Monday, November 23, 2009

Helpful bracelets


Good news! Ethan surpassed his birth weight by 7 1/2 oz. only 8 days after he was born (he was originally down 8% body weight in the hospital)- so things are going great! We found this info out because we had to go to the doctor to check out some nodules that popped up on his head that weren't there before. Evidently, because he has a cephalohematoma (big bad bruise on his head), as the blood reabsorbs, it can calcify around it, causing little calcified nodules around the hematoma; which although somewhat unsightly, are completely harmless and will go away in a few months. Okay, so that was my medical spiel of the day... :)


My good friend Samantha bought me such a handy and super useful gift- a bracelet that is numbered 1-12 with three dots in between the numbers for 15 min. intervals, and a little heart slider, to mark the last time I fed Ethan, and then you put the bracelet on the side that you need to start on for the next feed- it has been a lifesaver through my foggy mental state! I was also being super vigilant about keeping a log of his output per day, but after we found out he had already passed his birth weight, I got increasingly forgetful of where I left the paper we were logging on, and started asking myself and Michael if I really needed to keep it up.


I referred to "The Womanly Art of Breastfeeding"- lent to me by Julie and it reminded me that I can also just keep track by making sure he is eating 8-12 times a day (but at least 6 wet diapers and three stools/day- which Ethan always far surpasses :) ). My mom and I were brainstorming about an easy way to know how many times I've fed him without writing it down. I kind of stole this idea from Julie, but we ended up making a bracelet with beads with letters and spelled his name Ethan Everett, which is conveniently 12 letters! We tried different clips to mark in front of the letter after I feed him, and we couldn't really find anything that worked except a small bobby pin, however it completely works for me. Now I know how many times I've fed him, what time I fed him last, and which side to start on- all with some really helpful bracelets!!

Thursday, November 19, 2009



My postpartum experience was far from ideal. In fact, my labor and delivery experience was 100 times better than it. I hope that it was just the few terrible staff members/situations I encountered and not a generic, across the board theme, that new mommies receive in postpartum, but I'm not sure that it is. Ethan was a bit small for his gestational age ( 6lbs. 8 oz.) but still within the normal range. He received several glucose tests to make sure he could keep his blood sugar elevated (they said they tested b/c of his size) and anything over 40 is fine and three separate times his was around 70. One nurse said I could've had high blood pressure or placental issues- the first one definitely isn't true, and the the second my midwife said on ultrasound there was never any indication of that- she said that everyone just freaks out if you don't have an 8 lb baby :).

Night one- in postpartum, our nurse "miscalculated" (or had absolutely no idea how to do the math) that his percent body weight lost was 9.4%. We were freaked- as they can only lose up to 10% before they leave, and he had already lost that much in the first day! The nurse called Pediatrics and the doctor there didn't double check her math- just took her word for it, and they were extremely concerned. On day two a lactation consultant (bless them all) came to check on me and we told her about the shocking percent weight loss; she said that that couldn't be right and went to calculate it for herself. She came back and said he had only lost 5.6% of his original body weight! We were so relieved, and super frustrated at the nurse and Peds doctor that not only didn't do their jobs, but also never came to apologize about the miscalculation or the needless worry they caused us.

Night two- We had a horrible nurse with no bedside manner (I called the desk to ask a question about breastfeeding and she never came in to respond) and we didn't see her all night- never came in to see how we were doing, decided before she left shift to take it upon herself to tell me that I wasn't making enough colostrum because of his weight loss and because he was starting to become more jaundiced due to a good size hematoma on his head from a hard and fast delivery, that we should really use formula to clear it all out. His body weight loss % was up to 8.2 at this point, but still under 10. We experienced "second night syndrome" (check out Julie's blog to get the info) and said we might use a pacifier to soothe him if he kept freaking out, and she said no lactation consultant would approve of that here, and I wish that I would've been quick on my feet to say that no lactation consultant would approve of using formula, way before using a pacifier.

