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Archive for November 2010

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My husband arrived shortly after 9:00am that morning, both of us excited at the prospect of finally being able to at least partly look after Jenson.

For me this was a big deal, it felt so strange for other people to be looking after my baby, and I felt bad that I couldnt help my son more. To finally be able to help look after him gave me such a good feeling. Up until this point I still didnt feel like a proper mum, being told that I would now be allowed to change and clean him meant I could at least start to bond with Jenson, something that I felt I was missing out on every day that had gone past since Jensons birth.

At round about 9:30am I suddenly had one of the midwifes come tp my bed advising she wanted to check me over, I said to her as long as it was quick as we had to be in Neonatal in 15 mins. She promised me it wouldnt take long. And 30 minutes later I was still sat on my bed!! I was extremely frustrated! Id told the nurse we had to be somewhere and she was still chatting! I finally just had to turn round and say to her we had to go and finally at 10:05am we were talking to Neonatal. Anxious that we were late we hurried to the unit, where we were greeted by the nurse looking after Jenson with the comment (directed at my husband) “Have trouble parking?”. Of course we said no and explained to her what had happened and that we had tried to get away as quickly as possible. But she was having none of it and proceeded to dictate to us “Baby is more important than seeing the midwife!”.

A fact I didnt need reminding of quite frankly. Her attitude towards myself and my husband was disgusting to be honest. I felt angry and like Id just been told off by my mum. The nurse had taken one look at us and quite wrongly assumed that because we were a young couple that we were going to be another set of parents that didnt bother with their child. The excitement Id felt walking into the unit had quickly evaporated. I thought that the nurses were meant to be supportive to us not tell us off for being late!

People that know me will know that when Ive been confronted by someone I tend to shut off and go correct, and my respect for that person goes completely out the window. So of course at that moment in time I didnt particularly like that nurse and I wished that she wasnt the one looking after Jenson. We didnt know how long Jenson would be in hospital for and if this nurse was going to be looking after him for his whole stay then I could see that we would end up having a few minor disagreements at some point.

So anyway after our “telling off”, the nurse walked with us to Jensons cot, again he was in the land of nod with not a care in the world. The nurse explained to us that Cares would involve us changing Jensons nappy, cleaning him, cleaning his face and cleaning his mouth and gums, and that we would need to do this 3 times a day, but to start off with we would do Cares 2 times a day.

She proceeded to show us where everything was, nappies in the cupboard, along with the bowls and nappy sacks on top. Jensons sterile water was in the cupboard underneath his cot, along with the cotton buds that would be used to clean his mouth.

So with everything at the ready she then showed us how to do “Cares”.

Starting with the face, with clean cotton wool and warm water she cleaned Jensons face from top to bottom (at this point Jenson woke up with a look on his face as if to say “What are you doing? Im sleepy, leave me along!”). With his face cleaned she then took one of the cotton buds, dipped it in the sterile water and run the cotton bud along Jensons gums, this he particularly liked as he opened his mouth and started to lick the cotton bud!. She explained that the reason the mouth was cleaned in this way was because Jenson was being fed by a tube through his nose, that his mouth can get quite dry and so the water on the cotton bud helped to quench that thirst. With Jensons face and mouth now clean she then moved onto changing his nappy.

Now this was the part I wanted to pay particularly attention to, having never changed a babys nappy in my life, I was keen to do exactly what she was doing as I didnt want to get it wrong or hurt Jenson when it came to my turn.

The nurse undone Jensons clothes and explained that he had a sensor on his foot that was linked to a machine which monitored his heart rate, this senor would need to be swapped from one foot to the other each time Cares was done. This was because there was a bright red light on this sensor that if left in contact with his skin too long would end up burning him! She swiftly removed this and then quickly removed the soiled nappy and explained the importance of cleaning Jenson properly in order to avoid nappy rash, and what only felt like 10 seconds later Jenson had a nice new clean nappy on and this had all been done without him waking up!. The nurse made it look so easy! I just hoped Jenson would be kind to me when it came to my turn! lol The nurse advised us that we would have to return to Neonatal at 2:00pm that day so that we could take over Cares, and that we would have to supply our own nappies and cotton wool balls.

And what was only 10 minutes later Jenson was all cleaned and sleeping like a log with me and my husband sat next to him just staring once again through the clear plastic tub.

I had my fingers crossed that at 2:00pm when it was my turn for Cares that everything went smoothly!

Will me and Jenson be excitedly donning our snow jackets in the morning so that we can go play in the snow?? And to think this year I can actually enjoy the snow this time round, rather than having to trek through it to get to work! :0)

So this morning I had to go to an appointment and my lovely mother in law said she would look after Jenson for me. So I left Jenson and Nanny both quite content when I left however two hours later nanny had a story to tell me…

Jenson has been feeling somewhat under the weather today and as such hasnt taken as much milk as he normally would, so his morning feed that I gave him at 8:00am wasnt as big as he was used to. So by the time I left 2 hours later he was getting hungry again and nanny said she would feed him. Well the story goes that Jenson took round about half of his bottle, nanny sat him up to wind him and Jenson promptly brought back up the milk he had just drunk!

