Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
Doctor Day...
Today we went to go see Dr. Triana to check up on Noemi. Although she is still in a lot of pain, all is good. He sent us out to do a bunch of exams to double check but everything seems to be good.
Then, we went to go to an "age specialist" to see what Madison might look like when she get's older. The result's were much poorer than we expected...
What is that?
Nice... uhh... abs?!?
Hopefully, Noemi's style and flair will add to what could be quite ugly.
Then, we went to go to an "age specialist" to see what Madison might look like when she get's older. The result's were much poorer than we expected...
What is that?
Nice... uhh... abs?!?
Hopefully, Noemi's style and flair will add to what could be quite ugly.
Sunday, February 05, 2006
I'm in trouble...
The family was all together for the first time today. So, I was at work with the camera taking pictures of the girls. Noemi doesn't want any pictures just yet. The swelling has gone down a lot but not enough. She is still feeling a lot of pain because of the surgery. Also, the breastfeeding is kicking her butt. But, she is recovering fast.
Although we had both grandmothers with us today (all day), I can see how this is going to be quite interesting. There were diapers flying everywhere. Here are some pictures of what I have to look forward to. I just put a down payment on my own lie detector test and human GPS systems for both my daughters...
What am I to do?
Mia and Papi
I'm too sexy for my clothes
No I am not giving that to you... and stop looking at me with those eyes!!!
Although we had both grandmothers with us today (all day), I can see how this is going to be quite interesting. There were diapers flying everywhere. Here are some pictures of what I have to look forward to. I just put a down payment on my own lie detector test and human GPS systems for both my daughters...
What am I to do?
Mia and Papi
I'm too sexy for my clothes
No I am not giving that to you... and stop looking at me with those eyes!!!
Saturday, February 04, 2006
Finally... Pictures...
Ain't she a cutie?
Madison, Mommy, and Dad
Well, we get the call early in the evening to let us know that we could pick up Madison from the hospital. She's home now with us and all is good. I am very tired so I just wanted to let you all know that she's home with mommy.
Thursday, February 02, 2006
The uncut version...
I often wonder why is it that I do this... I have come to a conclusion. It's so that I never forget what a wonderful life God has bless us with!
Monday morning...
Dr. Triana gave us the go ahead to come in that night so that we could start Noemi on Pitoncin (sp?, labor inducing meds). We arrived at 9:00pm and I started to set up camp. Her parents and sister showed up right as we got there. As I was setting up, I was checking the room out to see what buttons did what. As the saying goes... curiosity killed the cat. I set off the "cardiac arrest" button thinking it was the switch that controlled the lights on top. After about 10 people rushed into the room and half the hospital on their way to look for the "Code Blue" patient(the name given to cardiac arrest sitiuation), I was asked to sit in the corner and not touch anything. Sounds familiar... yeah yeah yeah, whatever. Everyone left at around 12:00am and we tried to go to sleep. Emphasis on the word "tried." The nurse came in at around 5:20am and started the labor inducing medicine.
Tueday... the push.
Everyone started showing up and at around 6:20pm so did the contractions. I cannot speak from personal experience but that Pitocin stuff is a bit#@*. My sister had a natural labor and I don't think her contractions were as bad in the sence of how these contractions just didn't let up! About 30 sec's apart. By 8:00am, Noemi was just in sheer pain. The look on her face was just terrible. But, she was a champ about it. I was so proud of her. At around 8:25am I asked her how she was feeling. I went to go get the pain doctor after she pulled my bottom lip over my head... my response... "oh that bad, huh?" The pain doctor, Noemi now calls her "the angel sent from heaven" (commonly what drug addicts call their pushers), came in and did the epideral (sp?). I asked for one on my lip, no luck. Noemi is now in space!!! By 9:00am, she was having full blown contractions but she couldn't feel a thing. It was actually quite funny. Dr. Triana came in around 1:00pm and said it was time.
