8 weeks: Mixed Bag

May 14, 2011 at 1:54 AM | Posted in Baby Romaezi | 1 Comment

It is my goal to update the blog every Tuesday. To achieve that goal, I wrote this on Monday fully intending to share a hat photo with you. The hat is done, I just haven’t taken the photo so I’m posting on a Friday night, 3 days after I wrote this. I’ll update with the photo later.

Lots has happened this week for us both developmentally for Kam and milestone wise as a family.

The middle of the week last week was rather uneventful which in this household lately is VERY good.
On Thursday I put Kamran down for tummy time and he rolled over onto his back over his left shoulder! In disbelief I cheered him on and put him back on his tummy and he did it twice more. I was shocked and put him on his tummy a fourth time and he rolled over his right shoulder as if saying “Yes mom, I really did just do that.” I texted Kayvan at work and he was of course upset he missed it. Kayvan and I made the attempt to get him to show daddy when he got home but it clearly was not a good time for tummy time according to Kam so we put him on his back and let him stare at the toys in the play gym. Kamran also celebrated his first Cinco de Mayo. Photo to come later.

On Friday Kam and I went for a walk with Sookie and when we came back inside I noticed that Kam’s right eye was watering. I chalked it up to allergies and left it at that. Of course, in the back of my head I was slightly sad because I knew that meant he was making tears and they would be here to break our hearts very soon. I just didn’t know how soon that would be.

Saturday we woke up to a crusty right eye, a clogged tear duct and a baby full of spit up. Kayvan fed Kam at 5 a.m. and when I woke up at 7 we put him in the boppy and whamo. Spit up. Kam likes to eat every 2 hours so I fed him at 7, held him upright and almost immediately I knew exactly how much Kam nursed because again it all came up. He spits up, no big deal but he has never spit up this much. Kayvan and I decided to watch him closely and see if it continued or got better. I also called the nurse line at the pediatrician about the eye and spit up just to be safe. I put a few warm compresses on his eye for good measure. It seemed to help. Sookie wanted to show Kamran off at the pet fiesta in Reston so we packed everyone up in the car and headed out for the day. I wore Kamran in the moby wrap. Can I tell you, that thing is SO much easier than pushing a stroller through a huge crowd of people. Kamran also loves to be worn so he slept the entire time. We eventually fed Kamran and then fed ourselves at the counter burger. If that place isn’t Kayvan’s favorite burger joint, it comes in a close second…but I think it’s his favorite. A storm was coming in and it was starting to get a little chilly so we grabbed gelato to go and headed home. Sookie had a BLAST. She loves going on trips with us and is a very well socialized little doggie.

When we got home I changed Kamran’s diaper and noticed a bulge in his groin area. Other than the larger than usual amount of spit up, Kam had no other out of the ordinary symptoms and no fever. The nurse from the pediatrician’s office had called back but I missed the call and she left a message about his eye and told me to put warm compresses on it which I was already doing. I had Kayvan look at the bulge and we agreed that I wasn’t a crazy first time mom to be so concerned. I called my friend Margaret who works in the ER at the hospital I lived at earlier this year to see if she would suggest going into the ER or if it could wait but she was on a hot date with her hubby. 😉 So I left a neurotic first time mom voicemail and then started googling hernias because Kamran’s amazing pediatrician told us to keep our eye out. I guess he expected this. After Dr. Google told me to go to the ER if the infant vomits, Kayvan and I decided to go to the ER. We probably would have anyway–and Margaret did call me back. So this weekend we checked “First trip to the ER” off of our list. I’ll add that page to his scrapbook soon enough. Poor baby had an ultrasound and screamed like I have never heard him scream before. This is where “baby’s first tears” come into play. Can I tell you how heartbreaking that was? He did clear out that clogged duct rather quickly, though. I felt so awful and wished it were me on that table instead. Kamran did get baby revenge and peed on the ultrasound tech (and me) 3 times. The good news is that the tech accidentally pushed the hernia back in when she was doing her scan and I brought a change of clothes because I’ve learned to plan for the worst and feared he would need surgery. The fact that the tech pushed the hernia in means it isn’t incarcerated and does not need surgery at this time. We were discharged from the hospital right around Kamran’s usual 10 pm witching hour and my goodness was that horrible. They made us withhold food, unsure of what the ultrasound would tell us. I had to feed Kam before we could go anywhere but after he ate, the boy screamed and screamed and screamed…and screamed. Eventually we calmed him down and went home…but not until the ER valet (yes, ER valet) tried to send us home with a Scion XB instead of our SUV. Pretty sure that one didn’t have the right car seat base. Once we got home Kamran screamed every time we changed his diaper. Either he remembered what happened the last time they had his diaper off, or the hernia really hurt him…I told it’s the latter. Oh and it popped back through by the time we got home. Ugh.

Sunday was great. We had Kayvan’s mom over for breakfast and Kayvan was in charge of the baby for the day. Kamran got me a massage–I cannot wait to utilize that thing. Kayvan kicked me out of the house for the day and told me to go to the mall. I showered and decided that I wasn’t ready to buy new clothes yet. I’ll save that for later when I hopefully lose these last 5 pounds. Instead I was going to go to Home Goods then the garden center and get some pretty flowers for our front yard. I moseyed downstairs to tell Kayvan this before I left, only to discover Kayvan asleep on the couch and his mom holding the baby. A-HA! I teased him that he didn’t invite her over to spend the day. He invited her over so she would babysit while he napped! Regardless, grandma is always happy to hold the baby. And it is a good thing because Kamran was quite uncomfortable and his screaming made it known. Kayvan’s mom left and our neighbors had people over for a cook out. They popped over the fence Mr. Wilson style and invited us the day before, so I wrapped Kam–the only way to keep him quiet that day and we stopped in for a few hours. A bit later in the evening I got my plants in the ground and we went to bed.

Speaking of bed. Kam has been spending a lot more time awake during the day and has started to get the hang of sleeping at night. We even got a 4 hour stretch out of him Saturday night he was so exhausted after the ER. AIr is still pretty hit or miss. Thanks to the hernia lots of misses but the 3 hour stretch nights are good! After visiting with the pediatrician for a follow up on Monday and learning that Kamran is now 7 lbs 9 ounces we’ve been given permission to let HIM wake US at night as opposed to the other way around, which we’ve been doing if he actually sleeps. Woo hoo!

This coming weekend we will be walking in the March of Dimes March for Babies if you care to donate. I’m about half way to my goal and would love to raise $200 this year. We’re late to the game on this one but just having had my preemie, we’ve been a little occupied. March of Dimes did so much for us in the NICU that I really want to give back, especially considering my 35 weeker could have been a 24 weeker if it weren’t for research and medical intervention. If you’re in the area, we would love for you to walk with us!! http://www.marchforbabies.org/jromaezi

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  1. thanks for the update 🙂 sounding good.


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