Button Update

Holy cow, the thing is already closed. I don't even get nauseous when I look at now. Hooray for healing fast Noah! (this post would have been so much more entertaining if I had left what I originally wrote - "hooray for heeling fats Noah!" Good thing my internal spell check does occasionally function.)

On a side note, the eye care center where Noah sees his eye specialist wanted to charge us almost $300 for his glasses, and that is after their generous 15% off discount. All for something he will probably lose/break and definitely outgrow within a year. And by the way, insurance won't pay for them. They will pay for glasses to fix a lazy eye, but not to prevent them. Insurance companies are cool like that. So instead, we found a place in Augusta with a kids' special - if the frames cost more than $120, you get the lens free - wheeeee! So that is where we are going. Photos of Professor Noah coming soon!

Button, Button, Who's Got the Button?

The button is G O N E !!! Wooooo Hooooo!

We took him to the G.I. specialist yesterday who kindly asked us why we bothered to drive nearly two hours to see him when we could have done it ourselves. That's right folks, all he did was take the button out, wipe around it and tape some dry gauze on it. Simple as that. Too bad the thought of the little open whole on his belly, even if it is hiding under the gauze, totally makes me want to barf. The doctor assures us it will be closed up within a few days though, so if that is all it takes, I guess we should be thankful. It certainly is nice that he won't have to be put under for it to be surgically closed.

Baby Big Head

So Noah and I survived our first extended separation, and I am absolutely positive it was harder on me than it was on him. In fact, I have a feeling he didn't even realize he was gone. I guess my mother was right when she said that this trip would be a lot easier to take with him at this age than if I tried to do it next year. From all reports he had a great time with Daddy and Meemaw (Darren's mom).

He had a pediatrician's appointment on Monday while I was gone. He is officially on the unadjusted growth chart in all three major areas now - very exciting!! He is in the 5th percentile for weight, 10th for length, and 75th for head circumference - wowza! After measuring Darren's head and hearing about my own, the doctor was pretty sure we are just a family of big-heads, but he scheduled us for a head ultrasound down at Maine Med just to make sure nothing was going on. We went yesterday, and everything is a-ok! Just big heads for all of us (and big brains too, obviously!!!).

Noah has been pretty constipated lately, so we have been mixing in some prune juice a couple of times a day, but he was still have some round rock hard poops. We knew they were pretty painful for him, and the prune juice usually made him crampy too on top of everything else, so we asked about other options. The nurse suggested Karo syrup, which started using yesterday, and it must to the trick because he had two giant stinky, fudgey poops. Woo hoo for poops!

Our pediatrician also finely gave us the go ahead to see the g.i. specialist about having his button taken out. We meet with him on Tuesday and are very excited. It is really the only thing left to physically remind us of his preemie status (emotionally we will continue to be extra cautious, especially when it comes to cold and flu germs). Hopefully by the time he turns ten months, he will be button free!

And finally, the most fun news, we can start on food! So we are going to start with rice cereal tomorrow, and if he does well with that each day, we hope to try our first veggie by the end of the week. What a big boy!!!!

Our Little Four-Eyes

It's official - Noah is getting glasses. We had our second follow-up appointment with his eye doctor yesterday. As a side effect of the r.o.p. (retinopathy of prematurity) that he developed in the NICU and received laser treatment for, he now has one near-sighted eye and one far-sighted eye. On their own, neither would be much of a worry, but since there is such a big difference between the two of them, Dr. Berman is concerned that he might eventually develop a lazy eye, so baby glasses it is! It certainly will be interesting to see how he reacts to them!

On a side note, I will be leaving Noah overnight for the first time since bringing him home from the NICU. I am chaperoning a group of students on a trip to Washington, DC for the presidential inauguration. Of course I am very excited about it, it's something I began planning before I even became pregnant with Noah. But as the day of departure (this Sunday) gets closer, I continue to get more and more nervous. Darren will still be here with him, and my mother-in-law Audrey will be taking care of him when Darren is at work, but I am going to miss him so much!