"Time? Time for what?" I asked. He went over some procedures and next thing you know, I am holding up one of Noemi's legs and coaching her to push. WOW. She really worked her heart out. I had never seen Noemi give something her all up until that day. Man, she pushed and pushed and pushed. I was impressed. However, things weren't going according to plan. About 40 mins. into the pushing, the doctor wasn't looking too happy. Madison was stuck right behind her pelic bones and she just wasn't moving. The doctor looked at me and at Noemi and told us that he thought it was best to do a C-Section. Noemi looked at me as if to say, "I just want your support." I looked at Triana and told him that I trust him with their lives, "Do what you need to do." And without skipping a beat, we were off to the OR room. Noemi's mom didn't know what's going on and they made her leave the room. Talk about a head job done to her mom. She was freaking out! Poor thing.
Needless to say, I was anxious. Not nervous, because there was a peace within me about what was going to happen, I just wanted it to be over with already. Do you remember how I felt the day we got Mia when we were in the room where they gave her to us for the first time... The feeling came back... System Overload.
Picture this. When I walk into the room, there is a huge curtain thing that half of Noemi's body is behind. That's were all the doctors were. They sit me next to her on the other side and all I hear is the doctors chatting behind this "curtain". I am looking at Noemi and you can tell that she is nervous. All of a sudden they say, "Wayne get the camera ready" and I get up and go over to where the doctors are at. How was I supposed to know they call that the "sterilization zone." I got screamed at again. Damn, twice in 24 hours. I felt like I was back at mom's home. So I rush back to the other side and I get to see the baby come out from over the curtain. WOW. My heart was pumping so much that I accidentally shut off the camera and then I turned it back on. To say the least, I missed capturing the baby coming out on video. The 3rd reprimand came later on Wednesday.
Anyway, there I am. Now, they move the baby to this little holding area right next to Noemi and I am videoing that. Then, I look to my left and there is Noemi bawling looking at me. I'm thinking, "is she okay, is she hurt, what the hells going on? Hey, what are you doctors doing over there?" Then, I look and I see half of Noemi's insides out on TOP of her stomach. Back to the baby, back to Noemi crying, back to the doctors putting Noemi back together... breathe, breathe, breathe, hold yourself together. Now, I haven't moved from this one spot. Talk about system overload. Whew. I cut the baby's cord and they ship me and Madison to the nursery.
On our way to the nursery, we run into the whole gang in the hallway. Grab your tissues. Everyone now is crying and asking about Noemi. I go to the nursery and do the check-up...
-10 fingers
-10 toes
-Everything thing seems to be working
-She's got my nose (or lack there of)
-It seems as if she's got my eyes but I think "all babies look like they got my eyes."
-A head full of hair.
-She's screaming her head off, dad says, "Yup, she cries like you did Wayne" Shut up dad!
Fast forward...
I am home right now taking care of Mia. I think she's been missing us so I came to relieve my mother. Mia's seems so big to me now. Wow. Noemi's mom is watching over her at the hospital. Noemi's leg swelling has gotten worse since the preganancy (expected) and she's in a lot of pain. But she's getting better. The baby has taken the breast and seems to be doing great. One more night and she should be coming home. I am home with Mia tonight and I miss Mommy and Madison. I wish we were all together.
Wow, how amazing is God?
Monday morning...
Dr. Triana gave us the go ahead to come in that night so that we could start Noemi on Pitoncin (sp?, labor inducing meds). We arrived at 9:00pm and I started to set up camp. Her parents and sister showed up right as we got there. As I was setting up, I was checking the room out to see what buttons did what. As the saying goes... curiosity killed the cat. I set off the "cardiac arrest" button thinking it was the switch that controlled the lights on top. After about 10 people rushed into the room and half the hospital on their way to look for the "Code Blue" patient(the name given to cardiac arrest sitiuation), I was asked to sit in the corner and not touch anything. Sounds familiar... yeah yeah yeah, whatever. Everyone left at around 12:00am and we tried to go to sleep. Emphasis on the word "tried." The nurse came in at around 5:20am and started the labor inducing medicine.
Tueday... the push.
