpit folds, knee pits, and the outside edge of one wrist, pink raised patches on his upper chest and pink bumps on his torso. 
-10 minute bath in nearly warm water, every other day, use Dove soap recommended by derm, only on his neck, armpits, and diaper area. J&J baby shampoo on his head. Sometimes use Gentle Naturals Cradle Cap care to soften the dry pus scales on his head, then comb out during the shampoo. I never get them all or we could be there for hours. Wait till the next bath. Might start daily baths.
-we have a water softener, the water here is hard well water.
-get out of bath and slather Cerave cream all over. LR is allergic to Aveeno.
-apply Aquaphor on trouble spots, over the Cerave.
-if any areas are blistery or angry red, use Alclometasone steroid ointment
-we have Hydroxyzine for the itchiness, but he ends up spitting it out so we haven't used it consistently. It's minty and baby no likey.
-LR was on Keflex/Cephalexin to combat the infected cheeks (though it did nothing for his weepy head), for 10 days, until the 31st. Oh yeah, the 31st was the one year anniversary of my cerclage.
-I've been using a 50/50 mix of apple cider vinegar and water, sprayed on LR's head once a day, for the last four days. It stings him for maybe 20 seconds, though it could be the coldness of the liquid on his head that makes him cry a bit, but it seems to curb the itchiness. He doesn't smell very good. On day 3 his head appeared to be drying up, with some clear spots, that was the same day as a bath, day 4 it looked wetter than day 3, but the clear spots were still clear. I also put Desitin on a fingertip spot on his weepy head after a bath, which the next day didn't show any improvement. Don't know if I should continue to use it.
-LR is swaddled at night to keep him from scratching.
-I apply Cerave and Aquaphor four to five times a day, the steroid ointment on any bright red spots.
-I don't wear any perfume. The body wash I use is fragrance free. My hair is always in a ponytail. Laundry detergent is Tide Free & Clear. Might switch to All Free & Clear once the Tide is low.

Would love any help/advice/suggestions from others who have dealt with something similar. Someone suggested a detox for me and LR but I'm kinda wary about that.

Friday, January 9, 2009

Congrats

Many congrats to niobe and her family on the safe arrival of their little boy yesterday!

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Dreaming

WANTED: Paranoid, anal retentive, first time mom of a living child and two non-living children seeks reliable, dependable, trustworthy, positive-outlooking, won't skip town with my kid, licensed, fingerprinted, child care provider in my home for almost 6 month old boy. Must promise not to plop him in front of the tv or leave him unattended with 3 cats and large dog. Must promise to change his diapers regularly and wash his clothes in case of a blow-out. Must give him lots of love and attention and love to make him laugh and put him down for 3 naps a day and moisturize him 2-3x a day as needed for his ezcema, and keep him from scratching his itchies until he bleeds. Headlamp (think miner) and nail clippers for 2x a week clippings available. Won't have friends over, especially that drama boyfriend. No perfume wearers, please. Must have good hygiene and wash hands often. Trilingual (english, tagalog, spanish, in any order) preferred. Please provide 15 references, resume, background check, credit check, credit score, driver's license, and your mom's name and contact info.

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I clearly need more sleep.
He's getting so big.
We're on week 2 of his first cold (too much passing around during the holidays). Humidifier has decided to work only while on full blast. I'm paranoid of mold.
We switched health insurance for financial reasons. Biiiig difference in bedside manner; new HMO doc didn't ask us our names, wasn't very gentle with the squirming baby, kept asking "where where" while checking raised red spots on his scalp through his thick hair for infected cradle cap spots (was she blind?), barked heavily-accented instructions with one hand on the doorknob. It was, after all, 5:15 pm.