This is the post where I finally get off my butt and write something!

So it has been over two months since I last posted, and it is probably beginning to seem pointless to even have a blog. I don't even really have a good excuse, since I manage to find the time nearly every day to catch up on other people's posts. The reason I keep giving myself is that I want to sit down and write a really long and meaningful post. But honestly, I don't think there is a whole lot of long and meaningful in me. I think maybe a better goal will be to update frequently with small snapshot entries - the kinds of things that crack me up or make me melt at the time but are probably too insignificant to make their way in to my long term memory. It makes me so sad to think about how much I have already forgotten or will soon forget without ever having documented it. I hope this kind of goal will be more manageable for me, and who knows, maybe taken as a whole, the entire blog will become long and meaningful. Small steps, right? So after today's somewhat long but not necessarily meaningful post, I will begin my honest effort to post at least a couple of times a week.

Noah slept in his own room in his "big boy" crib last night for the first time. It was a lot harder for me than I thought it would be. Up until last night, Noah had still been sleeping in the co-sleeper next to our bed (on my side except during the two colds I have had). He really is getting too big for it at this point, and I had told myself that we would make the switch over Christmas vacation but it never happened. After some gentle prodding from Darren, we decided last night was the night. We have a video monitor installed in his bedroom, so I can watch him from our room. To be honest, I think it actually contributed to my anxiety, because every time I heard him make a peep or rustle, I had to switch on the video feed. This not only temporarily blinded me, it also woke me up enough that I never really fell asleep until a little past one. Not great, especially when you consider I had set my alarm for 2:30 so I could check on him (it made sense to me when I went to bed expecting to fall asleep immediately). Needless to say, Noah did just fine in his big boy crib, sleeping straight through the night, waking up to see Pepere after I had already left for work. I have a feeling many of these milestones will cause considerably more stress for me than it will for them. Ahhhh, the joys of motherhood.

So many fun milestones since I last posted - Noah started blowing raspberries last weekend, and we crack up every time. He is actually getting pretty good at them, and I swear he already has the sarcastic timing to give a good raspberry exactly when it is needed. That's my boy!

He found his voice over New Years and is babbling non-stop - by far my favorite sound in the entire universe. He was diagnosed with a lazy vocal chord when he was in the NICU, so we always wondered what effect that would have on his voice. And I had begun to worry more recently that he still wasn't babbling or even cooing much. Let this be a lesson to me (one of many I am sure!) that he will do things at his own pace, we just need to be patient. I cannot explain how joyful I feel when I wake up last on a weekend morning and hear Noah's squeals from playing with Darren downstairs - one of the best feelings in the world!

Noah rolls from belly to back and back to belly now, although definitely only when he feels like - which is basically never if the physical or occupational therapist is working with him. Oh well, that just means he is too modest to show off, right?

He is doing great with his trunk/torso control, and I don't think it will much longer before he is sitting on his own. He loooooves books, and will pay attention while he and I look at several of them. He loves to reach for the pages and is getting pretty good at turning them. He has even held a book himself a couple of times, although the one time he did it while laying on his back the book slipped out of his hands and before I could catch it, it bopped him on the head. Sorry Noah!

His favorite game is peekaboo right now, and Noah LOVES to be surprised! Darren and Memere seem to be best at it, but he is happy to play with anyone.

I think that is probably the most important thing to mention about Noah. He is just so happy. He is the most content baby that I have ever known. He lights up the moment he sees a face he knows, and even for some he doesn't. We would feel blessed regardless of his temperament, but to have a baby as sweet-tempered as Noah is, just seems like more luck than either Darren or I deserve. I just can't get over how perfect he is.

And to prove it - just check out the above adorable picture of him from the holidays!

Milestones

Noah continues to amaze us more and more every day.

