Birdie Bath

Logan loves the bath. Emmi cried screamed as a newborn in the bath. He will purse his little lips and crinkle his eyes shut and allow me to take the shower head and run warm water over his face.

His one month check-up was on December 23 and he was up to 10 pounds, 10 ounces and everything looked and sounded great. He is growing so fast.

Water trickles through your fingers when you try to hold it. Trying to hold onto everything...

Christmas Morning- Emmi gives Logan the contents of his stocking...

Merry Christmas in there!

Logan's First Christmas

Baby Game Results!

Thanks to all who guessed! It was fun!

Baby Game!

Enter Baby-Zagorski-2.0 in the "Game Name".

Things Being a Mommy Has Taught Me

1. Trust your instincts. A doctor or nurse does have specialty training, but you have specialty training in your child.

2. Life can, and will, change in the blink of an eye. Don't wait for a reminder to give your child all the love that you possibly can.

3. There is no perfect parent. Even if they try to display themselves in such a way, they aren't. Don't compare yourself to them.

4. Every Mom has her bad moments. Some may not come for years. When this comes, do your best to patch things up as best as you can. Forgive yourself and learn from what has happened.

5. Every part of raising a child comes in phases. As one phase ends, another begins. Some phases are easy, others are so difficult that you aren't sure there is a light at the end of the tunnel. The light is there. Remember that and keep pushing along.

6. Have confidence in yourself, your decisions and abilities.

7. When something doesn't work for you, try another method until you find something that does work.

Logan's First Check-up

Yesterday was Logan's first check-up! His weight had dropped down to 8 pounds, 12 oz. before we were discharged and yesterday he was almost up to his birth weight... 9 pounds, 3 oz.! I think the nurse did not accurately measure his length so I'm going to leave that out until the next visit. But, everything else checked out great. He is one healthy boy! Thank God! We go back on the 12th for Emmi's 2 year check-up and another weight check for Logan. I can't believe I'm taking TWO kids to the doctor now. :)

 On the way to my first check-up!

One Week

It is so hard to believe that it was a week ago Logan was born. As I look at the time as I write this, I was prepped and waiting in L&D to be wheeled into the OR. Now, I look down and Logan is laying across my lap, snoring away. We have adjusted well to being home, thanks of course to Joe, who has been my arms and legs while I am on weight and driving restrictions. Emmi has taken to Logan too... offering him his blanket or putting his rattle in his lap. She is a smart girl. Things in a lot of ways are easier this time around, even with 2. Logan is a good eater and therefore a good sleeper. His cries and needs seem to be so much easier to meet than Emmi's. I don't know if I can attribute that to experience or the fact he was "on time" development-wise as compared to Emmi. Either way, it has been nice.

Chilling post-sponge bath in my swing!

The Complication

Many of you have been asking what "snags" I ran into, so I decided to post this separately. It's kind of graphic so if you want to stick with the hunky dory version previous, stop reading now. :)



So, the major problem during the c-section was that the anesthesiologist could not get the spinal needle in properly to administer the anesthetic. I don't know if it came down to technique or the shape of my spine or what but he tried 5 or 6 times... I lost count. That means 12 needles total, one for freezing, one for the spinal. Repeat process. Finally, he was able to get in using an epidural needle. Success. For the moment.

In the recovery area I was doing pretty good, but by the time I was wheeled to the mother-baby side, my head was throbbing. I was suffering from a spinal headache. Now, if he had been able to use a regular spinal needle, the risk for a spinal headache would have been very low. But, because he used an epidural needle (which is a bigger needle) to do a spinal needle's job, it passed through the dura matter (covering of my spinal cord) and created a passage for my spinal fluid to leak out, changing the fluid pressure around my brain and spinal cord. They began to treat my headache with medication and caffeine drinks, which did relieve some of the pain. I tried to lay still for the next few days but every time I got up, it felt like my brain was going to explode. On day three, I began losing my hearing from the pressure and also was losing feeling in my arm. I was ready to take the next step.

In order to fix the leak, the anesthesiologist (a different one) would need to do a blood patch. They would take a fair amount of blood from my arm, put another epidural needle in place in my spine, near the site of the original puncture, and inject me. My blood would clot and the resulting clot would "patch" the meningeal leak. The result would be a wonderful compression effect... kind of like letting the air out of a tire that was too full. This compression release would eventually reach the fluid around my brain and I would be fixed.

They prepared me for this procedure, which was done in my room, with Joe and my entire family waiting on pins and needles (no pun intended) all around me. He inserted the needle first try, injected my blood, and I immediately needed to lay down flat for the next 3 hours. As I lay flat for the next 3 hours, I prayed my blood would clot and to take my mind off things, Joe and I watched 3 ridiculous episodes of "Kourtney and Kim Kardashian Take New York". What a stupid show! LOL. But, it did the trick because after 3 hours, I sat up and was cured.

Thank God. :)