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March 9, 2010 Although Anastasia vomited last night, I think she's actually over her stomach bug. She went two days without vomiting, but eating like a bird. Last night, my hubby pushed her to finish a sandwich. She vomited, but then proceeded to eat a donut! She has a naturally tendency to gag, anyway, so I think the illness just emphasized that. Zane was without a fever yesterday and this morning, but this afternoon, he developed hives. Hives! He ate only foods he's eaten a million times before. So frustrating - but I'm glad I used Zyrtec for him for the first time. It worked much faster than Benadryll.
March 6, 2010 Anastasia has been living on air, it seems, nibbling a tiny bit of food here and there and drinking mostly what I give her through a syringe. Today, I pushed her a bit to eat some corn chips by telling her if she ate them, we'd go out in the sunshine during her brother's nap. She ate them all, then promptly threw them up.
Getting some fresh air today, and enjoying some spring blooms. Zane's temperature is lower, but he's super clingy and grumpy. At night, I've been getting up every four hours to give him Tylenol.
March 5, 2010 Anastasia seems almost back to normal. She didn't resist getting fluids via the syringe, and hasn't vomited for two days. She's utterly exhausted, but I think she's over the hump. Unfortunately, Zane now has a fever: 103 last night. He has no other symptoms, though, and I think he'll be better in a few days.
March 3, 2010 On Monday night, Anastasia began vomiting, and vomited every 15 minutes for 6 hours. The next day, she ate nothing and took only a few sips of water. I couldn't get her to drink Pedialite, Gatorade, or anything else. Last night, she woke us up: She had raided the fridge and ate a piece of pizza. This morning, she seemed on the mend, but after a few hours, threw up the pizza. I still couldn't get her to take anything but a few sips of water. So we took her to the pediatrician. I was worried the melatonin I gave her could have caused the vomiting (it's a possible side effect), but the doctor said that was unlikely since Anastasia has had melatonin before without incident. She said there's a feverless stomach bug going around, so that's probably the problem. She noted Anastasia has already lost over half a pound, but she was mostly concerned the Miss was becoming dehydrated. In fact, we discussed the possibility of putting her in the hospital with an IV of fluids. I'm now giving the Miss 5 ml of half Gatorade and half 7 Up - in a syringe - every five minutes. As you can imagine, this is slow-going, but when I was just giving Anastasia a cup of fluid, she wouldn't drink it. Fortunately, so far, she's kept all the fluids down, too. I'm just hoping Zane (or I) don't develop a bug. I'm already exhausted from staying up all night Monday...
Left: We gave Anastasia her first haircut on the 26th of last month. Right: Zane has discovered ride on toys! And oh yes, he's making his first animal sounds now: Monkey "ooh! ooh!"s.
February 25, 2010
Anastasia doing school work near her light therapy lamp. Anastasia is now officially doing Kindergarten school work, and has recently made some big strides in several areas. Last night, for the first time I think something clicked with reading. She constantly says she can't read, even though we are many books into her Hooked on Phonics program. It's mostly been a matter of confidence, but she also has some trouble going from merely sounding out the letters to putting them all together into a familiar word. Well, last night, I was reading Curious George Learns the Alphabet to her, having Anastasia read all the letters of the alphabet (which she can easily do). Then I asked her to read some of the words George made with the letters he'd just learned - things like "bed" and "bad." She did it easily and her eyes lit up with wonder. She still struggles to count beyond 10, or to write most numbers, but we keep working on it. She's also had a lot of trouble learning to use scissors. I am tempted to think this is related to her prematurity, but my hubby says he had a hard time with scissors as a kid, too. But yesterday, she cut out some complex shapes with almost no help. She was so excited, she said: "I cut that out! I am awesome!"
We use a dry erase board for a lot of Anastasia's school work, but the other day I turned around and discovered this scene. The Miss was saying, "Now, show everyone how silly you look, Zane!" She couldn't understand why writing on her brother was wrong; after all, the ink would just wipe off with a towel, right? Fortunately, the ink proved easy to remove with a wet towel - although I couldn't quite get inside Zane's ear to remove all the green ink! Anastasia is clearly ready to get out of the house this spring. She keeps talking about going to the zoo, which we plan to do soon, and this morning she said: "I want to go to the zoo and the jungle. Mommy, you can bring your pepper spray in case we run across any mean animals." *** After a lot of thought and prayer, hubby and I decided to call Early Intervention for Anastasia. Anastasia failed miserably for gross motor skills on their online test. She could do almost nothing they think kids her age should do. I'm not super worried about this, to be honest. For one thing, I'm not sure how much physical therapy helped her in the past. Also, she'll be taking swimming lessons this summer, and while I know she will struggle, the struggle will be good for her. But this test failure did give me an excuse to call our old case worker and talk to her about Anastasia's behavioral problems. The case worker said she'd confer with the physical/occupational therapist and get back to us by next week. I really hesitate to get "into the system" again, but even the private developmental services in our area are publically funded. And since I don't drive and Early Intervention services come to our house, I'd rather go that route.
