oNE mONTH!!

I can't believe my baby girl is already one month! Time flies by so quickly! Cheyanne is such a good baby! I couldn't have asked for anything more!!!

I LOVE THIS PICTURE AND THE NEXT!

This was just a fun picture of what it's like to have a baby girl around the house.

PINK LAUNDRY!

oNE wEEK lATER

So Cheyanne is a week old when Audra comes to visit us. I notice while she's there that I am getting a little cold. Well by the time she leaves I tell Steve that I am starting to get really cold. We decided that we would go for a ride just to get out of the house. I wanted to feed the baby first so she wouldn't get cranky for our ride. Well as I was feeding I am getting REALLY cold and put a blanket on. I start to shiver I am so cold. Steven is getting Cheyanne in her carseat and I told him I was going to go sit in the sun and to pick me up out front. I was sitting in the blazing heat outside and was just SHIVERING! We start heading up town and I decided there was something wrong and we need to go to the doctor's office. So the air in the dr office makes me shiver more so I ended up going outside to wait. I finally get called back and my temp was 103. How crazy!! He asks me if I was having any pain anywhere in my pelvis. No! But my breast is a little tender! He takes a look at my incision and it looks totally great! Oh and by the way I had been in the office 2 days earlier because I was having an allergic reaction to the stupid sticky stuff on the tape! Allergic enough to cause my skin to break down and start oozing. I thought my wound was opening up! Ok back to my shivering! Everything looks ok so he asks if I burn when I urinate. No! What the heck is going on? So he gives me an antibiotic to take since obviously SOMETHING is going on. He says if my temp gets to 104 to go to the hospital. Well the next morning guess what my temp is! Yep 104 so we call the dr and head on up. When I get there they were ready for a bazillion tests to run. He tells me it's not the flu, that test was ok. Oh yeah I had a bad headache too. So he tells me he's thinking maybe menengitis so we may have to do a spinal tap. Oh great! They have me start drinking the nasty junk for a catscan of my pelvis to check for an abcess, take my back for a chest x-ray, start doing dopplers on my legs to check for a clot, start me on blood thinners and start me on 3 different antibiotics! Ask if I'm having any pain. No, but my right breast is still tender and today it looks red! Dr. Christensen comes in and relieves my anxiety about the menengitis theory. Yeah, no spinal tap! ALL tests come back normal. This is so stupid! The next morning I am not feeling well at all. I tell the nurses I am getting itchy and red. By mid morning I was a strawberry!! I was allergic to one of the stupid antibiotics. It had caused a rash over my entire body. The supid benedryl pills were NOT HELPING. So they decided to give me benedryl thru my IV and start me on prednisone. I was so out of it on Saturday I didn't know which way was up! Sunday morning I was feeling pretty good and hadn't had a fever for quite a while. The doctors told me I still had to stay another day. That shot my spirits down and it was a horrible, emotional day. They were trying to figure out my antibiotics and I still had to get shots to thin my blood. They did decide that I had mastitis. I was still pumping so I would still be able to nurse my precious little girl when I could return to her. My mom is so awesome to take care of my little ones when I keep returning to the hospital after having a baby. Thanks so much. Anyways, like I said, it was anemotional day and that evening I think I start to have a panic attack. Steven decided to stay the night there with me. The next day (monday) I am feeling way better and they decided I could go home!! Yeah :) I was worried about Cheyanne not wanting to nurse but like I said she is the BEST baby and she latched on like we never skipped a beat! I was still itchy for about 2 weeks especially where I would sweat more. But it was all over with and I am home and doing well. We decided though that I am now allergic to penicillin. Definitely will never forget this experience! Thank you all to our families. Thanks so much for taking care of my kids when I couldn't. Mom, Joyce, Sas, Katie, Marlo, Carol, Shar thank you so much. Thanks for the food and all the prayers. Thanks to anyone who I may have forgotten. I can't express how thankful I am for our families!! Love you so much!!

hAPPY & fRIGHTENING

So I had an appointment with Dr. Tran about 9:00am on the 7th of May. I had been going twice a week to the hospital to get my NST's to monitor the baby since I was contracting and it was early for me to be doing that. That Thursday was the day I was needing to go in after my appointment. When I was in with Dr. Tran we were all excited about me making it to 37 weeks. He started laughing and said "watch you'll go over to be monitored and start really contracting!" Steve and I decided that would probably be the case. We head over there and I told him it most likely was going to happen cause the walk over I could feel the contractions more. I get hooked up to the monitor and layed there awhile. Can you guess what happened? Just as we all predicted so Lisa, my nurse, called the OR and Dr. Tran to get it all arranged for my c-section. They said it would be around 1 or 2 when they could sqeeze me in. I started to get nervous I guess cause my heart beat started to rise. We got to get one last look at her in my belly with an ultrasound so Dr. Tran could see where the baby's head was. Then we were off to the OR. Dr. Tran and Dr. Harrison were the ones doing the surgery and Lisa Taylor was still my nurse. I had gotten to know her pretty well from going in for my NST's. Well they delivered the baby and in the mean time I was pretty nervous cause she was early. It took them awhile to get her to cry. I could see Lisa and the baby off to my left side. I asked how she seemed to be doing and she said good. Well they were still trying to get her to let out a good cry. Lisa's body language totally drooped! I started to really worry then. She had to put a bag on Cheyanne to get her to breathe. Steven was over with them the whole time and was trying to tell me things were ok but I knew better! I could read him like a book. They got her stable enough to take her to the nursery while I was still being sewn up. I tried so hard to be brave but my worry got the best of me. Another nurse could see that so she came and sat with me and tried to reassure me all was going to be ok. I was taken to recovery and in comes Dr. Christensen. I told him it was too soon for him to be here and that there was something wrong wasn't there?! He told me they had Cheyanne in an oxygen tent and things were going to be ok now. Steven had come in after Dr. C and said they were trying to draw Cheyanne's blood and couldn't get any so they kept digging and digging. He couldn't take it anymore so he had to leave. This whole time Steven was trying to act like things were all good but like I said I could read him like a book. While I was still in the OR the respitory therapist had come in also, Cleve, who is my friends little brother so we all knew him. Steve straight up asked if things were ok or if she needed to be flown out to Tucson. He said things were going to be ok. I was finally taken to my room just after 5:00 pm and Cheyanne got to come in about 6:30pm. She was such a cutie pie. She was doing great and only had to wear a little thing on her toe to tell us what her oxygen levels were and what her heart rate was. She hadn't wanted to wake up to eat so they checked her sugar level which was ok. About 8pm she decided she would wake up and try to eat. She did so good. She has been the best baby ever!! It was such an emotional day for us. A little miracle was given to us but she just had to give us a little worry first.