I am back at work now, and it is a struggle to leave him those four days a week, even knowing what wonderful care he has when I'm not there. Even harder is not being there for every new amazing thing he does. Darren called today while I was covering study hall to tell me that Noah rolled over, all by himself, for the first time today. Darren said he was doing tummy time and just got so sick of it that he decided to roll over on to his back. I was absolutely ecstatic, and after sharing the news with my study hall students, I called my mom to let her know. It wasn't until I had had a few minutes to sit there and let it sink in, that the sadness crept in - he will only roll over for the first time once, and I didn't get to see it. It was so spur of the moment that Darren didn't get to video tape it either. Obviously every milestone he reaches is something to celebrate, regardless of whether or not I am there to see it. But I still can't help the little tiny bit of bittersweetness I feel.

On a brighter note, it's definitely a sign of more big things to come. The occupational therapist visits every Monday now, and after her session with Noah this week (just her second visit overall), she told me she was confident he would be rolling over by the end of the month. Who knew it would actually be by the end of the week?! Every day he is doing better and better at grabbing for and holding on to objects. He is already starting to try to get them to his mouth :o) And more importantly, he has totally embraced bottle feeding, beyond any of our expectations. He absolutely loves drinking from the bottle, holding on to our hands while eating, whining if we take the bottle away to burp him. He has yet to need a tube feeding during the day this week! The only tube feedings he is getting now are his continuous feed at night. After talking with the speech therapist yesterday during her visit, we have decided to slowly start increasing the size of his bottles during the day, so that we can start decreasing what he gets at night. Eventually, maybe even by Thanksgiving, he won't need the night (and therefore tube) feedings at all. Now that is something to be really thankful for!

I keep trying to come up with the right words to end this post with - to sum up how excited, encouraged, blessed, thankful, etc. we feel, but I don't think any of those words do it justice. I don't know if there are ANY words out there that can adequately explain how we feel. It's amazing. HE is amazing. Our life is amazing :o)

Phew!

Thank goodness this weekend looks to be a lot more pleasant than last weekend. Noah started coming down with a cold last week, mostly just a stuffy nose in the morning that would clear up by noontime. But on Friday, it didn't clear up, and by that evening he had a bad enough cold that we took him in to the pediatrician, just in case. The pediatrician assured us that his lungs sounded fine, and to run the vaporizer in whatever room he was in. Unfortunately, by 10 pm that night, Noah was definitely starting to tighten up in his chest, and I set us up in the bedroom with two vaporizers and the rocking chair. I was prepared to rock him there all night, since he seemed to have a much easier time being held upright. By midnight however, he was laboring pretty hard to breathe and sounded AWFUL, so we called the ambulance to take him to the emergency room. As if that wasn't upsetting enough, when I was in the ambulance with him and we were preparing to leave, I asked to go to CMMC instead of Farmington only to have the paramedic tell me that with the way he sounded, we didn't have the extra time to go to CMMC. Scary!!

They gave him a nebulizer treatment in the ambulance, which seemed to help a little, but not nearly enough. So at the hospital, they decided to admit him. Turned out he had croup, and with his narrow airway, what should have been just a mild case turned out to cause more trouble with him. In the end, it wasn't that bad. He received two more nebulizer treatments and a shot of decadron (a steroid to held reduce the swelling in his vocal chords), and I slept propped up on some pillows on a hospital bed with him in my arms. All in all, despite our originial hesitation about bringing him to Farmington, they treated him, and us, very well. Before the ambulance left, I told Darren to make sure he brought Noah's NICU discharge summary with him, so that the hospital staff would know what they were working with, and they were very pleased that we had. They all commented on how amazing he looks considering everything he went through.

They ended up discharging him around 1 pm on Saturday and sent us home with an oral dose of decadron to give him that evening. And so ended the most current leg of our tour of New England hospitals. We now stand at five ;o) He slept most of the day on Saturday, but by Sunday was starting to act like his old self. He seems to be completely cleared up and feeling good now. PHEW!

