Kyle changing his first diaper for Chloe. The yucky tar like poop plus changing a girl diaper for the first time made it quite the experience but he always gets the job done.
And he has also mastered the swaddle ending in an adorable baby burrito.
Oh our sweet gorgeous girl. That chin and lower half of the face reminds me so much of Casen. But other angles remind me a lot of Coop.
What do you do when you are up at midnight doing skin to skin and nursing in hopes to get blood sugar levels down? Take selfies, that's what! We were up all night getting blood sugar levels (a heel prick) every 2-3 hours. And they kept saying nursing and skin to skin would help so that's what I did.
When she was born her levels was 23 and after they still stayed below 30. Then at 7:40 that night we got 56 which was great. We needed it to stay above 50 for each heel prick. They would continue to test every 2-3 hours until the 24 hour mark. This was not fun for our sweet girl or mommy and daddy who had to witness it. At 10:20pm her level was 53.
Oh that sweet little milk face. We gave her some donor milk to help keep her levels up and she HATED it. She would grimace, gag, and spit it out. The nurse didn't believe me and thought it was the nipple on the bottle but when she witnessed it she agreed. We even tried other methods to give her the milk like dripping it off a spoon or out of a cup and she still hated it. She just wanted her mommy. At the 6am check her numbers were still high so they said we could test every other feeding (~6 hours)
More middle of the night pics with my girl
That morning around 6am Dr Atkins came by for rounds. She said I could be released as soon as Chloe could be. She also informed me that Chloe was IUGR (intrauterine growth restriction) where she actually stopped growing and gaining weight. Dr Atkins words were 'and we missed it'. My first thought of was 'we? who is we? I didn't even know that existed so WE didn't miss anything. YOU missed it.' She said common signs are decreased movement, mom stops gaining weight, and belly measuring small. I actually had those last two but didn't say anything. She is here safely now and that is all that really mattered (assuming there are no long term impacts to our sweet girl).
One thing Kyle and I observed about our girl is that she sneezes all of the time. She sneezed more than 20 times in her first 24 hours. She even continued that for the first week.
Don't you just love that custom blanket I ordered off of Etsy and that big ole' flower!
Chloe was using me as a pacifier and though I didn't mind we were supposed to be on a feeding schedule for the heel pricks (test before each time she ate, so if she ate constantly when do they test?). So we requested a pacifier and learned that the hospital no longer provides pacifiers. I didn't know that so we didn't bring one from home. So I sent Kyle to the store to get the standard blue paci and he came back with his choice of Tommee Tippee. No big deal but it made me laugh that he decided that he wanted those specific ones for her.
During the day on the 2nd they started doing her different tests like newborn screening and hearing test. They also informed us she would require a 90 minute car seat stress test since she is so small. We actually had to bring in our car seat and base. They set them on something that simulates car movement and they monitor her breathing and heartrate.
At 4pm they did the 24 hour check and her blood sugar was 47. NOOOO!!! Now it was confirmed that we would not get to go home. They said we now need 3 in a row above 50 before we could go home. The next two were above 50 but then at 3am it was below again and I just cried. Kyle and I were so frustrated and exhausted. We were so tired of seeing Chloe get her poor heel pricked. By now she has been pricked about 15 times and her little heels were so bruised.
Luckily our nurse was amazing. She came on at 7pm on the 2nd and she hated that we were still there dealing with this stuff. It was her mission to help get us out of there. She believed me when I said Chloe hated the donor milk and as a former NICU nurse she offered to come in for each feeding and do it. This was awesome because it also gave me a chance to get some rest. For the record she still hated the milk and the nurse thought it was pretty funny. She could tell that I was physically and emotionally exhausted and she really took care of us. At 3am when that number was low she was so sad for us. She said 'don't worry about it right now. You all get some rest and I will be back in a while. At 6am she came in and said we were done with the blood sugar tests and we were going home. She had talked to the new pediatrician on call and he agreed that our girl was just fine and we could be released.
The pediatrician did his rounds and checked out our girl. He measured her and said she was actually 18 inches long instead of 17. She was small but mighty and perfect.
They took Chloe for her carseat test and she passed with flying colors. Time to blow the popsicle stand!






























































