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Saturday, March 07, 2009
Over the last couple weeks of the pregnancy Al’s belly changed shape and
the baby finally dropped head down. On Monday 2nd (the due date), our
friend Jude dropped in for a visit. She remarked on how high Al was
still carrying the baby – and taking a second look I realised Al’s belly
had returned to the shape it was when the baby was positioned head up.
The next day we had a scheduled OB appointment. He indicated nothing was
progressing as yet – but that he also wasn’t entirely sure about the
position of the baby. He booked us in for an ultrasound the following
day.
Wednesday afternoon the scan confirmed the baby was back in a breech
position, sitting high with feet below the bum, and weighted an
estimated 3.9kg. The OB doing the scan indicated the baby wasn’t a
candidate to try manually rotating it, and when we asked if it was
likely to turn itself at this late stage, he remarked on the fact in the
6,000 births he had attended, he had seen that happen only once. As we
left he gave us a pensive look and wished us good luck. (In that tone
which suggested we would need it.) That night we did a lot of research
on Breech births, and came to the conclusion (and were more comfortable
with the idea) that Al would probably have to have a caesarean.
Thursday we saw our OB again. He is rather pro-natural birth, so given
our research and views from the previous day we were a little
apprehensive about what he would push us towards. He however indicated
straight away that the baby wasn’t a good candidate for a natural birth,
and booked us in for a caesarean on the following Day.
The last minute running around threw us a little. Al had wanted to
relax, but lost much of the opportunity to do so. The extra
appointments meant I was left owing work 6 odd hours. It wasn't going
quite the way we expected.
Posted by Doug at 11:02 PM
Sunday, March 15, 2009
*** I will add comments about the birth of our daughter Grace at a
later time.***
After a fairly good first week, Grace has been suffering from a stomach
ache over the last two days. That means she has not been able to settle
herself, needs to be nursed almost constantly, and can only be put down
in the cot when she is absolutely exhausted. Even when sleeping, she is
groaning and moaning, lifting her legs, screwing up her face and panting.
After the birth Al had moved to a non-dairy and plain diet – but is now
being even more conservative about what she is eating to decrease the
chance she is affecting Grace.
We are very thankful Grandma C is here – as the extra set of hands is
making it much easier to cope.
Posted by Doug at 1:47 PM
Monday, March 16, 2009
It was a more relaxed day – with Grace sleeping most of it and seemingly
over the worst of her stomach aches. The maternal health nurse visited,
and found Grace is back up over her birth weight and doing well.
We are paying for the calm day now however. I am currently listening to
Grace screaming her head off as Grandma C tries to settle her. Grace has
been up for 2 hours, is over tired and seemingly desperate for a feed
that she doesn’t need and is at least an hour away from. It is already
rather hard for anyone other than Al to settle Grace when she gets so
worked up – she knows who her mum is. This time however Al has had to go
to bed to get some sleep.
My mum seems to think Grace’s cry isn’t too bad – but I often find it
especially grating. She cries with such force that she makes her
bellybutton weep and soils her nappy. I wonder if babies can give
themselves haemorrhoids.
Posted by Doug at 10:00 PM
Grace swallow’s copious volumes of air during her screaming sessions.
Tonight she would suddenly fart several times in quick succession, belch
loudly on the verge of vomiting, and with some of the excess air
expelled, fall instantly into an exhausted sleep. A few minutes later
her eyes would flutter open and she would start up again at full force.
A hastily convened conference came to the conclusion we were not going
to be able to settle her, so after checking with Al we broke out the
dummies. The shield on the first we tried was a little too big, but the
second worked better. Grace knew she is being duped by the dummy, but
was quiet for 15 minutes while sucking on it furiously. Then she got a
bad case of the hiccups that she tried to ignore, but in the end she
couldn’t keep the dummy in. Queue her crying starting to ramp up again.
Further distraction, a nappy change, a little more dummy, and we were
able to hand her over to Al for a feed only 30 minutes early. After such
a long and strenuous effort, we hope she falls now gets some good sleep.
Posted by Doug at 11:00 PM
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
After last night’s session, Grace fed, slept well, fed, slept well, fed,
and slept for a while before waking up cranky again mid morning. I
remember saying Jack would give us about 2 seconds warning before
exploding – Grace seems to go into that state instantly.
This time the dummy only made matter worse, so we had to resort (for the
first time) to tucking her up in the pram and walking around the suburb
in the weather. This kept her quiet until we got home, then we passed
her over to her Mum.