It went everywhere! On the sofa (which I hasten to mention is white leather!), all over the floor (again no carpet so that was wipe clean thankfully) and of course all over nanny and Jenson!

Oh dear! Then nanny said that as she was trying to clean Jenson up our cat decided at that point he wanted to be let out, so with a dripping Jenson she opened the door for the cat! lol And of course all the while nanny is trying to clean the mess up and clean Jenson, he is just cheekily smiling back at her.

He obviously thought he wanted to make nanny work while she was looking after him today! lol

Today was Jensons first trip to the well known superstore IKEA! You might think this is a strange place to have a day out to but we did have a purpose!!

Jenson has just about outgrown his moses basket (seems to be taking after his daddy who is 6ft 4, and growing very long!), and so we decided today to go and get the mattress for his cot. This means that tomorrow night Jenson will spend his first night in his cot! Fingers crossed he settles okay!

So we arrived at the superstore at roughly 11:45am and left at about 3:30pm. And out of this 3 hour trip roughly about 2 hours of this was spent in the restaurant! Lol Having a baby means that everything now takes twice as long to do! And you need at least 3 bags with you to carry everything!! Jenson was a very good boy today and didnt kick up once, and was quite happy to just sleep the whole way round IKEA.

Isnt it amazing that once you have a baby everyone seems to talk to you. I had a gentleman sat on the table next to me ask how old Jenson was (and then explaining to him why he is small – which I get alot of). Still its nice to get the attention, I always feel very proud of Jenson when I talk about him to other people.

As well as Jensons mattress he now has his very first football!! Its a soft cuddly one and Im sure his daddy will have him playing with it at some point this week, the way Jenson kicks his legs at the moment he’ll be up and kicking it by the end of the week! lol

So I woke up yesterday morning and was pleasantly surprised to see a dusting of snow on the ground! But alas not enough for me and Jenson to build a snowman :0(.

And then this morning all we had was frost :0(, will Jenson ever see his first white Christmas???

Another night was spent in the hospital for me as the doctors wanted to observe me as I was having dizzy spells and generally didnt feel right, but for the life of me they couldnt figure out what was wrong so just wanted to observe me! When I think about it now personally I think it was just exhaustion, my body was still in shock and was obviously protesting and telling me to rest! So against my better judgement I was told Id be spending another night in the ward. At this point I should mention that I absolutely hate hospitals and having to spend more than one night there was torture for me. On the plus side though I was in the same place as my little boy which meant I could go over and see him anytime I wanted (even in the early hours of the morning if I wanted to).

So that night I spent reading magazines and enjoying the yummy chocolate cake that Id been brought. Just before I went to sleep I pulled out my phone and took a few minutes to gaze at the pictures of my baby boy, again willing him to have a good night.

I must have fallen asleep like that because at roughly 4:30am the next morning I was rudely awoken by another mum talking on her mobile phone way too loudly!!! I thought WTF?! How am I meant to sleep when Ive got someone talking on their mobile at this god awful hour?! I think she must have stayed on that phone for a good hour, and I finally gave up going to sleep and decided to get up myself and get dressed, eager to see Jenson again. And would you believe it when I came back from the bathroom the same women was still awake with the curtains now rolled back and she had the nerve to smile at me?! Arrgggh!

I should point out that at this point I was in a fair amount of pain myself, and was so not in the mood! Lol At that point I honestly felt like Id been run over by a bus at least twice, and as for sitting down..that was the most difficult thing in the world!

So I made my way (slowly!) to Neonatal where my beautiful boy was sleeping. I was the only one in there at that time of the morning which I was grateful for. Jenson looked so content that morning, in the land of nod with not a care in the world. He was so small that even the tiny baby clothes he was wearing were still too big for him, and you could just see his fingers poking out from the arms of his sleep suit. After a while one of the nurses came up to me and I asked how Jenson had gotten on in the night. She told me that he had had another good night, with only a few moments where he stopped breathing, but he seemed to recover quickly and that if he carried on that way he may not need the caffine after all.

The nurse advised me that they wanted to show both me and my husband how to do “Cares” that day, which basically meant how to change his nappy, clean his face and clean his mouth. Again this was another positive step towards Jenson getting better, he was coping that well so far that we would be able to change his nappy, and not just the nurses doing it! People reading this might think, thats not such a big deal, but in the life of a premature baby its a VERY big deal! It means one step closer to coming home.

I agreed that I would return with my husband at 9:45am so that the nurses could show us.

Once Id left Neonatal I immediately sent a text message to my husband updating him on Jensons progress. I was so excited yet nervous at the same time about “Cares”. Id never in my life changed a nappy!! What if I got it all wrong?! I then suddenly had the thought “I wonder if the nurses would let me take notes??”.

I returned to my bed with a big smile on my face, waiting for my husband to arrive at the hospital so that we could talk about Jensons progress and also so that I could get some tips from him on changing a nappy!! You see my husband when he was younger was a Nursery nurse, so he already had a head start on me!

My next blog is all about THAT first nappy change that ended up taking almost 30 minutes to finish!!!

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