Zane is still doing great. He's sometimes sitting
with us while we read, which absolutely delights me. He's sometimes
awfully grumpy, but I think this is mostly because he's refusing to use
words to tell us his wants and needs :) He continues to eat a huge
amount of food; in fact, he's now eating four meals a day. I have to
watch him closely when Anastasia is eating in her lackadaisical way.
He's learned he can swoop in, grab some of her food, and run off
quickly. The other day he did this with half a mandarin orange, and when
I caught him, he had juices running all over his face and chest...
February 22, 2010
We continue to have sleeping and behavioral problems with Anastasia. We did buy her a light therapy lamp, and we're using it every day. It's too soon for it to be having any effect on her yet. In the meantime, I'm at my wit's end trying to deal with the Miss' behavior issues. Last week, my mom watched the kids while I went to the dentist, and when I returned she complained about Anastasia's behavior. I said, "This is old news!" At four, she shouldn't be having temper tantrums any more - at least not often. I've read a huge stack of parenting books, and while they offer some ideas that help a bit, no discipline takes care of the problem fully. Sometimes I just think that part of her brain is still immature due to her prematurity. She wears me out and we are praying hard for peace in our household. Zane is doing well. We finally found some hard-soled shoes that fit his wide and fat (top to bottom) feet, so he walks around outside now. The timing couldn't be better, since it's been sunny here and I want the kids to play outside more.
When we're outside, Zane is mostly interested in the tricycle; he examines the wheels carefully, and sometimes tries to ride it. Anastasia mostly wants to swing, climb trees, and play hide and seek - jumping out as soon as I say "Ready or not, here I come!" Outdoor playtime usually comes to an end when a tired Zane falls and gets dirty hands; this always freaks him out :)
February 8, 2010 * Miss A., upon seeing her brother pick up Lincoln
Logs willingly and getting praised for it, began picking some up
herself. She said: "Hmmm. Picking up can be fun after all." * Zane had his second hair cut yesterday. He was trembling, he was so afraid. But I held his hand and he was very brave. * This morning, Zane woke up hungry. He was crying "Kiwi! Kiwi!" before I could even get him out of his crib.
* An interview with Anastasia today: What is something Mommy always says to you? “Pick up your toys” What is Daddy always saying to you? “Stay away from tools that are dangerous!”
Picking up my toys. Daddy? Staying away from tools that are dangerous.
Daddy? Not staying away from tools that are dangerous.
Daddy? By making hang upside down.
Daddy? He looked like Zane.
Daddy? 45
Daddy? 10 feet tall. As tall as the trees.
Make me laugh. Daddy? Make me laugh.
Daddy? He looks around.
Having me pick up my toys. Daddy? Doing such a good job cleaning up after he uses the bathroom.
Making me laugh. Daddy? He’s good at going to work. That’s what he’s good at.
Keeping Zane out of my room. Daddy? I can’t think of anything.
Moping. Daddy? Fix things.
What is your mommy's favorite food? Carrots. Daddy? Carrots. What makes you proud of your mommy? When you play the piano. Daddy? When he does me a favor.
Little Bear. Daddy? Duck.
Work on our computers. Daddy? Play and play and play.
Because we both have long brown hair. Daddy? We both have matching hair.
Because you’re tall and I’m little. Daddy? Daddy has a haircut and I don’t.
Because you hug me. Daddy? He hugs me.
Cuz he’s ten feet tall. Like my arm. Daddy? He likes about you because you’re a girl. And not a boy.
Grocery shopping. Daddy? He likes going grocery shopping when there’s no Swine Flu.
Anastasia using a (child sized) rolling pin for the first time. She loves to help in the kitchen!