Day two- Random OB doctor doing rounds stops in to suggest I talk to Peds about using formula. I said if Peds is concerned, they can come talk to me about it. She said his output wasn't enough, but actually his output was at the requirements and exceeding them (5 of each on day one!, only two of each on day two (they were green already!), but that was due to him being knocked out from the circumcision, and then the following days blowing the minimum requirements out of the water (day 3 his last stool was dark seedy yellow!). I told her that he was supposed to have one of each on the first day, two of each on the second day, and so on until day 7 when it changes. She said nope- I told her I disagreed. Finally that day a Peds doctor did come in and made no mention of his percent weight loss, but that I was doing great with breastfeeding and to keep it up, and made NO mention of formula at all. I started expressing colostrum into a teaspoon after each feeding and would get 1-1 1/2 teaspoons each time. We also asked for a breastpump, just to show that we were serious about exclusively breastfeeding.

Night 3- Ethan's weight increased! Now only at 7 something % weight loss. He had to go under the blue lights because his bilirubin level was now at 16 (again b/c of his bruising). He was under the lights for 12 hrs. (he looked like a little super hero with his eye mask :) ) and it brought the bili levels down to 12, then at discharge at 9. My milk came in that night/early AM as well!

Finally got home, and he continued to flush the bili through his stools, no more jaundice, and yesterday at his follow-up appt. he weighed 6 lbs. 6.8oz- almost back up to his birth weight! He's doing great!

Conclusion- Couldn't believe that I had to "rage against the machine"so hard- just to do what my body naturally does- which is breastfeed!! The colostrum poster (in the photo) was in our room, directly across from my bed- prominently displayed. Oh the irony!- that no one seemed to trust breastfeeding to do it's job, yet all the literature THEY gave me, the POSTER, said that it would.

Questions: Why is exclusively breastfeeding seen as "hippie" or "granola" or just "too" natural? Why the great distrust of something women's bodies naturally do- especially from those who are supposed to be experts of our bodies? Why did they have to make me feel like a bad mom from the start (that I was starving our child and wanted him to have permanent brain damage from his bili levels?!)? Why didn't someone come in to say- you're doing awesome, we respect and even ENCOURAGE moms to breastfeed, but we've got to help encourage your body by expressing the colostrum or pumping (only my best friend and IBCLC (lactation consultant) advised me to do this)?

Wow, that was long, and I'm not sure if you even made it all the way through this post, but it was so therapeutic for me to write it all out and put it out there into space- taking away the heaviness that it caused my heart, and giving me vindication.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Let's start at the beginning. Michael and I met on eharmony.com and got married about a year later on July 1, 2006. He is a naval officer, Public Affairs Officer, currently stationed on the USS Enterprise out of Norfolk, VA, although we live in Chesapeake. We lived in San Diego for about 3 yrs before moving here, and there I took all my prerequisite classes to go to nursing school. I've been accepted to a couple nursing programs here, which I am planning on starting in the Fall of 2010. I also went to cosmetology school in Ohio, just dabbling around in something fun :). I have yet to get my cos. license- big procrastinator here- but I do plan on doing that while we live in VA as well.

I found out I was pregnant in March of this year and had a wonderful (most of the time) pregnancy- free of any and all complications- and gaining about 35 lbs. Ethan Everett was born on Friday, November 13 at 1:53 AM. I had a vaginal birth and my labor lasted 13 hrs, and only pushed for 10 minutes! I did end up getting the epidural because I had to be induced (I was at 41 weeks +1) and that Pitocin kicks your butt. My desire was to have a medication free birth and to go into labor on my own, but I had to roll with the punches and stay flexible. I arrived at the hospital barely 1 cm dilated, so my body had a lot of work to do! I feel sooo thankful that things went as smoothly as they did and we are so blessed to have this incredible son. I will be posting more about details of my postpartum experience, breastfeeding, etc...