It seems everyone else in the NICU expected a normal birth only to have something go wrong and their babies were suddenly whisked away, even life-flighted to Portland NICU. My story is the opposite. I had a couple months mentally preparing for my baby to be whisked away. I came to the City ready to …
After a long sleepless night, this morning was filled with the chaos of me getting released from the hospital. Drs checking on me, and lots of paper work. Packing up my room, pumping milk for the baby and trying to visit her. The baby is learning to use the “hammerman” bottle (that’s not really what it’s called). …
I woke up at 6am thinking, “I guess I’ll go see the baby in NICU now.” Then I realized I was very hungry and needed a shower, so I pumped milk and sent it down to the baby. In doing so, the nurses knew I was awake and wanted to check my blood pressure etc. …
Sunday night I had contractions all night long at 10ish minuets apart, for the 7th time in the past 3 weeks. I slept off and on and waited till morning, because usually my fake labor stops by 5 or 6am. Instead of stopping, it was getting more intense and 5 minuets apart, so I dragged …
Everyday we see other families in the dinning room or the playroom. Or crossing paths in the hallway or on the elevator. We recognize our new neighbors by their blue Ronald McDonald House wrist band. Or the Arial Tram pass saying “OHSU patient” hanging from their necks. Maybe it’s their tired faces, or wearing PJ pants in the lobby …
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Shortly before Duane & I were married, I had a dream where I saw two children playing in the dirt. A little boy, and girl about a year younger than him. I knew the girl was my daughter Monkey. She turned and looked at me, and I saw she had Treacher-Collins. I assumed the boy …
It seems everyone has some sort of health issue. You could spend days praying through the list of friends who need healing for something. We prioritize praying for “serious” things – cancer, car accidents, surgeries, broken bones, or anything that is a matter of life or death, and will result in a speculator testimony of …
The song “You Make me Brave” has been stuck in my head for most of this pregnancy. I’ve had multiple dreams of tsunami waves, and waking up with the line, “It’s Your love, wave after wave, washes over me.” Compared to last time, I’ve had a really easy pregnancy, and I’ve been far more brave …
As you probably know we are expecting a baby girl in September. A previous ultrasound showed that Baby Lioness has a narrow jaw. That’s a indicator of Treacher-Collins Syndrom (TCS) – a rare genetic condition which effects the development of facial bones. Duane has TCS so our kids have a 50/50 chance of having it as well. On the …
I found a picture chart of “age-appropriate chores” for children. The comments on it were amusing. My favorites were the I’m going to call CPS on you Mom “are we raising slaves?” or The Entitlement/Martyr Mom “no child should ever have to clean a bathroom until they are grown up and on their own – then they’ll appreciate all their mother did …