February 3, 2010 Last week, Anastasia saw her pediatrician. She's inched up to the 25th percentile, being 40 inches tall and 35 1/2 pounds. Naturally, most of my conversation with the doctor centered around the Miss' sleep issues. The doc seems to think Anastasia may have SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder), which (as the weather grows gray) can disrupt sleep patterns, disrupt the body's internal clock, and change the body's natural levels of melatonin. She suggested light therapy - where you purchase a special lamp and spend so much time under it each day - especially if we notice Anastasia's symptoms improving in the spring and summer. She said that if the melatonin supplements I'm giving her stop working, our only other alternative is hard core medication. A sleep study might be possible, but she agreed with me that it's difficult to obtain accurate results with a small child who'd find the clinic setting disturbing. In other news, Anastasia and I visited a charter school in our area. I was highly impressed. The kindergarteners began the day with their character study, learning the meaning of the word "discernment." They also did some critical thinking, and multiplication by 5s and 10s. They played store with real money, then did some adding problems on paper. We left before they were done for the day, but the class was not only scholarly, but there was great order and discipline in the room, while still providing a friendly and fun atmosphere. I'm not quite sure Anastasia is ready for school. She needs to be five by September, which she will be, but if she hadn't been born over three months premature, she would have had to wait another year. Classes are only once a week for three weeks out of the month (basically the school offers assisted home schooling, complete with field trips and an allowance for extra-curricular activities), so school begins at 9 AM and ends at noon. That's a long time for her to concentrate. And while I realize the Kindergarteners have been in school for about four months, I was surprised how advanced they are - writing in cursive and doing actual math problems. Anastasia (who, admittedly has a long name) still has a hard time printing her name. Still, I think we will give it a go come September. The worse that can happen is we topull her from the class until the following year. Zane continues to do well. He's really cranky a lot of the time, but I think he's teething and growing, which makes any kid cranky. He talks - sometimes. A few times he's told me "I hungry" and similar things, but he still mostly resists talking. He's a fanatic about the vacuum and already tries to use it on his own. And he takes apart any gadget he gets his hands on :)
January 20, 2010 The day after I posted last, Melatonin began failing us. Anastasia has been up during the night for several nights; I upped her dose a wee bit, and that seemed to help, but I can't keep upping it so frequently. (There is a risk of seizure if the dose is too high.) I'm thankful Miss A. has a delayed yearly physical with her pediatrician at the end of the month.
I'm also closely examining how we've dealt with discipline in this house. I'm reading Have a New Kid by Friday, and so far, I'm impressed. It focuses on our main concern: If Anastasia is back talking, disrespectful, and disobedient now, how much worse will she be later? We need to nip this in the bud! The premise of the book is that if your kids are misbehaving, it's likely they are reacting (instead of responding) to your own behavior. Ouch. The author says that if you implement his strategy, your kid will be well behaved within five days. I haven't finished the book yet, but I'll let you know if his ideas pan out! We've officially ended our sequestered period (begun last spring, due to H1N1). Last Friday, we went to library time; poor Miss A. was so excited. How we've missed the library! It was fun to see how vastly improved her social skills are now, too. She wasn't overly shy with the man who reads the books (she used to practically curl up into a little ball when he so much as looked at her), she answered his questions politely and clearly when he talked to her, and in general she was far less shy. She does still have a tendency to gravitate toward the boys, though. She was sitting next to a boy of about three, and gradually placed her hand on his shoulder. He didn't complain, although he twitched his shoulder. Pretty soon, Anastasia had her arm around his shoulders; he didn't quite know how to react! Later, I saw Anastasia stand in front of a boy with her arms on his shoulders. He, being younger than her, stood, dumbfounded. When she moved her face right up to his, I thought she was going to kiss him (!), but instead she gave him a long hug. Zane enjoyed library time, too, although he's become very shy and clingy when he's around people he doesn't know. He also refuses to walk anywhere that's unfamiliar, whether it be the grass in the backyard, the sidewalk...or the library. He was pretty excited when he realized the library was full of books, though. Thank goodness, he's beginning to enjoy sitting down with a good book :) Today, I was praising God for the first sign of spring's coming: a single crocus right in front of our living room window. I called Anastasia over to see it and she said, "It's so nice to have flowers again, Mommy!" Then she paused and said, "But hey! We haven't had snow yet!" (I kept telling her we don't always get snow, but as far back and she can remember, we've had it each winter.) Feeding Zane has become a real chore. He wants to feed himself, but doesn't quite have the ability to spoon food into his mouth very well. I place a bowl on his tray and give him a spoon, and usually I can spoon-feed him a single jar of baby food. The rest of his meal, he insists on being finger food. That's pretty limiting, since he's still not a great chewer! And have I mentioned that he still won't hold his own bottle (although he does fine with a sippy cup of water or juice)? He's also resisting having milk in a cup. The boy doesn't like change! Last night, however, I offered Zane some broccoli and cauliflower from our meal, which he devoured. Then I offered him some well-cooked noodles. He made lots of happy "mmm" noises, then said, "I like that, Mom." Sometimes he'll also say "thank you" when I give him food or change his diaper. But mostly he still grunts and cries. :D
January 15, 2010 I'm sorry it's been so long since I've posted. I can barely keep up with my responsibilities these days! Melatonin still seems to work well for Anastasia. It's not a magic bullet, but it does help. She doesn't seem to be waking up at night anymore, and if I give her the Melatonin several nights in a row, she's like a totally different kid: more lively, much more happy, hungrier, and without circles under her eyes. Sometimes, the first night I take her off the Melatonin, she's instantly back to her grumpiness. Other times, it takes a few days. I need to discuss this with our pediatrician, since the nurse told me to only give the Miss Melatonin "as needed." I guess after a while your body gets used to it, and you require larger and larger doses. Zane continues to thrive. He's going through a very shy phase, where he will bury his face in me if he's around anyone he doesn't know well. He toddles everywhere - except outdoors. Not sure what that's about.