Pumpkin Head

Just a couple of recent photos to share, hopefully an update soon!

He Passed!!

Noah passed his swallow study!! HOORAYYYYYYY!!!

On Tuesday, I took Noah down to Maine Med to have his third modified barium swallow test (the first two were while he was still in the NICU). The swallow test was meant to check to see if he would still aspirate during oral feeds. I can not tell you how nervous I was; I just wanted so badly for him to pass so that he could finally know how freaking amazing eating is. (Seriously, eating is third on my list of favorite things to do, only behind cuddling with my family and sleeping.) And obviously, it would just make life so much easier for all of us. No more hauling around his feeding pump and pole, no more button in his belly, no more worrying about infection, etc. So after a little while in the waiting area, we were called in. They put a big led apron on me, and got Noah set up in front of the cameras that would take x-ray video of him (a little scary - how is it that if I need a big led apron to be in the room with him, that he can be plopped right in front of the x-ray machine with just his lap covered? But it had to be done, so what can you do?). I will say, it is very cool to watch x-ray video, and if it weren't for all that radiation, it would be fun to do at a party :o)

Anyway, I was prepared to make sure that Noah had the best possible chance for success. As soon as we were in there, I told the speech therapist who works with Noah that I wanted to start with a slow-flow nipple and thickened liquid, so that he could start out with the easiest settings. After all, we would certainly do the same thing at home with him, if that was the only way he could do it at first. Unfortunately, she explained that they couldn't start with thickened liquid because of the way the barium coats the throat - apparently it would make it difficult to see what was going on when they later tried unthickened liquid. And naturally, all she had with her was a regular flow bottle. But I came prepared, and whipped out the Dr. Brown's slow flow bottle I had brought from home, just in case that happened, and she agreed to use it. So I didn't get my way on the thickened liquid, but I did with the bottle, and I think that was probably more important anyway.

So when it was time to start, they gave me the bottle to try with him, and he just kept gagging over and over. I was so panicked that he was choking on the liquid, and I kept taking the bottle away every time he gagged, but they could see clearly on the video that he wasn't even getting any liquid yet, so he wasn't choking. I think because the liquid was cold, the nipple was too, and he didn't like the feel of it in his mouth, and that was causing the choking. At that point I was really nerved up, and I didn't want to make it stressful for him, so I let the technician that was there take over, while I watched with the speech therapist and the nurse practitioner. Wouldn't you know it, as soon as she took over, he took off!! He did fantastic, and it was so amazing to watching the barium flow down his esophagus, never once leaking into his windpipe. I was so nervous the whole time, wringing my hands and dancing from foot to foot. I didn't need to worry though, because he did it perfectly, and we were given the o.k. to start trying a bottle with him once or twice a day with just 10-20 cc's, to get him used to it. On the 21st, I'll be taking him to the feeding clinic where we will work one on one with speech, p.t., and o.t. to come up with a timeline and goals for him. So exciting!

The next day, Darren and I took him to the pediatrician's. He needed two more vaccines plus the first round of his flu shot. The nurse went really fast, but he still cried and was so upset. But as soon as the nurse finished and I picked him up to rock him, he calmed right down. Sweet little guy :o) And on a brighter note, he weighed 12 lbs 12 oz and was 24 inches long! The doctor was very pleased and said that we were doing a great job with him, and that he was catching up very quickly. So far he is right on target with his developmental milestones too, when you take into account his adjusted age! When he had the button put in and we were finally able to start doing tummy time again, you could tell that he had really regressed with his neck strength and head control, and I was sooo upset. But we have been working on it everyday, and he is back up to where he was when we left the NICU. It's so exciting to see how much he changes, grows, and improves everyday!

Pics

Please bare with me while I post these pictures without any idea as to what I am doing. I still have't really explored blogspot's features, so I am just going to use the easy button, which I think will just post my pictures in a big long line. Good thing he is so cute, because otherwise it wouldn't be very visually appealing!