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Friday, October 06, 2006
Much drama this week. My blood pressure got way too high Wednesday night and I ended up spending the night in Labor & Delivery with all the machines that go Ping, and having very scary conversations with my OB about having the baby very soon. That was: Not Fun.
Since then, they've fussed with my meds and my BP seems to be under control, although the meds make me drowsy and a little out of it. That's probably not the worst thing that could happen, since I'm actually getting some sleep now. Anyway, the crisis seems to have passed and we're back to incubation mode and shooting for 34 weeks. And I got put in a better room when I got out of L&D; this one has a very nice flowering tree outside the window and I don't hate the bland painting on the wall as much as I hated the vaguely Kinkade-esque one in the old room. Hey, these thing matter when you're spending 24 hours a day in the same place.
I had a surprise mini-shower with my small group from church this afternoon, and got so many cute wee outfits and things for the baby! It was really fun. One of the outfits is a preemie size of adorable little alligator footed jammies that I had already bought in a bigger size, so it will be fun to have pictures of him in both of them as he grows.
I met with the neonatalogist from the NICU(neonatal ICU) yesterday; I'm so impressed by how much effort the hospital is putting into getting us ready to have a baby in the nicu, possibly for several weeks. He went into more detail on what the social worker told us earlier this week, and was just so encouraging and positive. We should be able to spend a few minutes holding the baby right after he's born, and then Dennis will go to the nicu with him while they're putting me back together. Dennis is going to be able to get a tour before the baby comes, so he'll know exactly what's happening and what everything is for. I'm sure this is all a good thing for the nicu staff as well, so that we're not trying to absorb a lot of information when we're emotional and I'm drugged, but I really appreciate feeling prepared.
And, the baby has a name...(drumroll)...he is Isaac. Our little laughter boy. Seems appropriate for someone who seems to derive great pleasure from avoiding the baby monitor; it's hard not to imagine him giggling as he kicks at the paddle and flips over to the other side of my body so we can't track his heartbeat. I have three monitoring sessions a day, so it seems like we spend a lot of time chasing him around.
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