Anastasia proudly wearing a matching outfit with her dolly. Zane, proud to finally be able to ride his zebra. A few funnies: Several days back, Zane was babbling in baby language and my hubby said, "Zane, you know how to talk. Use your words." Zane instantly replied, chagrinned, "I do!" A few days after that, my hubby said, "Zane, I need to change your butt." Zane replied, "Daddy, you need to change my butt." So he can talk when he wants to...he just chooses to whine and cry most of the time :) Two days ago, Anastasia was slowly (oh so slowly!) eating some French toast style bread sticks when she looked down at her plate and exclaimed, "Where's my breakfast?!" Her brother had snuck the food off her plate and was eating it. Anastasia overheard me telling my hubby about a time in my life when I so wished I had a husband and children of my own. She replied, "That's why you were born, Daddy!" Miss A., upon eating the last of the Christmas
cookies: "I love eating; it's my favorite part of Christmas!" (That made
my jaw drop; usually she tells us she doesn't like eating...But she
does love cookies.) Zane loves to sit in boxes. Anastasia (looking far too grown up!) in a dress up costume.
Zane feeding himself with a spoon for the first time. (Mostly, though, he finds it too much trouble and prefers Mommy to feed him.) Anastasia looking pouty, wearing a Christmas-package bow in her hair.
December 27, 2009 We were unable to have a big family get together for Christmas. My mom-in-law has a depressed immune system (she's a miracle survivor of ovarian cancer), and we didn't want to expose her to our family's cold. So we stayed at home for the first time ever, and my mother came over for a turkey dinner. It was relaxed and not overwhelming for the kids. We ended the day with Zane in his crib and Miss A. sitting between Mommy and Daddy while eating popcorn and watching a movie. She was in heaven. Zane's cold, which seemed nearly gone, came back with a vengeance. He is not comfortable, and he lets everyone know it. My hubby and I both have mild colds, too. Anastasia's cold seems completely gone, and for two of the three evenings I gave her Melatonin, she slept through the night and was a happy, basically behaved child. Then last night, she woke in the wee hours, after urinating in her bed. It's hard to say if this was caused by sleeping deeply due to the Melatonin, since she's done this a couple of times in the past. But, whatever the case, it disturbed her sleep, and today she's a disobedient, defiant, sobbing child. Sigh.
Anastasia on Christmas Eve. Left: With her first Barbie (an "I Love Lucy" doll). Right: With her doll, wearing matching nighties.
Left: Poor little snot nosed Zane, on Christmas morning. Right: The fam.
Anastasia blowing out the candle on Jesus' birthday cake.
December 23, 2009 Anastasia and Zane are still sick with a cold. Although Zane made himself a grumpy patient the first day of this cold (I spent most of the night up with him), he's mostly over it now. I fear Anastasia's cold may be going into her chest. I haven't tried Anastasia on the melatonin yet, either. I did finally get it from the pharmacy yesterday, but now I can't find a dispenser for 0.25 ml, her starting dose. Last night she was up several times. I'm sure that doesn't help her heal. The good news is, she continues to submit to bedtime much more than she used to. Zane is now walking all the time, unless he wants to scoot a toy car or train across the floor. I can't believe he's already a toddler! Here's hoping we're well for Christmas! Please pray that poor Anastasia doesn't develop bronchitis or pneumonia, like last year.
December 19, 2009 There was a mix-up at the pharmacy, and Anastasia's Melatonin didn't come in. But perhaps - just perhaps - we have at least a temporary fix. When Miss A. doesn't eat well, her daddy gets pretty scared and upset. A few days ago, when she literally ate nothing but a few bites all day, he told her if she didn't eat and get enough sleep, he was going to take her to the hospital where they'd poke her with lots of needles to get food into her body. I wasn't pleased to hear him say this; for one thing, God forbid she ever needs to get IVs due to not eating and drinking enough. She'll be terrified. But the next day, Anastasia was like a new girl. She went right to sleep at bedtime, was well behaved all day, and ate at every meal. She repeatedly told us she was eating, "just like Daddy told me to." The next day, we saw the same thing. She's a bit crankier today, but she has a cold and was over excited about Grandma coming over. For the time being, at least, she's made up her mind not to fight sleep at bedtime...so she won't have to be poked at the hospital. Reading a bit more about night terrors, I did find it interesting they are often caused by sleep deprivation. So maybe, if we can get Anastasia to quit fighting sleep, her weird waking up in the middle of the night sleep issues will disappear, too.
