Thursday, November 28, 2013

Happy 5th Birthday, Little Bird!

It's so strange to think that he's 5. How is it already five years later? A blink of the eye, they aren't kidding when they tell you to be careful, it goes by so quickly. It's hard to imagine life without him, but I vividly remember my pregnancy with him. The anticipation, the anxiety, the excitement.

Little Birds birth changed me. With Young Bird, things didn't go how I had planned or wanted. They weren't how they should have been, honestly. When we found out we were expecting again, I tried my hardest to get a midwife with the hospital, however, no backing OB would take a VBAC patient. I did not want a repeat c-section because I knew it wasn't needed.

After much research, I finally had the courage to talk to Jason. I started with us watching The Business of Being Born. He didn't react how I had hoped and honestly, I knew that was quite possible. But, I explained how I felt that we needed to seek out the route of a home birth. I had done research, I had found a midwife who had been practicing for 30 years, highly respected in our city and surrounding areas. I told him, I wanted to meet with her, I explained why. How Gage's birth scared the hell out of me and I was afraid to go back to the hospital and have it happen again. I knew I was still young and that could possibly be played against me once again.

This time, I was going to take my birth into my hands. Have it in my control. He agreed to meet with the midwife, so I set up our appointment. I still agreed to make an appointment with an OB just in case. We had our meeting with the midwife and Jason asked her every question imaginable and then some. She came back with well explained answers, never left us questioning anything. She made us feel so comfortable. As we left, he looked at me and told me to cancel our other appointment, we were going with her.

Kathi was the best midwife and pregnancy caregiver a person could honestly have. I'm very sad that this pregnancy we don't have her. It's partly why we've chosen to not seek out another midwife, but there are other reasons. Anyways, she took very good care of us, made us feel like family, treated us with respect and dignity. Each appointment was an hour long.

I was due on Jason's birthday that year. However, as I did with Gage's birthday, I had a feeling and called that Dane that year would be born on Black Friday. I merely joked about it, figuring what are my chances? Gage's birth was a section, who knew if that's when he would have come, but he probably would have anyways.

November 27th, 2008 we went to my moms for Thanksgiving. I had been feeling a bit off, some contractions but nothing really said this is it. So we went, ate and I sat down in the living room to rest. When we went home Jason and I were talking a bit and discussing what he'd go get when he went out the next morning for Black Friday shopping. I remember it so well, we were sitting on the couches opposite of each other, I had the laptop and was telling him I'd like. I was eating popcorn of all things. Then I noticed, sharp pain. I took note of the time, 11pm. Another came, then another and they started getting more painful. I looked at Jason and told him this was it, I don't think he was going out.

That's when the labor started. The next early afternoon, Dane would be born at home! Helping me heal, helping me grow. His birth brought so much to me and I honestly don't think he'll ever quite understand what he helped me with. He helped me learn that I was capable of giving the birth the way I was supposed to. That my body wasn't a failure. That I can do exactly what I want. The best thing of it all while learning all that? Is I got our Dane Dane. He was the best Black Friday gift we got!

Now he's 5! He is in Kindergarten, learning his ABC's and counting. Writing, doing amazing things. He's a big brother and going to be again. He loves both of his brothers despite their fights. He looks up to Gage and is Bishop's best friend. He loves trains and cars, airplanes, the color orange, snuggling, movies and cartoons. He's very energetic and happy. He is silly and will make you laugh. If you're hurt or sad he'll do whatever he can to make you feel better. His first birthday was a rough one, but he made it through. He's proven over and over again he's a fighter.



Setting up the tub



Daddy holding Dane for the first time

Our midwife with Dane

2 months old




His 1st birthday, he was sick and we weren't sure with what yet. He was later hospitalized.

A proud big brother!

The boys on Halloween, Gage wore that dragon outfit also!

He was a little sneak, still is!


He wanted to be Scooby :)









Happy 5th Birthday, Dane. We love you so very much!


Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Pregnancy update.

As of today I'm 15 weeks along. It's crazy to be here, it's mostly just flown by and at moments it feels like it's dragging. I'm only 5 weeks away from being 1/2 through the pregnancy. That also means we're 5 weeks from Christmas today. ;)

I had my appointment a few weeks ago, my next isn't until Dec. 4th. Which seems forever away. I'll be 17 weeks and they'll be doing my early glucose test. I'm not thrilled about this, but I guess because I'm fat (my words, not theirs, well.. depends how you read into my OB's wording) I get to do two of these lovely things. Whatever. So I'll be there an hour. I start meeting the other OB's in the office since I won't know who is on call when I go into labor.