There seem to be two common triggers for these episodes. The first is if
she falls asleep on the breast, she is extremely unhappy to wake up and
find herself anywhere else. The second is that she seems to expect to
wake up and be fed, regardless if she is hungry or not, or how long ago
it was that she was feed last. Failure to meet this expectation quickly
results in angry Grace.
Of course I mustn’t forget that for the majority of time Grace is not
crying. She is responding well to our voices and presence, is able to
lift and hold her head for periods of time, really loves nudie time on
the change table, and getting massages and stretches.
Posted by Doug at 11:08 AM
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Grace slept well last night, and I didn’t notice any long screaming
sessions today. That may relate to Al moving more towards demand feeding
(within boundaries), and the fact she spent almost all the day with her,
settling her when required. Both changes did however leave Al extra
tired.
Grace has been an incredibly noisy sleeper so far. She grunts, groans,
snorts and moans almost constantly. She can also be like that during
feeds, especially while being burped. I wonder how long it will last, or
if she will always be noisy like that.
She seems very alert during her waking times – is follow movement,
looking at faces, and reacting to sound. To Grandma C’s surprise she was
obviously seeing the mobile above the change table, so she is seeing
further out than we would have expected.
Her head control is also surprisingly good. In particular when being
burped, Grace can hold her head up looking around for quite a while, or
tuck it lovingly into the crook of Al’s neck.
Jack had a doctor’s appointment today. Yesterday at Childcare he woke
up after the midday nap with a red eye and a slight amount of discharge
around it. They were concerned it might be conjunctivitis. We thought
it looked more like something was aggravating it, which the doctor also
thought today. He is getting saline dripped into it every few hours, a
process he isn’t entirely happy about, but goes through with it anyway.
Posted by Doug at 10:09 PM
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Jack has managed to keep a pull up nappy dry for his entire day at
childcare yesterday and again today. He isn’t quite so diligent at
home, but is managing (with our prompting) to go to the potty before
soiling his nappy more often than not.
We are relieved to have seen continued (be it slow) progress. We had
feared we wouldn’t have been able to focus on his toilet training with
Grace’s arrival, but both Grandmothers’ during their respective visits
helped keep on top of it.
Posted by Doug at 10:05 PM
Thursday, March 26, 2009
It has been a strange day.
Early on Grace was getting some quiet time on our bed, and Jack crawled
over to her and set his face close to hers. Grace looked back at him,
and then knocked his face with her little fist. Jack rolled away with
exaggerated force saying that Grace had hit him – before rolling back
and positioning his face for another go. To my surprise Grace did it
again, this time I would say more deliberately. This game went on for
quite a while, with Jack having a ball, and Grace’s perpetual frown
being replaced by a look of intrigue, and towards the end the first
hints of an actual genuine smile from her. It was quite a touching
moment.
I had a productive day. I got up early to do the pre-cleaner clean, and
took Jack to swimming and on to childcare. After getting home I did my
half day of work, made lunch, took the opportunity to have an afternoon
nap with Al and Grace, and did some clothes washing. I then picked up
Jack, went to the supermarket, the chemist, and finally mowed the lawns.
Grace had her moments, but all told she and Al were having a pretty good
day. We were on top of things, and everything was calm.
Then Grace went through one of her antsy periods at the same time as
Jack had an over tired meltdown, his first real one in a while…
Jack got metaphorically slammed (again) – told by both parents in the
harshest of tones to stop his crying and complaining and to shut up.
Threats of naughty corner and going straight to bed were thrown at him,
and as he thrashed about out of control and utterly upset, Jack
inadvertently threw himself off the couch, landing heavily on his lower
back and leaving what looks like will be a large bruise. At that point I
picked him up, told him (ridiculously) that he was an utterly stupid
fool to do that, and carried him upstairs to give him a bath.
Grace actually calmed down for a short period during all of this,
looking around with some interest at all the commotion.
It was yet another totally failed parenting moment. Jack and I managed
to calm ourselves down, but I could see he was still really affected. At
one point when I was filling the bath, he was sitting undressed with a
towel wrapped around him. He was growling at the towel in a guttural and
forced tone, saying “naughty towel, you do not listen”, over and over –
getting himself upset before I interrupted him. He was literally
starting to shake – seemingly reliving the clash from earlier.
At the same time Grace was soon back to crying and needing to be walked
around - which was running Al ragged. So I put Grace in the pram and
pushed her around the block, while Al managed to do the bedtime routine
with Jack and end the night with him on a better note.