Anastasia and I made her first gingerbread house yesterday. She did all the decorating (but that's my miserably-looking frosting), and she was sooooo proud. My niece bought the house kit - and the adorable apron, too. Zane is doing well. He's getting pickier about his food; he won't eat yogurt anymore, and when I offered him cantaloupe for the first time, he seemed to find it gross. This morning, his bottle wasn't cleaned and sitting on the counter. Apparently, yesterday somebody ran off with it. I've looked high and low, but I can't find it, so I decided it's time to wean him. However, he gets angry every time I offer him milk in his sippy cup. We'll see how it goes. But the big news is, he's walking more and more every day. Here's a video of him tottering around the house.
December 17, 2009 I just heard back from the nurse (who'd just spoke with the doctor, who is now back from vacation). She said the doc wondered if Anastasia was having night terrors. However, after reading up on this, it doesn't quite fit, as far as I can see. Miss A. doesn't often have nightmares or cry out in the night, as if she's afraid. The bolting upright in bed, being wide-eyed and confused does fit, though. Then I read that many sleep disorders like this in children occur due to sleep deprivation. The doc also recommended Melatonin, but forgot to give the nurse the correct dosage. At this point, I am ready to try it. Anastasia's been surviving on air, it seems, these past few days. I thought we were beyond the serious eating issues, but it's clear that when she doesn't get enough sleep, they reappear.
December 15, 2009 Today I took this kids' picture to include with our Christmas letter. Ugh. Why do I do these things to myself? Most of the photos turned out like this:
Here are some of the better ones:
Although Zane's taken one or two steps between pieces of furniture before, he's never walked without any aid for more than a couple steps...until last night! When he thought no one was looking, he walked from my desk to a large toy about four feet away. I applauded him, he plopped down on his bottom, looking pleased with himself, and when I asked him to walk toward me, he stood up and took two steps - then got so excited he crawled the rest of the way. Later he took about four steps for Daddy, looking quite self conscious. He also had his first sweet yesterday: A gingerbread cookie. He wiggled and shook with excitement and couldn't cram it into his mouth fast enough. It's nice to have a child who enjoys food. Anastasia is still exhausted - and therefore not eating well. She often tells us she doesn't like to eat and will never (ever!) sleep. I have a call in to our pediatrician, who is on vacation. I'm hopeful there might be a diagnosis for Anastasia with regards to her night waking. Or, at least, that we can find some way to help her sleep better.
December 10, 2009 I spent last week without an Internet connection and now I'm busy trying to catch up with work. I apologize for my lack of posts! Zane is doing well; he feeds himself finger food every day now (thank you, God!) and even tried feeding himself with a spoon. He took one bitefull with a spoon, then seemed satisfied to have mommy do the rest :) He stands independently a lot now, and even takes a few steps when he's concentrating on something else and doesn't realize he's doing it. This morning, he pushed his walker around repeatedly for the first time.
We've had a series of minor accidents lately. First, I locked myself out of the house - with both kids running freely inside. Fortunately, I was able to explain to Anastasia (through the door) how to unlock the door. Whew! Then, when taking Zane out of the bathtub one morning, he slipped out of my arms. I caught him when his head was literally an inch from the side of the tub. Another whew! I think Mommy's been tired! Then Anastasia, running down the sidewalk one day, tripped on her own feet and banged her forehead on the cement. It scared us all, and she has a large scab on her forehead, but she's fine.
Anastasia continues to have difficulties in the area of sleep. She still wakes up in the middle of the night, turns on her light and opens her door. We find her sitting in bed with her eyes open, but most of the time, if we try to talk to her, she doesn't make any sense. She appears to literally be asleep with her eyes open. She continues to avoid sleep at all costs. She refuses to nap, and even though I give her an hour of "quiet time" during the day, by evening she's often hysterical and out of control. And yes, she goes to bed early: At 6:30 pm. It's hard on her - and us. We tried giving her over the counter allergy medication, as our pediatrician recommended, but it didn't help a bit. Sadly, her sleep deprivation also sometimes leads to depression. She'll sit on the floor, crying for no reason, and say, "I just want to be happy!" It breaks our heart. (Giving her a little dark chocolate helps, though!) When she's sleep deprived, she also misbehaves badly, can't concentrate on her school work, and is generally miserable.
Poor kitty!
Zane uses his Tonka dump truck as a recliner every morning. Last week, Anastasia completed her first jigsaw puzzle entirely on her own. But here's a little funny for you: Anastasia was playing Little Red Riding Hood to her grandma's Big Bad Wolf when she turned to me and said, "Don't worry, Mommy. We're just pretending. We're not really making each other dead."