At my last appointment I was reading high for my blood pressure. This doesn't thrill me. Mainly because I've never had high blood pressure in my life before. I read relatively low. But I was reading 154/70 the first time and then 140/70 the 2nd time. Since my top number fell right at the cut off, I was made to do a 24 hour urine collection. Now, I've had friends who had to do these before. I've never had to in my previous pregnancies. I felt rather silly, but managed it. I took it in, had my blood drawn but have not heard back on anything. So I'm going with the old saying, no news is good news.

The high BP still concerns me. I'm nervous that I'll still read high at my next appointment. I'm unsure what they'll want to do from there. At that appointment, I will finally get to schedule our anatomy scan. I'm 20 weeks on Christmas so I'm hoping we can have it scheduled for before. It'll have to be after 4 since the husband has no more days left for the year.

We've been discussing names. The girl name is chosen and set in stone. I don't know about a middle name yet, no discussions for that has been made. Boy names now are proving to be very very difficult. We have managed to agree on 3, however none of them right now are sticking out to be a number one choice.

I know once we know what we're having and that baby is healthy (the most important part), the names will be easier to come by. I hope anyway.

The boys are so excited for the baby. Baby bird believes we're having a girl. No matter how you ask him, he says we're having a girl and a sister. Young Bird wants a little sister and Little bird seems to want another brother. I think no matter what, they're all going to be happy when the baby is here.

But that's the update. High BP that could possibly be me (since my OB said at the time of how far along I was, it was rare it would be caused by the pregnancy) and not having any names chosen for a boy. I'm trying to not worry or dwell on the BP issues till I am seen again. I can't really know what is going on right now. I just hope it becomes nothing serious :(

It's the husbands birthday tomorrow, so I need to finish getting ready for that. He's off for the next 4 days, it'll be so nice having him home. He's been working overtime the last few weeks, some extra time will be nice.

So I will leave you with the growth of the baby, or close to it!

Your growing baby now measures about 4 inches long, crown to rump, and weighs in at about 2 1/2 ounces (about the size of an apple). She's busy moving amniotic fluid through her nose and upper respiratory tract, which helps the primitive air sacs in her lungs begin to develop. Her legs are growing longer than her arms now, and she can move all of her joints and limbs. Although her eyelids are still fused shut, she can sense light. If you shine a flashlight at your tummy, for instance, she's likely to move away from the beam. There's not much for your baby to taste at this point, but she is forming taste buds. Finally, if you have an ultrasound this week, you may be able to find out whether your baby's a boy or a girl! (Don't be too disappointed if it remains a mystery, though. Nailing down your baby's sex depends on the clarity of the picture and on your baby's position. He or she may be modestly curled up or turned in such a way as to "hide the goods.")

Saturday, October 19, 2013

A trip to the apple orchard with little bird

It's a bit late, but hey, better late than never. Right? As in my last few posts, a lot has been going on. Now, we'll have a light  post!

Oct 8th we went to the Apple Orchard with little birds kindergarten class. He was SO excited to go and honestly, so was I. The break was much welcomed and getting that one on one time with him? Priceless.

I dropped them off at school, attempted to find a parking spot and headed into the cafeteria to wait for all the kids and their teachers. Found the table that listed the parents for his class, signed in and waited. After they set up the parents who were paired with kids (I was expecting it, but so many parents volunteered to go, only a few parents had to do doubles.) Then we headed off.

Got there, waited for everyone to arrive and that's when Mrs. Spicer came out and started talking to all the kids. Told them how to pick their apples off the trees and had them show her how to do it. It was so cute to see a large group of kindergartners following her instructions very carefully. A lot of the parents joined in as well. After we learned how to get her tractors going by yelling out "1! 2! 3! C'mon, Betsy!" we all loaded up in the 3 wagons and headed out to pick apples and pumpkins.

We went in search of the perfect apple for him and he found it. As we were walking back to the pumpkin patch, he kept showing everyone his very shiny and big apple! He was so proud :) We wandered a ways down in the patch and he was very specific in his pumpkin choice. Then I had him pick out mine for me also, I knew he'd do such a great job and he did! We left with one big apple and two very plump small pumpkins!

After that, we headed back to go play in their large playground. First we ate our lunches and then headed out. Little bird immediately went to the giant sandbox they had and spent most of his time in there. Then we had cider and donuts (I gave him my cider and donut) and from there he then realized there was more to play on, haha! He's begging to go back. I'm hoping we can go this weekend or next.

