Wednesday, October 31, 2012
Friday, October 26, 2012
Thursday, October 25, 2012
Baby Update
12 weeks 2 days
Today when Jenny Mulder and her kids were over for a play date, I started bleeding. I was so shocked and so scared! I called my doctor and they recommended I come in right away for an ultrasound. I called Daryl and he came home right away. Jenny offered to stay and watch my kids but we ended up having my Dad come over. My Mom was out in Gobles volunteering at Savannah's school so we weren't even able to get a hold of her. I was sure that I had miscarried the baby. I will never forget seeing that precious little heart beating away on that ultrasound. His/her hands were up by its face and he/she was wiggling all over the place. Tears of relief and joy! The heart rate was 161 and the baby was measuring 13 weeks. They found a clot behind my placenta which was the source of all (and it was a LOT) the blood. The clot (called a subchorionic hematoma) measured 5cm x 3cm x 1cm. Larger than average but not huge. I talked to Dr Bauer on the phone (I was having my ultrasound done in outpatient testing at Bronson b/c they didn't have an opening for me in the office) and she was really honest with me and told me that at this point I have a 50/50 chance of losing this baby. She told me to take it easy - no lifting, sit/lie down as often as I possibly can, no strenuous activity, etc. We went home and I went to rest in my bed. I cried out to God and I told Him that I trusted Him and if He chose to take this baby home with Him, I would be okay because I knew He would give me peace and comfort. He know the number of this baby's days and I chose to trust Him and not to live in fear. And yet, we are praying desperately for this baby's life and for healing for that clot!
Today when Jenny Mulder and her kids were over for a play date, I started bleeding. I was so shocked and so scared! I called my doctor and they recommended I come in right away for an ultrasound. I called Daryl and he came home right away. Jenny offered to stay and watch my kids but we ended up having my Dad come over. My Mom was out in Gobles volunteering at Savannah's school so we weren't even able to get a hold of her. I was sure that I had miscarried the baby. I will never forget seeing that precious little heart beating away on that ultrasound. His/her hands were up by its face and he/she was wiggling all over the place. Tears of relief and joy! The heart rate was 161 and the baby was measuring 13 weeks. They found a clot behind my placenta which was the source of all (and it was a LOT) the blood. The clot (called a subchorionic hematoma) measured 5cm x 3cm x 1cm. Larger than average but not huge. I talked to Dr Bauer on the phone (I was having my ultrasound done in outpatient testing at Bronson b/c they didn't have an opening for me in the office) and she was really honest with me and told me that at this point I have a 50/50 chance of losing this baby. She told me to take it easy - no lifting, sit/lie down as often as I possibly can, no strenuous activity, etc. We went home and I went to rest in my bed. I cried out to God and I told Him that I trusted Him and if He chose to take this baby home with Him, I would be okay because I knew He would give me peace and comfort. He know the number of this baby's days and I chose to trust Him and not to live in fear. And yet, we are praying desperately for this baby's life and for healing for that clot!
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
A lesson learned
I want to become more of a "yes" parent and less of a "no" parent. I find myself saying "no" to the kids more often than what I should. I hate that! I want to say "yes" to them more often when it isn't hurting anyone or something that is wrong. Today, when we were playing outside, Samuel asked me if he could get the scrap wood out of the garage. It was almost lunchtime so I told him no. After he kept on begging me, I eventually said yes. After he got the wood out he said he needed a hammer. I told him "no" again (seriously! why in the world?!?) until he convinced me that he could go inside and go downstairs by himself and get the hammer because he knew right where it was. I ended up letting him and he played with that wood and his tools for a good hour. There was no reason to say "no" to those things when he asked except for the fact that I wanted to eat lunch and I didn't want to go and dig his tools out!! Silly and stupid. I'm going to try harder to be a "yes" parent when there is nothing wrong or bad with what he/she is asking me!
The girls joined in on the fun for a little bit.
Building his "house"
Concentration.
Working hard. Just like he sees his Daddy do.
"Marking" the wood with his chalk. All his own idea!
Finally was able to pause from his hard work to look up and give me a smile!
Then he wanted a picture to show how he was strong enough to pick up the wood!
While Samuel was busy at his construction site, Hope and Aliyah were driving their babies around the driveway.
With the girls driving/walking around, Samuel needed to put up orange cones so that the girls wouldn't accidentally walk or drive thru his construction site!
What does it say when Samuel can write Hope's name so much better than his own? "S" and "M" are hard letters to write and he gets frustrated with them easily. All of Hope's letters are pretty easy and straightforward to write so he'll often write Hope's name on things instead of his own!!
Staples, Soccer, Trunk or Treat, and World Series - OH MY!
Last Tuesday night (8 days ago) we had a little incident. Aliyah and Samuel were running opposite ways and collided in our hallway. Aliyah stuck out her hands to protect herself and accidentally pushed Samuel into the corner of a wall. Immediate blood everywhere. Samuel had about a 1" cut on the back of his head. It was deep enough that I knew he should probably be seen in the ER to get it closed up. I called my Mom to go with us so that Daryl could be at home with the girls. Our ER visit was a max of 45 minutes! Samuel ended up with 1 staple in his head. I think it was more traumatic for me than for him! He screamed when the staple went in but he was such a big, brave boy! Today we went to see Dr Dyk to get the staple out. On the way there, Samuel asked me if Dr Dyk was nice and then he asked if he was "really really careful". He was nervous about getting the staple out but he didn't cry at all! Later in the day, Daryl asked Samuel if it hurt at all. Samuel shrugged his shoulders in the most adorable way and said, "Nope. It didn't hurt. He just had a little thing that he squeezed (demonstrating) and it popped right out!" Dr Dyk gave him the staple in a little sterile cup which he proudly showed off for the rest of the day. :)
We went up to Davenport in the afternoon for Anna's soccer game. CU lost (Davenport is undefeated in the conference) and Anna re-injured her hamstring. Double bummer. The kids had a great time though and the weather was beautiful (mid 70s!). From the game we drove straight back to Kalamazoo and to our Church for Trunk or Treat. The kids had a great time! Hope and Samuel did really well and didn't need much help. Aliyah wasn't so sure at first but she quickly got the hang of it. She preferred that people hand her the candy so that she could put it in her bag.
Samuel was a soccer player again this year.
Hope was Cinderella. She loved her costume!
And my sweet Aliyah was a cute little ladybug.
Miss Deb - one of Samuel's favorite people. She was a soccer player too!
Picking out some good candy!
So cute :)
A ladybug with an attitude!
Pastor Jason helping Samuel spin the basketball on his finger.
Hope's turn!
I took Hope's Cinderella costume off before she got into her carseat because it was so long and difficult to buckle her in with it on. She got really sad and said, "But now I'm not beautiful anymore." It broke my heart! I reassured her that she is always beautiful!
And the World Series started tonight! I had high hopes with Verlander on the mound, but things did not go our way. Tigers are down 0 games to 1 against the Giants. Hoping for better games to come!
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