November 30, 2009 I had a tiring Thanksgiving weekend, but a good Thanksgiving day. Anastasia was a perfect angel the whole time, which was a GREAT change from last year, where she had temper tantrums galore. A family friend came and brought their baby who is about three months younger than Zane. Anastasia instantly fell in love with him (I'm surprised she didn't ask to bring him home) and Zane played with him a little. He tried to love on him a little, too, by patting his head, but...well, Zane doesn't know his own strength :) And - big news! - Zane began feeding himself. My mom-in-law sent me out of the room, thinking maybe he'd feed himself if I weren't around. She put a graham cracker on his high chair tray and when he picked it up and handed it to her, she said, "Oh no. You're a big boy now; you can feed it to yourself." And he did! For a couple of days after, he'd only put food in his mouth if I put it in his fingers first, but now he's picking up food off his high chair tray, no problem. Thank goodness!
Left: Zane sitting at his new high chair (the small kind that attaches to a chair), feeding himself. Right: Zane climbed into this toy dump truck on his own and sat there for several minutes, pleased with himself.
With an older gift card, we bought Anastasia her own camera. She loves it! She takes photos all day long, from the minute she wakes up until the minute she goes to bed.
November 24, 2009 First, some pics of Anastasia. She helped me make this Pilgrim maiden hat, and then spent the entire morning playing Pilgrim. She dumped toys out of a box and made it her boat, then used her American flag as a sail. We also made a "What I'm Thankful For" turkey; it turned out to be difficult to write on (it was made from a bumpy paper plate) so it's not a good example of her writing skills, but she's still dang cute. (She's thankful for "mom," "dad," Zane, God, our cat, bunnies, deer, our house, the sun, food, and - taking up two spaces - Jesus.)
Other news:
November 19, 2009 Today felt like "torture the baby" day. First, I got the kids up an hour earlier than usual so we would be on time for Zane's allergy appointment. (I chose the first appointment of the day, to avoid germs.) I gave the doctor a list of everything Zane ate just before his two rounds of hives, including printed out ingredients lists for the processed food. She instantly ruled out wheat because he's eaten it plenty of times without having hives. She said if he's allergic enough to it to go into anaphylaxis (hives and breathing problems), then even a small amount would cause a serious reaction.
Zane about an hour after his allergy attack on Saturday. It wasn't until the following day his hives and ear swelling and redness disappeared. Instead, she suspected the berries or peaches in his yogurt. Unfortunately, you can't store the allergen of these foods, so I had to send my hubby to the store (while Zane and I sat in the doctor's office) to buy frozen raspberries, blueberries, strawberries, and peaches. The nurse extracted juice from these to use for Zane's allergy test. They also tested for several spices, egg, rye, milk, soybean, arrowroot, cat dander, dust mites, and - because I wondered if it might be making his eczema worse - wheat. For those not familiar with food allergy testing, they mark up the patient's back with a pen, noting where they plan to inject a certain allergen. Then they inject a small amount of the allergen using a tiny needle. With each needle prick, Zane cried. It really did feel like we were torturing him. Within minutes, however, we had some answers. Turns out Zane is allergic to cat dander - but that couldn't be the cause of his hives, since he's exposed to it daily. (He also has no runny nose or itchy eyes, so I'm thinking it's a mild allergy.) He had a tiny reaction to dust mites and raspberries. The doctor said people with eczema sometimes test positive for an allergy when they don't have one; she suspected that in this case, but suggested I try feeding Zane a little raspberry (all by itself) and see if he has any problems. There was also a really tiny ("clinically insignificant") reaction to wheat. But it was clear almost instantly Zane is allergy to egg (white and yolk). And, indeed, last Saturday I'd given him his first taste of scrambled egg. "But he's had a seasonal flu and H1N1 vaccination; wouldn't he have had hives after them?" I asked. The doctor said she's never seen someone who's allergic to eggs have an allergic reaction to a vaccine; the amount in the vaccine is tiny, and varies according to the batch of vaccine given. "But he didn't have eggs in April, when he had his first hives," I said. She argued it's been too long ago to accurately know what happened at that time. She said I could have touched some egg, then touched Zane, causing him to have a reaction. Or he could have just had an unaccounted for immune system malfunction. (Which the pediatrician already told us does sometimes happen.) Or he could have had a reaction to a food he's no longer allergic to. Since we tested him for everything he ate in April, at least I can feel sure we didn't miss a current allergy to something he ate back then. So...the doctor said he can have his second round of H1N1 vaccination, but next year he should come to her for his flu vaccination. They will test his skin with some of the vaccine before injecting it into him. (By then, she said, he may no longer have an allergy to eggs, anyway.)
