Our Kids

We went back to the doctor today to check on your skin thing and get weighed. You peed on me on the way to the scale, which was funny:) Your infection is gone and that is great news. They think you picked it up during delivery somehow but they don’t know how. We also went back to get your blood tested and it was a nightmare. Unfortunately for me and for you we are going to have to have more blood drawn since the staff at the lab we went to yesterday seemed totally incompetent. The only thing they did accomplish was turning you and I into crying little heaps, of course your heap was much smaller than mine:)

The good news is that you are almost back up to your birth weight and I think we have made a breakthrough in the breastfeeding. Last night did not go so well but we are making great strides you and me;) You don’t have to go to the doctor for another week so that will be a nice change.

Well in true Lela fashion she has gone into the realm of big sisterhood with caution as she does with everything.  It is day 6 of baby Landis being home and Lela decided she was ready to hold her.  She asked if she could hold her and then washed her hands and got all ready.  She held her and touched her cheek and held her finger.  She was very excited and is now more interested in holding her hand and stroking her head.  Piper was like that from day one.  They both have been very sweet and loving so far and very interested in her welfare.  They like to stroker her head while she nurses and are quick to check on her when she cries.  Landis is very sweet and does not cry much at all, she is very portable so she has not put a crimp in the girls routine so far and that probably helps them like her:)

Your belly button fell off last night. Well really I guess it is your cord, but it is gone and now just your little belly button remains. We are getting the hang of the breast feeding and I can honestly say it has been a challenge for us both. Thankfully we are both pretty patient. I know in the long run it is the best thing for you and for me so we keep trucking along.

Well it is not that we were in the hospital very long but it is good to be home. We stayed a couple of days and came home on Monday. I was very happy to have you home and to see your sisters, I missed them a bunch. So far you are doing great, eating and sleeping. You are just a peanut at 4#12oz but I am sure you will be growing soon.

Your sisters are very excited about you and whenever they are around you try your hardest to open your eyes and look at them. They think that is super cute. Also every time you cry they ask if you are okay.

We have been going to the doctor every day because you had some type of infection on your skin. Turns out that we caught it in time and now it is gone. So we won’t go back to the doctor until Monday. You are doing super, you sleep easily and hardly cry. I have been wearing you in a sling and I think we both like it.

For the past few weeks you have been working me over with doctor’s appts. Seems like you just don’t want to grow. We would go for stress testing on Tuesday’s, OBGYN appt on Wednesdays and ultrasounds on Fridays. In between sometimes we would even see a specialist on Thursdays. Every time the diagnosis was the same, small baby, can’t tell why everything looks normal. So we would just rinse, recycle and repeat the next week a whole slew of tests.

Finally my appt came with my doctor and they decided to do an amnio to see if your lungs were mature. Seems like you had slipped from the 10% for growth to the 7% and that is when the doctors start to worry. So your dad and I went to the doctor early on Friday morning leaving your sisters with Grammy and Grampy. We waited, laughed, joked with the nurses and finally the doctor decided to go ahead and do the amnio. They took a needle and poked it into mommy’s tummy and into the sac that you were in and took out some fluid. Then they tested that fluid to see if your lungs were mature. After waiting most of the day we got the good news, your lungs were mature so you were ready to join the family.

So that night your dad and I checked into the hospital at 8PM. They started working on me to get me all ready for the surgery where the doctor was going to take you out. The surgery was supposed to be at 10:30PM but another mom needed to get into the operating room first so we waited. Finally at around 11PM your dad and I headed into the operating room. At 11:49 on Sep 28th you were born. Your dad and I were so happy and you were happy too. It turns out that you had flipped and flopped so much in mommy’s tummy that you had tied a knot in your cord and that is the reason you could not grow.

Your dad and I loved you from the moment you were conceived and are so happy that you are here to join us and your sisters. Welcome Landis Olivia Haslup!

We have been AWOL from our blog because we added a new one to the family on Sept 28th, 2007.  Welcome to baby Landis Olivia Haslup, 5lb2oz and 17 inches long.  We are so happy.  Mom and baby stayed in the hospital a couple of days and dad flew solo with the twins, with a little help from Grammie and Grampy Haslup.  All in all an uneventful birth, Jason got to be in the OR in his scrubs just like last time.  Both of us were a little more aware of what was going on which was “interesting” to say the least for us both.  My recovery is going as well as the first time but this time we are home with our new one and that is a whole new experience.  It is weird that we have two kids but neither came home right away from the hospital so this is a new experience for us.  As always we are handling it well and enjoying every minute.

Landis is super cute and the girls are being great with her.  When she cries, which isn’t often, the girls ask if she is okay.  They like to help me out and have been very patient while I feed and change her and interrupt their playtime.  There has been a little bit more whining lately and Piper does imitate the baby often but I tell her I want to hear her big girl voice and she eventually complies or moves on.  Everyone is sleeping now so I think I will take this time for myself and eat a gigantic cookie, or four.