Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Product Love

I don't have many new products to love. Being dairy free will do that to you. I can safely say that I won't be posting a picture of almond milk. Thank goodness I'm done with all that no dairy crud. I like my milk with no words such as soy, coconut, or almond in front of it.

But speaking of almonds, these are delicious.





Yummy! I'd say they sorta taste like bacon, but that might dissuade you from buying. However I don't know how the word "bacon" could possibly do that.




You can thank Mr. Wonka (aka Randy). He bought 4 big bags of these little morsels. Money well spent according to him. I have to agree. I'm not even nuts about jelly beans unless it's the Jelly Belly tutti fruiti or buttered popcorn flavors (stop judging me for the b.popcorn flavor...it is delicious!) These are fab!

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Validation

Today was Campbell's 2 month doctor appointment. I still have not posted her 2 month post. But don't worry, "Blog" is on my things to do list and it has an asterisk next to it.

This means it must get done. The asterisk means no more messing around and putting it off. It's one of my nerdy ways to go above and beyond the things to do list by prioritizing the things to do.

Our pediatrician made me feel great today. He completely validated all of my feelings from week 4 to about 7.

Pediatrician: "You guys had quite the road to get to this point. Most parents don't deal with what yall were going through."

Amen brother!

Seriously, I'm not trying to sound like a martyr. Campbell is a healthy and active little girl. She just wasn't a happy little girl which made for a long 3.5 weeks.

I felt like such a bad mom. I would feel incredibly guilty when people would comment, "Isn't being a mother the best thing ever?" I would just grin and think to myself, "No, the best thing ever would be throwing a pacifier at your head." I just didn't fit in the "happy mother group."

I was too exhausted and overwhelmed to be happy.

Even our dog groomer who sees Mopac 4-5 times a year commented to Randy when he picked up Mopac from an appointment, "Is Penny okay? She looked exhausted."

Today our pediatrician said, "It's great to see baby AND mom smiling. You and your husband looked so worn out."

Yes, it was taxing on Randy as well. So taxing, he removed himself from the shrieking nightly from the hours of 11pm to 7 am by sleeping in the spare bedroom. See he had to go work. And since I enjoyed the Food Network all day...anyway. It's something that I'm not going to hold over his head. (My fingers are crossed.)

But life is improving. My little girl is smiling and happy. See for yourself.



I love this picture!!

She loves her special formula. And we love seeing her this way. We even are submitting a medical claim and a letter from her doctor to insurance to see if they will help cover the cost of the formula since it's medically necessary (more like psychologically necessary for her parents.)

Another improvement, we are calling her the right name. Randy and I both called her Mopac several times. I'm also happy to announce that I haven't called her Cameron in about 2 weeks.

First rule of parenting: Get your child's name right.

Sunday, February 26, 2012

One Month

Campbell (and her parents) survived her first month of life. I was supposed to write this oh about 5 weeks ago. I was too exhausted to barely keep breathing yet alone blog.

So here it is written as if it was January 20th. Just imagine people.

Campbell- 1 month



Campbell the first month of your life could be summed up with three words...
Sleeping, Eating, Pooping

That's all you did.

Looking back over that first month it's such a blur. These posts will get much better Campbell.

Your mommy was a walking hormonal zombie. Thank goodness for my mom. Mimi stayed for about a week and a half. (It was so great having her here. She was a tremendous help and an experience I'll treasure forever. Oh how I love that woman.)

Campbell, I hope you will love me one day as much as I love your Mimi.


Highlights

Eating: This is your favorite part of the day. You are quite the little piggy. We can't even pause the feeding to burp you without you starting your whining cry. This cry is hysterical. It's your "I'm stubborn like my daddy cry." Hence why I started calling you "Little Randy."

Pooping: My goodness this happens way too often. I had no idea babies could poop 8 to 10 times a day. I.n.t.e.n.s.e.

First bath: Mimi helped me give you your first bath. You loved the warm water. You loved it so much that you pooped in the water. It was disgusting and will be something we will give you a hard time about later.


Sleeping: We really don't have a set schedule. You cry; we react. During the night, you usually wake up every 2-3 hours to eat.

Size: You are wearing newborn diapers and newborn clothes. I can't believe you are this small. At your one month appointment, you weighed 10 lbs., 3 oz. (75th percentile) and measured 22 3/4 inches(95th percentile). You have such chubby, kissable cheeks and long legs. Your daddy calls you "Cheeks."

Responding: One of my favorite things about the first month of your life is how you would follow me with your eyes when I would talk. You would turn your head towards the direction of my voice. I must have a voice of an angel. :)

Happy one month sweet baby girl! We are so excited you are apart of our family!

Sunday, February 19, 2012

Snap shots!

We take tons and tons of pictures of little Ms. Campbell.

Remember a while back, I said I was going to post 5 pictures every 2 weeks. Hahaha!

Look at me being all ambitious.

That idea is gone...long gone.

But here are some pictures during the last month.

(I can't believe she's going to be two months tomorrow. I need to do a two month post and a 1 month post...sheez, this blog is going to the crapper.)



Supportin' the Texans


Power to the people!


7 weeks old


Napping...love those lips


Valentine's Day

Feeling Good

My little girl is happy!

I can't believe it. She's just lying on her mat right now kicking her legs and smiling.

I feel like something must be wrong. She is never content. She never just relaxes.

She is usually fussing or needing to be held.

I even called my mom and asked if this is normal behavior.