Left: Zane trying to feed himself apples. Right: Learning to operate and open the dishwasher (!). She gave me a list of alternative names for eggs that are often found on products (Why don't they simply label the food as containing egg??) and said some kids can eat cooked egg (like you'd find in a cake) without a problem, but if he's not had anything like that before, she'd want to test him in her office, so I didn't have to deal with his anaphylaxis on my own. But when I got home, I checked a few of his baby foods that have pasta. They have egg whites in them, so I'm thinking he should be fine with baked goods. She also prescribed an Epipen for him, in case of emergency. The entire appointment took two and a half hours, and poor Anastasia and her daddy waited in the truck for us. (We didn't want to expose the Miss to H1N1 germs.) I hear she was perfectly behaved, though. Next we drove to our local hospital to get a blood draw to test Zane for Celiac Disease. Poor Miss A. She didn't want him to get his blood drawn. "But it might kill him!" she said. After I assured her that it wouldn't kill him (!), she seemed content. Since I learned yesterday his great-grandfather has it, I'm glad we're getting the screening out of the way. (Celiac Disease can be hereditary.) It took two of us holding Zane down, one to draw his blood, and another to make faces trying to make him stop crying to get the job done. I imagine we'll hear back on that test next week.
By the way, a long time reader asked how Anastasia's H1N1 vaccination (the first one) went. Sorry I didn't mention it - but it went just as smooth as could be. She had no reaction to it (we always give the kids thimerosal-free vaccinations) and the doctor's office was nearly empty - which is the way we like it :)
Anastasia wearing her "good girl sticker" after her first H1N1 vaccination.
November 17, 2009 Today I was supposed to blog about Prematurity Awareness Month. For reasons I'll explain in just a moment, instead I'm going to direct you to the "Fight for Preemies" in the right hand column of this blog, and to one of my previous posts about Prematurity Awareness Month. We had a nice visit with my dad, although we mostly stayed inside the house because it was too cold to do much outside, and I wanted to keep the kids away from public places. (Zane's H1N1 shot doesn't "kick in" for another week or so; Anastasia's about a week later.) But one event overshadowed everything else: Zane had another serious allergic reaction. Since his last bout with hives (in April), Zane has seemed well, except for teething-related issues and a little bit of eczema. But on Saturday, Zane became fussy, and we noticed one of his eyes was red. Because he was rubbing his eyes and hadn't yet had his nap, I thought he was just tired and had scratched one of his eyes while rubbing it. So I put him to bed. I think God was whispering in my ear, though, because I felt something wasn't quite right. I turned on Zane's baby monitor, which I never do, unless I happen to go outside when he's napping. After a few minutes, I heard him cough strangely. I ran into his room and found him covered with hives. His ears were also swollen. I gave him Benadryl right away. (Thankfully, I'd just posted a Benadryl dosage chart in our bathroom; the bottle doesn't specify dosages for babies.) His cough went away quickly (and since a cough is the first thing that happens before your throat swells shut during an allergic reaction, this was relieving). Within an hour, he wasn't so itchy, although his hives didn't completely disappear until the next morning. I checked on him several times that night. I was afraid his hives would return and his breathing would be affected, but as it turned out, he kept getting better and didn't need any more Benadryl. My first thought was that I'd given him eggs for the first time that day. Then I realized that not only had I given him a tiny amount of eggs, but he's had an H1N1 and seasonal flu shot - so egg has been directly injected into his body before. Therefore, it seemed unlikely the egg was what caused his reaction. Then I began reading labels. In the morning, I'd given him an arrowroot biscuit. (A new food for him and the very first thing he's ever held and fed to himself.) It has wheat as one of the main ingredients. Later, I'd given him some graham crackers. Also full of wheat. Just before his reaction - and when he began acting grumpy and tired - I'd given him some YoBaby yogurt. To my surprise, this too has wheat as a primary ingredient. I've suspected he's had some sort of allergy to wheat since he began eating solids. Usually, it just seemed his eczema would flare up after eating quite a bit of wheat. But in April, when he had hives previously, he'd YoBaby yogurt and a "granola" baby food that actually had no nuts, but lots of wheat. (You might wonder why I'd give him YoBaby yogurt again after this. Truth is, he's eaten it many times and never had a reaction. I believe he handles a certain amount of wheat fine...or at least, it doesn't give him hives. It's when he has "too much" that hives appear.) On Monday, I called my pediatrician's office. I wanted to know if it was smarter to completely cut wheat from Zane's diet, or to allow him to have a small amount. I also wondered if there was such a thing as an EpiPen for a 13 month old child. (EpiPens provide quick medication for people having a serious allergic reaction; they are literally life-saving.) Naturally, I had to speak to a nurse first. She seemed shocked I didn't bring Zane to the doctor on Saturday, and she said we were fortunate the Benadryl worked. This was in contrast to the nurse I spoke to in April, who seemed to think all would be well if I kept Benadryl on hand. When I spoke to our pediatrician, she thought it prudent to get right to work to see what Zane's allergic to. At his one year check up, we'd talked about doing some blood work, but at that time, our doctor felt it could wait until the whole H1N1 thing had calmed down. But now that he's had a second, very serious reaction, she doesn't want to delay any longer. So she's sending us to an allergist on the 19th. She hopes the allergist can pin-point what Zane is allergic to - if he's allergic to something. She also wants to do a blood test to check for an auto-immune disease called Celiac Disease, which can cause allergy-like reactions if wheat is consumed. In the meantime, I'm on pins and needles. I have to keep giving Zane some wheat or the blood test for Celiac Disease won't work. So every time he takes a nap, I turn up the baby monitor all the way, and check on him now and then. Since his allergy symptoms make him appear tired at first (making me put him to bed), he could be alone when his hives break out. And since both times he's had hives he's had the beginnings of breathing problems (wheezing the first time, a choking cough the second time), it's possible he could suffocate (from a swollen throat) and I'd never know it. I am thankful I live in a day and age where medicine has been able to save the lives of both my children. Even in the early 1990s, Anastasia probably wouldn't have survived. And before antihistamines, Zane would have died. Humbling isn't quite the right word for how this makes me feel, but it's the only word I can think of that comes close.