Since I drove and didn't have any other kids with me in my party, I decided we'll call it a day and we went home. I love hearing him talk about the fun time he had and telling the husband all about it. Even if he focused mainly on the sandbox and playground. But hey, that's a 4 year old for you!

Now, for some pictures :)  (Click if you want to see the bigger version)

All set and ready to start the trip




More beyond this point!

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

The update to yesterdays post.

Today we drove to Ann Arbor to the University of Michigan to see the pediatrics rheumatologist. I was beyond nervous going in and bid kid, well, you could see how nervous he was in the car. We talked about it, he asked a few questions but over all, he was okay with everything. I kept assuring him that we want the boring news, but, if we didn't get that, we'd do everything in our power to make sure he was okay.

Our appointment went well! He does NOT have any signs of arthritis! Thank goodness! The thought scared me so much, seeing a friend go through it with her daughter, my heart goes out to them. She was very helpful in answering questions when this was all first brought to us. 

The doctor explained that 1 out of 5 kids will test positive for ANA. That I guess it's not really as reliable as they once thought, or at least not in detecting this. She used the example that they once used to think bloodletting was helpful.  That the hands on exam is where the best diagnosis can be made. And thankfully, he does not have any signs of it.

He has what they call Arthralgia because he has the joint pain, but he isn't inflamed. They use it in cases like his. 

Arthralgia (from Greek arthro-, joint + -algos, pain) literally means joint pain;[1][2] it is a symptom of injuryinfectionillnesses (in particular arthritis) or an allergic reaction to medication.[3]
According to MeSH, the term "arthralgia" should only be used when the condition is non-inflammatory, and the term "arthritis" should be used when the condition is inflammatory.[4]

It's hard to see your child in pain and not know the reason. It stinks when the doctor puts a fear into you it could be something serious. But, then again, I'm very glad she did because it could have been much worse. It could have been Juvenile Arthritis. It's not, thankfully.

It's hard to sit back and wonder about the things that could be wrong. We now have stretches for him to do every morning and night and when he has pain, he can take Tylenol or Motrin to help it. As well as taking a hot bath or putting a heated pack on whatever part is bothering him. He's just a very active boy, he runs 6 miles a week at school for the Mileage club. He's just over extending his muscles. He's being a boy.

Thank you all to those who had him in his thoughts and prayers. It means a lot to us. More than you'll ever know.

Tuesday, October 15, 2013

What's going on with the biggest bird.

Another thing going on in our lives right now revolves around the biggest bird. It's been a bit of a concern so I haven't spoken much about it. Tomorrow though, could be a very good day, or not.

A few months ago, he came to us complaining of joint pain. Followed by back and chest pain. Some at night, but most of it was during the day. We chalked it up to being growing pains and gave him something, told him to rest and go lay down, take it easy. The complaints kept filing in. He also started to complain of stomach pain, the kind where you feel constipated but he was going just fine. I wasn't sure what to think.

I would tell him, I'll make a Dr appt. He'd be fine, I'd forget. Then one day he came home from school, near tears telling me how much his knees hurt after running. I said that was it, sat down and made an appointment to get him into his doctor right away.

Well, we went in and they did an x-ray of his chest since that was a big complaint area but also because they didn't want to introduce him to so much radiation by doing it to every joint. They also did a blood panel. Before we left, we found out he was slightly anemic but that was it. We'd know more in 2 days.

Those two days went by and the Doctor called me. One part of his test came back negative, another part came back that he was ANA positive. It could be nothing, it could be something very serious. Tomorrow, October 16th, we are going to the University of Michigan in Ann Arbor for an appointment with the pediatric Rheumatology department. Since the test came back ANA positive and him having the joint pain, his doctor told us it was very important for us to get in and be seen.

So the appointment will last up to 2 hours and possibly even longer. We have not sat him down to really talk about all of what is going on because we don't want to scare him. On our way there, we will have a nice long talk about everything. It's hard having to tell a 7 year old what could possibly be going on with him when at the same time you're telling him, it may not even be anything. But he knows about the appointment, he has a general idea of why because of all the pain he's had lately.

It's hard to protect them when you have to be honest about something like this. Especially with him, he's such a sensitive soul that I don't want to worry him. However, I know once we start talking, there will be worry and fear. I'll do everything I can to eliminate it.

So, please keep him in your thoughts. Hope that it's nothing and that he'll be okay. I've worried so much over this. I just want him to be okay.

A website on explaining ANA positive and what it could possibly be.