Grace dozed in the pram, but started crying as soon as I handed her back
to Al. Al has then worked hard ever since, carrying Grace constantly to
keep on top of her crying. This has left Al frazzled, tired and upset –
although she did finally get to sit on the couch with Grace in arm,
propped up with cushions, and watch some of her backlog of recorded TV
shows.
I feel particularly horrible for poor Jack, who is on the receiving end
of parents who are more tired and stressed than usual, and who are short
and impatient with him. Every time he tries to express his emotions we
are jumping down his throat, telling him to be quiet and to shut up.
Afterwards he tries to make it up to us by being extra good – which is
totally unfair, since he really has done nothing wrong.
We are coping at the moment – but just not as well as we would like.
This evening was a reminder of just how thin that line is between
sinking and swimming.
Posted by Doug at 11:04 PM
Friday, March 27, 2009
After her antsy period, Grace ended up sleeping well over the rest of
the night. Unlike Jack at the same age, if Grace is relaxed and
obviously ready for sleep, you can actually put her down and she will
often nod off in her own time. The problem is when she is obviously
tired but not ready for sleep! (That is when Al ends up having to carry
her constantly.)
This morning Jack came into our room upset. It took Al a while to work
out what was wrong – but apparently he had been dreaming about a big
blue bike, and was upset to wake up and find it wasn’t there.
I started back at work on Tuesday. The transition hasn’t been without a
few bumps and scrapes, but overall it has gone better than expected.
Having to deal with both Grace and Jack is a lot more stressful for Al,
although for the most part Jack has been pretty good. I think most of
the problems so far relate to Al and me getting too flustered when we
hit a hiccup. If we concentrated on being calm and relaxed, we’d be
doing a better job of it.
Posted by Doug at 10:20 AM
Saturday, March 28, 2009
One of the better days so far. We went out as a full family for the
first time – a walk with the pram down to the local shops, which were
running their annual community event with sideshow rides, police cars,
fire engines, displays etc.
Grace has continued to play with Jack – an interaction he now calls “the
punching game”. Aside deliberately touching Jack, she has also started
to knock down skittles. This seems to be some 3 weeks earlier than we
remember Jack doing it, and she seems somewhat more coordinated. Today
she even seemed to be deliberately trying to vocalise towards Jack. We
need to keep a close eye on such interactions however - as they very
quickly seem to over stimulate and upset her.
Equally astounding to us is just how worked up she gets when she cries
forcefully. Within literally seconds her temperature skyrockets and she
sweats buckets. Twice after short crying session’s today we had to
change her jumpsuit as it ended up being too wet under her shoulders and
back. We don’t remember Jack being like that.
Posted by Doug at 11:55 PM
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Another good day. One of my sisters visited with her family. Jack
played independently with his cousins all afternoon, with very few
problems and a lot of laughter and fun.
Posted by Doug at 6:52 PM
Monday, March 30, 2009
Today has not been so good.
Grace went from first light through to 3pm without properly going down
for a sleep, insisting on being held and walked around almost the entire
time. This left Al exhausted. Thankfully giving Grace a bath seemed to
do the trick, and she has finally gone down now. Al has also taken the
opportunity to sleep.
Posted by Doug at 4:04 PM
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Another not so good day - Al hasn’t been able to put Grace down since
around 3pm.
It might be gas keeping her uncomfortable – but it is hard for us to
judge for sure. When she is put down, even if looking to be in deep and
comfortable sleep, she awakes and screams so quickly and so hard she
gives herself gas as she gulps down huge volumes of air.
The last couple days seem to have been extra hard on Jack. He is missing
his mum and asking for her constantly. When she has been available, she
has often been tired, stressed, short with him and flustered. Then Grace
cries again and she disappears once more.
Again Jack seems to direct his blame for this towards me. He has gone
back to regularly mentioning how he loves his Mum and Grace, but not his
Dad. The fact he is constantly volunteering this to all and sundry is
not easy to hear.
As expected, I am having to spend a fair bit more one on one time with
him. I wasn’t particularly looking forward to this. While that sounds
horrible to say – I simply don’t have the patience that Al does when it
comes to his overly pedantic way of playing. I could see myself getting
annoyed with it, clashing more with Jack, and seeing the quality of our
relationship deteriorate. It hasn't however turned out that way so far.
We have instead done more activites together - from shopping and
gardening, to visiting a nearby construction site to watch the progress
being made. The result has been some great time together - and not the
sort of conflict I was worrying about.
Given that - the “I don’t love Dad” comments have been particularly
disappointing.
Posted by Doug at 11:09 PM
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