Our Miracle

Our 2nd miracle arrived on August 21. Levi Benjamin arrived at 8:18am weighing 8lbs 4oz and 19 1/2in long.  The cutie pie has lots of dark brown hair and beautiful blue eyes like his brother.

We are relieved to be through our final HG pregnancy.  I did end up having to get another prescription before Levi arrived.  This time the insurance denied the Zofran.  I had already tried reglan and phenergan with Zack and had bad results so the Dr had me try compazine this time.  My last dose of Zofran was at the hospital, through my IV, while we waited for the C-section.

I went into the OR feeling sick and 1/2 an hour later my amazing baby was here and the nausea was gone. It’s strange how this disease works. You are so sick, without a break, for months and the instant the baby is delivered the disease is gone.  I was so excited when I got to my room and the nurse offered to order me a “liquid diet” tray.  I couldn’t decide what I wanted so she ordered one of everything for me, I ate it all!  In fact that day I had two “liquid diet” trays and a huge tray of real food that night. It was wonderful!

But back to Levi’s arrival.  Jason was convinced we were having a girl!  He had a look of confusion when the Dr showed him a boy baby. 🙂  That was quite a surprise to him.  After Levi’s vitals were checked I was able to have him right away in the OR.  It was such a difference from when Zack was born and I briefly saw him before he was taken to the nursery while I went to recovery.  The hospital (RMH) changed it’s policy and no longer separates mom and baby after a C-section.  We were able to start bonding as a family right away.  I even got to give him his first bath that night.  The nurse put a little tub on my bed so I could bathe him.

Levi has been a perfect addition to our family. Zack loves his baby!  He has been teaching him about Thomas trains, I keep finding them “snuggling” Levi.  Zack has also learned to help burp him.  He’s always concerned about were his baby is.  They are going to have so much fun growing up together.

The boys are keeping us busy!  Life is very different with two.  We’re loving all the new things Levi is doing and watching Zack become a “big boy”.

We have been so blessed with our two miracle boys!

Thank you for joining us on this journey.  Please check out http://www.helpher.org and learn more about HG.  CIMG4457

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Light at the End of the Tunnel

We have made it to the final few days! Thank you to everyone who has stood by us through this long journey! We appreciate all your prayers, help, and encouragement.

I am still dealing with some symptoms of the HG. Though the last 2 weeks I have been able to finally reduce my Zofran and today took my last one. Hopefully I won’t need a refill. The dizziness is still quite present, sometimes accompanied by faintness.

I’m looking forward to getting back to normal. We know I will have some recovery time from the C-section, but it will be a piece of cake compared to HG. I keep thinking of all the things I will be able to do again. Scrub the bathrooms is one that I am most excited about. Cooking with chicken or other raw foods, going to more than one store. And most of all being the wife and mother I used to be!

 

We are so ready to meet this little blessing. God has brought us a long way as a family and individually.

Zack is finally getting excited to meet “his baby”. He has been snuggling baby clothes this week. Sometimes he stops playing to give the baby a kiss or lay his head on my belly. He jumps and gets this silly surprised look every time the baby moves. It’s so cute. 🙂  

I will be sure to share our little one with you all once baby is here!!

Here’s where we’re at

This pregnancy started out much better than the last. I was convinced that God had chosen to spare us from the horror of HG. When the nausea and weight loss started at six weeks I told myself it was just good old morning sickness. After a week of that my sister convinced me to call my OB for Zofran, just in case. I’m so thankful she did and we were able to do something before it was out of control. Early intervention is key with HG. As the weeks went by I needed to keep taking more and more Zofran to make it through the day. But, I kept telling myself it would not last like it did in my 1st pregnancy. I was sure it would end with the 1st trimester. Oh how I looked forward to that day.

Than came week 13.

My HG seems to be progressing from a mild case to a moderate case. That was quite a depressing realization. Not only have the last 10 weeks been physically difficult, but as my HG progresses it is emotionally draining as well. Try to imagine having stomach flu or food poisoning for week after week after week. With the flu you know an end is coming. With food poisoning you know it’s just a matter of getting the yuck out. With HG, vomiting only makes you vomit more, it is a vicious cycle. There is no relief afterward. My facial muscles tense up like I am vomiting even when I am not. My body is so conditioned to heave. Fortunately this time around the Zofran is controlling the vomiting but not the nausea and heaving.

Though the HG has started slower this time it is not any easier to deal with. This time a precious little boy is being affected. Jason and I are thankful that Zack is only 2 years old and we are praying that he is young enough that he will not remember mommy being sick. It broke my heart the other day when we pulled into the pharmacy and he announced “parmcy, mommies medicine”. He has days where he is very loving toward his baby and will pat my belly or blow the baby kisses. Then there are days when I can’t do anything with him and he will try to hit the baby or say “no baby mommy”. We want him to be able to bond with his sibling and not hold resentment for taking mommy away.

The hardest part is when I am so sick that I can not even take care of my own son. Days when my parents have to come and play with him or, like right now, I have to let him go stay with grandpa and grandma. He enjoys his time with them and I know it’s good for him to get away. I am so thankful for grandparents who can step in and help care for our little boy. I don’t know where we would be without them.