Just pictures

Getting ready to go home, he wasn't impressed with the outfit change or the carseat. What a cutie huh.

Cuddling with aunt Ashley.

Baby Metelko

My last post didn't save the second picture of the little guy so here's more. (still learning this blogging thing.

Here is a picture of the little guy after we got to our room after delivery. Long day, that is for sure. It's funny because he has blondish hair which we weren't expecting. We think he is pretty cute and he really is a good, content baby. His cry is so sad and a whimpery cry when he is hungry or being undressed, he likes to be bundled up. Well I have more to post about but need to feed the little one and am slow at posting

things with pictures so I need to spend a little more time doing it right. Just wanted to let everyone meet out little man. By the way we are still deciding on a name, we have 2 and can't decide exactly what fits him but will make the decision tonight so the suspense will be over. That question has been the question of the week, more like year if you ask my mother in law.


First fathers day for Paul also which was kind of neat.

Baby is here!!!

Well some catch up to do since I last posted. We went in last Friday morning the 19thf or an induction because my preeclampsia was getting worse and the doctor didn't want to take any chances.

The plan was for the doctor to use a catheter to help dilate me but when the nurse checked me before calling the doctor I was all ready at a 3 an 80% effaced. I had been contracting about every 3 minutes the night before so luckily by body was trying to do this on it's own. So the doctor scrapped the plan for the catheter and just started pitocin. All went good most of the day except that the little one didn't like the pitocin. The nurse explained that my uterus would be irritable from the pitocin and I would contract one right on top of another which the baby didn't like and his heart rate kept wanting to drop.

I got my epidural (best thing ever) around 1115 when I was about 4 cm, no I wasn't dying from the pain but the anesthesia provider on that day was getting ready to start an ankle surgery followed by a hip surgery which meant that when I was ready for the epidural there was a good chance I would have to wait. The doctor broke my water around 1200 to see if this would also help speed things along. Then the waiting game was on. I was slow to dilate and if I turned to my left side baby's heart rate would drop. He did this really bad around 5:30pm, I had turned because my epidural was starting to work way strongly on my right leg and not so much on my left but when I turned his heartrate dropped and was slower to stabilize. The doctor checked me and said that he was face up meaning that there was a good chance he wasn't goind to turn now and I would have a really hard time delivering him. He said that we may end up having to have a C-section. We opted to wait it out a little longer to see how it went and luckily he decided to cooperate and turned the way we wanted him.

I started to push around 6:45 and he was born at 7:29 pm with the assistance from some pretty scary salad tongs :). Needless to say I a little damaged right now but that's all right, I can handle this much more than the little one. The doctor said he could see that I was starting to tire out and was worried about the baby since he was getting stressed off and on all day and didn't want to stress him more. The culprit for his heart rate drops was that he had a shorter cord and the cord was wrapped around his arm causing it to get compressed especially when I turned to my left side.

The little guy weighed 7 pounds 3 ounces and was 19 inches long and had to funniest bewildered look on his face when he was born. His poor head did take a beating and he has some little marks, bruising from the forceps but he is doing great. Paul was excellent during the whole thing, I'm not sure if I would have held it together especially when I started to feel the contractions right at the end when my epidural was kind enough to let my lot side wake up but Paul was a great support. The nurses were great also, I love my small hospital because I was the only patient the whole weekend and they were sooooo great to me. I don't know what we would have done without their knowledge and support. Dr. Irani was great also, he knows his stuff that's for sure and he was very meticulous putting me back together after all was said and done.

The date is set (I guess)

Well the date is set for an induction this Friday. This wasn't my choice and had hoped to wait until I went on my own but at my appointment yesterday my blood pressure was worse and I started to spill protein in my urine meaning that my preeclampsia was worsening and the doctor doesn't want to let me wait too long because it will only get worse and not better. I had to have some tests done yesterday to make sure the baby and my body were still doing good and wasn't getting stressed out and all was doing fine. I was contracting about every 5 minutes yesterday just not really strong ones but I wasn't dilated at all and only 40% effaced. Hopefully by Friday I will have done something so it won't be a hard induction because my body wasn't ready. So only 2 days until we get to meet the little one, seems too real now and kind of scary. Will keep you all updated as things progress.

Finally on board!

Well I guess it's finally time to join everyone else and start a blog. Truth be told I started working on this several months ago but never finished it. Since we are on the countdown now, only 2 weeks until our baby is due, I figured that I would finally go through with this so I have a way to stay in contact with friends and family and what is going on with our little family. As most of you will know we are expecting our first child, a boy, and we are so excited. Probably not much to report until the big day but at least this will be ready to let you all know how things go.