Everyone started showing up and at around 6:20pm so did the contractions. I cannot speak from personal experience but that Pitocin stuff is a bit#@*. My sister had a natural labor and I don't think her contractions were as bad in the sence of how these contractions just didn't let up! About 30 sec's apart. By 8:00am, Noemi was just in sheer pain. The look on her face was just terrible. But, she was a champ about it. I was so proud of her. At around 8:25am I asked her how she was feeling. I went to go get the pain doctor after she pulled my bottom lip over my head... my response... "oh that bad, huh?" The pain doctor, Noemi now calls her "the angel sent from heaven" (commonly what drug addicts call their pushers), came in and did the epideral (sp?). I asked for one on my lip, no luck. Noemi is now in space!!! By 9:00am, she was having full blown contractions but she couldn't feel a thing. It was actually quite funny. Dr. Triana came in around 1:00pm and said it was time.
"Time? Time for what?" I asked. He went over some procedures and next thing you know, I am holding up one of Noemi's legs and coaching her to push. WOW. She really worked her heart out. I had never seen Noemi give something her all up until that day. Man, she pushed and pushed and pushed. I was impressed. However, things weren't going according to plan. About 40 mins. into the pushing, the doctor wasn't looking too happy. Madison was stuck right behind her pelic bones and she just wasn't moving. The doctor looked at me and at Noemi and told us that he thought it was best to do a C-Section. Noemi looked at me as if to say, "I just want your support." I looked at Triana and told him that I trust him with their lives, "Do what you need to do." And without skipping a beat, we were off to the OR room. Noemi's mom didn't know what's going on and they made her leave the room. Talk about a head job done to her mom. She was freaking out! Poor thing.
Needless to say, I was anxious. Not nervous, because there was a peace within me about what was going to happen, I just wanted it to be over with already. Do you remember how I felt the day we got Mia when we were in the room where they gave her to us for the first time... The feeling came back... System Overload.
Picture this. When I walk into the room, there is a huge curtain thing that half of Noemi's body is behind. That's were all the doctors were. They sit me next to her on the other side and all I hear is the doctors chatting behind this "curtain". I am looking at Noemi and you can tell that she is nervous. All of a sudden they say, "Wayne get the camera ready" and I get up and go over to where the doctors are at. How was I supposed to know they call that the "sterilization zone." I got screamed at again. Damn, twice in 24 hours. I felt like I was back at mom's home. So I rush back to the other side and I get to see the baby come out from over the curtain. WOW. My heart was pumping so much that I accidentally shut off the camera and then I turned it back on. To say the least, I missed capturing the baby coming out on video. The 3rd reprimand came later on Wednesday.
Anyway, there I am. Now, they move the baby to this little holding area right next to Noemi and I am videoing that. Then, I look to my left and there is Noemi bawling looking at me. I'm thinking, "is she okay, is she hurt, what the hells going on? Hey, what are you doctors doing over there?" Then, I look and I see half of Noemi's insides out on TOP of her stomach. Back to the baby, back to Noemi crying, back to the doctors putting Noemi back together... breathe, breathe, breathe, hold yourself together. Now, I haven't moved from this one spot. Talk about system overload. Whew. I cut the baby's cord and they ship me and Madison to the nursery.
On our way to the nursery, we run into the whole gang in the hallway. Grab your tissues. Everyone now is crying and asking about Noemi. I go to the nursery and do the check-up...
-10 fingers
-10 toes
-Everything thing seems to be working
-She's got my nose (or lack there of)
-It seems as if she's got my eyes but I think "all babies look like they got my eyes."
-A head full of hair.
-She's screaming her head off, dad says, "Yup, she cries like you did Wayne" Shut up dad!
Fast forward...
I am home right now taking care of Mia. I think she's been missing us so I came to relieve my mother. Mia's seems so big to me now. Wow. Noemi's mom is watching over her at the hospital. Noemi's leg swelling has gotten worse since the preganancy (expected) and she's in a lot of pain. But she's getting better. The baby has taken the breast and seems to be doing great. One more night and she should be coming home. I am home with Mia tonight and I miss Mommy and Madison. I wish we were all together.
Wow, how amazing is God?