November 11, 2009 Yesterday, I called the pediatrician's office to see if they had any H1N1 vaccinations. They said they didn't. But early this morning, the receptionist called saying they had a dose appropriate for Anastasia. So, on Friday morning, off she goes. I admit I'm nervous. It seems strange that, when Zane is only 4 lbs. lighter than Anastasia, her dose is significantly different.
Yesterday, Anastasia and I made a study of worms. We dug them from the garden, brought them inside and looked at them in a clear jar. Later, Anastasia let them crawl all over her; here she's giggling because it tickled when the worm moved across her hand. In other news, Zane cracks us up :D He doesn't talk much, and when he does speak, it's usually because it just seems to burst out. For example, a while back Anastasia took a toy from him and he said, "Anastasia!" And two days ago, he twice told me, "Hungry, mama!" He eats nearly anything (unless it's hard, like a nut) now, but he still refuses to feed himself. In fact, when I put food on his high chair tray, before I even have a chance to walk away he starts yelling, crumbling the food in his hands, and throwing it onto the floor. The "experts" say if you have one strong-willed child, you're unlikely to have another. Sigh. They never met my family, I guess!
In an effort to get away from processed foods, I'm now making our daily 100% wheat bread. But I cheat. I use the bread maker. Here are both kids, so excited about that kitchen gadget. Neither had ever seen me use it. P.S. I probably won't blog again until mid-week, next week. My dad is coming for a visit :)
November 7 (part II) So by the time the doctor's office called back, Anastasia seemed back to her normal self. She's currently bouncing all around the house :) However, they did say that with her history, they would want to see her right away if she had any symptoms of H1N1. It's good to know they take it so seriously, and that if she does come down with that nasty bug, we can expect cooperative, early treatment.
November 7, 2009 This morning, Anastasia vomited. She seemed listless for a while, then perked up. Since lunch, she says her tummy hurts and she's nearly vomited a few times, but hasn't actually done it. She seems pretty tired. I've tried to see if she might feel achy. She says no, but it's hard to know if she really knows what I'm talking about. I have a call in to the pediatric office; I told them I was being overly careful because she is so high risk for H1N1. Hopefully, I'll hear back from them soon and they'll just tell me to watch her carefully.
Yesterday, Anastasia said she wanted to marry Zane when she grew up. Ah, innocence! She can't quite understand why that's a bad idea :)
Anastasia climbing her first tree. She got up and down entirely by herself - several times.
November 6, 2009 Zane got his H1N1 shot today. It was a madhouse, even though it was by appointment only, in a pediatrician's office. I wasn't looking forward to more of the chaos on Monday, when Anastasia was scheduled for her shot...then the pediatrician called to cancel her appointment. Apparently, someone made a huge mistake and they don't have any H1N1 vaccine in the correct dose for Anastasia. So...we're waiting again. In other news, Zane can now open doors inside the house...
Anastasia's been loving the fall weather. Today, she climbed a tree for the first time! (It was a small (about five or six foot) maple, but still!)
November 4, 2009 Today we snuck Anastasia into the pediatrician's office at an early hour and she got her seasonal flu vaccine. Then this afternoon the doctor's office called to let us know they have H1N1 shots for both kids; they have to get them on separate days, for some reason, but at least they won't be in a clinic setting, with lots of germy people. Zane is scheduled for Friday, and Anastasia, Monday. I have butterflies. This has been a difficult decision for us. Intellectually, I feel it's probably safer for Anastasia (with her chronic lung disease) to get the vaccination than to not. But emotionally, it makes me nervous. If you think of it, please pray for our little family.
Anastasia mopping the floor for the first time. Literally, she's been begging me to let her do this for at least six months. I finally bought a Swiffer for the purpose, since it's lightweight and you can easily adjust the handle length. She was thrilled! (And somehow the costume - part of her Raggedy Ann costume - fits in!)
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