Sunday, June 29, 2008

All About Noah: The Second Six Months

I decided that it might be best to chop Noah's story into 3 parts to make it easier for people to read, so here is part 2 of 3.

Noah was now 6 months old and there was a minor setback. I will admit that I am a very protective mother, so when Noah hit that 6 month mark and hadn't rolled over yet I was a little concerned. We hadn't signed Noah up for Help Me Grow (our state early intervention/evaluation service) in the beginning because we didn't think that Noah would really need them. Now, however, I wanted their opinion. The evaluator came, checked Noah over, said he was fine (except for needing an eye exam), and said it was up to us if we wanted to continue services. We decided not to. Noah had his eye exam (normal) and rolled over on his own 2 weeks later. Everything was fine and I was just over-reacting! He sat on his own at 8 months old, was teething like a fiend, and started chunky baby food. That's when the next issue came up.

Noah and chunky baby food just did not mix. Noah had always been prone to gagging/spitting up/vomiting, so I wasn't overly worried when he began doing it while eating the chunky stuff. After all, it was a new texture and maybe he just needed time to get used to it. I spoke to his pediatrician and he agreed. After a month of Noah getting sick during almost half of his meals, I began to have some doubts. His pediatrician though, thought all was fine. Noah was growing well and appeared healthy. We also mentioned to his pediatrician that Noah really enjoyed spinning things, didn't like to look people in the eyes much, and had a far off look in his eyes frequently. We were told not to worry. These things aren't unusual for a baby Noah's age. Something just didn't seem right, but we figured that the pediatrician knew what he was doing. Noah was nearing his 1st birthday and things were better, no worse.

All About Noah: The First Six Months

This post will be all about my sweet, beautiful baby boy, Noah David. Here goes:

Noah was born at 8:34 pm on December 6, 2006. He was about 3 weeks early. He weighed 6 lbs. and was 19.5 inches long. He had trouble breathing shortly after birth and was placed on C-PAP his first night. The next day his right lung collapsed and he had a chest tube placed. He also suffered from jaundice and a possible milk intolerance. He spent his first week in the Special Care Nursery (SCN) hooked up to IVs, feeding tubes, oxygen and monitors.

On December 13, we were finally able to bring our pride and joy home. We were so excited! Noah's breathing was normal and he had been started on a soy-based formula. When he was 2 days old, we discovered that he had been sent home from the hospital with the beginnings of thrush and we spent the next 2 months trying to get rid of it. Noah was not necessarily what one would call an "easy baby", but we knew that he had been through alot in his short life. During the next few months, we also noticed that Noah seemed to be more fussy than we had expected. When Noah was around 2 months old, he began having trouble with severe constipation. His pediatrician told us it was normal. He told us to give him corn syrup and wrote a script for a laxative. After 2 weeks of Noah being constipated, we decided to switch him back to milk-based formula. At the time, it seemed like a great idea. After a few days, Noah was no longer constipated and things seemed to get better.

Other than some minor spit-up issues here and there, Noah seemed to be doing really well over the next couple of months . He was still pretty fussy, but nothing like it had been before. He began solids and did really well. Noah seemed to be doing what babies his age were supposed to be doing. He was eating well, smiling, playing and growing.

Thursday, June 26, 2008

Meet the Clan

Welcome to my newly created blog. Thanks for stopping by! I guess I should begin by introducing you to the clan. These are not in order of importance, but in order of addition to the family (or as I call it, "time served"!)

First there's my better half. Let's just call him Spidey. Corny, I know, but his favorite comic book character is Spider-man. How do I describe him? He is my best friend, my staunchest supporter, and my biggest critic. He is one of the best fathers that a child could ask for. (Honestly, I thinnk he has changed more of Noah's diapers than I have!) He loves his son more than anything in the world and would walk through fire for him. Did I mention that he is also a great dishwasher? Dave is an amazing man and I am truly honored to call him mine. He's also an old timer at 44 years old.

Next there's Chelli (that's me) I really don't know what to say about myself. I am 31 and a stay at home mom to an 18 1/2 month old son. I tend to be somewhat shy and very analytical. I love to read and watch movies. That's pretty much all there is to say about me.

Next up would be Squeaky. I know some people out there wouldn't consider their pets to be part of the family, but I am not one of those people. My pets are very special to me and an important part of our family. Squeaky is a sweet, loving little cockatiel that we have had for over 12 years now. He is a wonderful bird and he makes me laugh every day.

Now on to Sammy. Oh boy, where do I even begin with that bird! Sammy is a character to put it mildly. He's a conure with a mouth like a macaw! He is loud, funny and totally annoying! We still love him. He has been with us for almost 12 years now and we have enjoyed (well maybe not) every minute of it.

Next is Baylee. Baylee is our beautiful, protective, overweight beagle-mix. He has been a true blessing and watches Noah like a big brother would. Baylee has been a part of our family for nearly 9 years and I credit him with preparing us for parenthood.

Now on to the whole reason for this blog - Noah. Noah is the light of my life. He is sweet, stubborn and handsome. He is my miracle baby. David and I waited a long time to have a child (nearly 10 years to be exact) and are truly blessed to have Noah. Noah is 18 1/2 months old and recently began speech and occupational therapy. Noah has a few issues, but that's okay.