The Precious Lamb of God: Jaeden's Story: Can we take it slow?

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Can we take it slow?

Jaeden is not ready to do too much work. Bottlefeeding can be exhausting. You have to suck, swallow and remember to breathe. Hmmph! He still has been drinking from a bottle once each shift but he is only drinking half of it. The other half has to be gavaged. (remember, just a fancy way of saying "feeding from a tube") Since, Jaeden IS the boss, we shall take it slow without rush him. It's his call!!! Aye, aye Capt'n!!!

His weight is up 50 grams (1750 g = 3 lbs 13 oz) and he looks remarkable!!! To see Jaeden from day one to where he is now, is indeed a wonder. Nothing but a miracle!!!

As soon as I saw his isolette, I noticed it was much closer to the door to the special care room. Please understand that the special care room is the stop right before HOME!!! So that is a big step forward. Then when I looked at Jaeden, I was in awe. He was laying on his back with his eyes wide open and so very alert. He was kicking, and smiling and cooing. When I reached my hand inside he got a hold of my finger gripping tightly and would not let go. He was interactive and very happy. It was incredible. I was sooo excited I could barely keep my composure. It was truly priceless.

I was able to bottlefeed him, but he only made it half way through the bottle before he got tired and conked out on me. The rest I gavaged and he was sound asleep.

Today, I was given the status of the IVH (Intraventricular Hemmoraghe) from the ultrasound that was done this past Monday (7/14). The sono showed that there is no additional bleeding, nor is there any swelling. Actually, the clots are resolving themselves and looks to be disappearing slowly. THIS MY FRIENDS, IS STUPENDOUS NEWS!!!!!! To have heard this today, further confirms that God is indeed at work with Jaeden and he is a healer. Oh Father!!!! Mmm mmm mmm. Another ultrasound is scheduled for this upcoming Monday.

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Anonymous said...: Hi Jaeden. My name is Teresa. I am the daughter of one of your father's co-workers and I finally meet you today. It was such a pleasure. I'm so excited for you to explore this great world around you. Hope to see you again some time.; July 18, 2008 at 11:02 AM
Letty said...: Hello Jaedan. My name is Leticia but everybody calls me Letty. Teresa is my daughter. I work for the same company as your daddy. I finally got a chance to check out your blog. Your dad has been on my case about it. Today we went to see you and I saw your daddy in a totally different way. All he could do was look at you and smile. Every little movement you did wowed us. Right now you do not know the power you have over him. Please try not to take advantage. I told your mom that I feel for her. Now she has two little men to look after. I went to see you before and didn't really get a chance to actually see you. Your daddy showed me pictures of you from his cell phone though. It was funny because when my daughter and I went to see you, my daughter said you were so small and I thought you got bigger. That's because I saw you when you were smaller. You are a blessing from God. For a while you gave your family & friends quite a scare. Keep up the good work...it will keep us on our toes. LOL God bless you and talk to you soon.; July 23, 2008 at 8:03 PM

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How we got here!

It all started in December. I was sick as a dog. I had a cold, a cough that wouldn't quit and the headaches didn't stop. I remember coming home from work on a Friday feeling like crap. This was completely unrelated to the fact that I had missed my period and was wondering why. When I got home, I took a home pregnancy test but it came back negative. I was cool with that. This was already the third day I was feeling as if I were coming down with a bad cold or the flu. I go to bed Friday and stayed in the bed all day Saturday. My husband kept saying, C do you want to go to the ER. They may be able to give you some antibiotics or something. I thought I would be ok with some OTC medicine. I wake up Sunday, now I'm feeling worse. I finally take my husband's advice and we go to the ER. The doctor's asked me if I was pregnant, I said No. Remember I just took the home test two days before. OK. They said I had some type of upper respiratory infection but they could not give me anything because when they took my urine it came back positive for pregnancy. Of course, I felt like a deer caught in headlights. What do you mean, I'm pregnant? Hello, I just took a test that said Negative. Arthur and I were shocked, but happy at the same time. We discussed having a baby, but the timeline we had in mind, was a little later than this. God had different plans.

Nothing about this pregnancy was easy. Arthur and I were back and forth to the ER. There were episodes of bleeding. I remember leaving work with my sister, rushing to the ER and spending all afternoon and all night, to be told that I may not carry this baby past the first trimester. There was no heartbeat. There was the waiting game to see if a heartbeat would ever show. On another occasion, I went to the ER in my hometown, for them to tell me the same thing.

Finally, an ultrasound showed a heartbeat and we were in business. I was told I had to take it easy. That I did. In mid-March, I had the cervial cerclage placed and was placed on bedrest for a couple weeks. I went back to work and knew instantly that I was not going to be able to continue to work if I wanted to have this baby. After trying to work for two days, I went on disability. I was on bed rest with bathroom privileges for the remainder of my pregnancy. The only time I left the house was to go to the doctor and to have my ultrasounds done at the hospital. In April, there was noticeable shortening of my cervix. This continued to happen. In May, after one of my ultrasound appointments, I was put on strict bedrest in the hospital with NO bathroom privileges. Everything I had to do, had to be done while in the bed. I was away from my husband and away from my daughter. It had to be done for the safety of the pregnancy. I was given Steroid shots for the maturation of the baby's lungs. Dear mother of God, how those shots hurt. I cried each time I got them. Thank God, you only get two. Trust me that was quite enough. On Thursday June 5th at 3:00 am, my water broke, better known as Premature Rupture Of Membranes (PROM). Now there was cause for concern regarding infection. I was put on IV and given antibiotics to fight off possible infection. The next morning I was feeling down because I was worried about the continuous leaking of fluid. Worried if my baby was going to be ok. I cried and I prayed and cried and prayed. I fought to get my spirits up. But I managed to do so. Later on in the day, around 4 something, I started to feel pain. I didn't know what it was. I wasn't sure if it was contractions because the nurse said nothing was registering on the monitor. Everyone thought I was crazy. Hell, my husband did too. I knew I was feeling something and I knew the only person who would believe me was my own doctor. I made them call him and he came running. He ordered them to prep me for emergency c-section. In less than an hour, when my doctor arrived, and he checked me I was already 7 cm dialated. The mad rush began to hurry and get my baby delivered. By no means was it an easy delivery either. The surgery was difficult for me and for the doctors. But Jaeden made his debut into the world on that Friday June 6, 2008 at 28 weeks gestation. I thank God, that my husband was able to fight through Friday evening traffic and make it in time to support me and to see his son arrive. What a blessing!!! I thank my mother-in-law for being at the hospital, I thank my sister and my daughter. I thank my doctor for believing me and for acting so quickly. He said he ran five red lights. Hope you didn't get any tickets. I will end this by saying my son is truly a miracle child. It was later determined when my placenta was tested, that I suffered Placenta Abruptio. If my doctor had not believed me and he did not work as fast as he did, there would have been a different story to tell. Boy am I grateful, that my son was given a chance at life and that God did not find it robbery to bestow this awesome blessing upon my husband, and I and our family.

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