I'm not even sure what to do with myself.

Oh wait, yes I am. I have free arms. I made cookies, cleaned the bathrooms, did laundry, made dinner, mopped the floor. Oh I'm loving this.

My baby girl is happy. She is loving her filet mignon formula. And we are on day 9 of milk proteins getting out of her system.

This is heaven!!!

Randy-ism

Randy: "Hey Penny, when we go upstairs, will you swaddle me with the quilt on our bed?"

Penny: "What????"

Randy: "Yah, I want to see how it feels. I bet it feels good to be all snug and secure."

I am not swaddling my husband!

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Got Milk?

So it's time for a Campbell update...

My poor sugar's tummy is clearly not a fan of milk.

What baby doesn't like milk?

Well, she likes it. It doesn't like her.

The lowdown:

Breast feeding is/was super important to me. I was warned to not get too attached to the idea of nursing in case things don't work out. I thought, "hog wash." Well, now I sit here feeling incredibly guilty. I feel like I let my little girl down.

No more breast milk for Campbell:(

We struggled with nursing from the very beginning. She lost more than 10 percent of her body weight days after her birth. She had a hard time latching. The lactation specialist told us she had a bubble pallet and it'll take a couple of days/weeks for it to level out. The pediatrician told us her mouth was exceptionally tiny.

Either way, we struggled. I cried and cried and cried. So if she can't nurse, I'll pump. Breast milk in a bottle is still breast milk.

So I was a slave to my pump. I pumped 6-8 times a day. I washed and sterilized pumping equipment and valves constantly. I would wake up and feed Campbell and then pump and then clean equipment. Each routine would take about an 1.5. I was determined to make it work. I'm so stinking proud of myself that I was able to give her breast milk for the first month of her life.

Well the whole process was exhausting. I was worn down, and I got sick. I was on antibiotics and my milk supply suffered. The day after her one month birthday, we had to supplement with formula.

And here comes the problem...the cow's milk in the formula tipped her over the edge.

She got really cranky. And when I say cranky, I mean constipated. I mean screaming for 20 hours a day. It was terrible to watch her in so much pain.

After two rectal stimulations and 2 enemas, I was hopeful things were flushed out. It got worse. Four more days of constant shrieking. It was the worst week of my life.

I cried. She cried. She screamed. I wanted to scream. Even Mopac was stressed and was acting out. The Lueders' household was chaotic.

Luckily my pediatrician is brilliant. Although I think he should take me up on the idea of implementing a frequent flyer punch card. For every 9th visit, your 10th visit is free. :) Kinda like frozen yogurt.

After two trials of special formulas, we found a fit. The doctor believed she had a milk protein intolerance.

That means if I wanted to continue giving her breast milk, I would have to eliminate all dairy in my diet.

See Campbell can't digest the two proteins found in milk. The formula she's on is the royal royce of formula. Her high maintenance formula takes the milk proteins and breaks them down to amino acids. All for the very low price of 90 dollars a can.

Yep, that's right. And who said, "Kids are expensive?" Luckily we are able to get it from the wholesaler and only have to pay 40 dollars a can...only! Now if we can find a way to stretch a can out longer than four days :/

Well I went dairy free and it sucked! For two weeks, I read every label. Let me tell you, milk is in everything, even bread!!! Think about what butter is in...cakes, cookies, etc. Basically everything other than meats, fruits, and veggies have milk. Basically I've been starving for the last two weeks. I lost ten more pounds though. I'm almost back to pre pregnancy weight!!!

But seriously, I'd rather have ice cream. Vegans have earned a huge amount of respect from this carnivore. They can't have meat, dairy, eggs. Oh my goodness, what do they eat?

Last week, I was able to introduce breast milk back in her diet since I've been dairy free. Let me tell you, it was AWFUL!!!! It didn't work. She had 32 oz. over four days and on the fourth day broke out with this terrible rash on her face. Being the smart lady I am, I thought to take pictures. Not to mention the intense screaming returned:(

This has brought an end to breast milk. I can't watch her suffer. Breast milk is best, but in our case that's not true. I tried my hardest, and it's time to throw in the towel. The rash was actually eczema. There's still something in my milk that she's reacting to which means she has a very high intolerance to something. It could be milk proteins or something else since most dairy was eliminated (i.e. eggs, wheat, who knows?) Today the pediatrician and I agreed it's best for her health to stop trying. I'd have to eliminate more things in my diet, and it's still not conclusive it would work. Tonight, I mourn a little she won't have breast milk, but I will celebrate eating dairy! :)

Where do we go from here? Well we are getting referred to a pediatric gastroenterologist. We'll probably have to do some type of allergy testing at around six months to figure out and pin point what she's actually allergic or intolerant to.

Does this mean my child will be sitting at the peanut free table in the school cafeteria? Our pediatrician believes she will outgrow this. Most of his patients with milk intolerances don't develop food aversions. I hope so. He's not worried, but he wants to find out what exactly is the cause. The silver lining: her rash was not hives. If it was hives, we'd have something more serious that could be life threatening like a peanut allergy. Praise God.

If you could say a little prayer for my sweet girl. She's been incredibly fussy. It takes two weeks for milk proteins to get out of your system, and we are on day four. Each day gets better which is promising. Also pray that she outgrows this and her little tummy can one day enjoy all the fabulous things that her momma will be gorging on tonight, like chocolate and ice cream:)

Sorry for being the longest post ever!