1 month

This is where I write something meaningful about all that has happened in the last month. 

Except I don’t have time for that. 

Let this photo suffice instead. 

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4 lbs 13 oz at the doc today. The nurse who wrote it down cheered that EMM had gained 10 oz in one week. It was a real “Go Team!” moment. 

EMM pooped and peed on me in the exam room as we got ready to take her out and get weighed. While I cleaned up after her, my husband said he was hoping for 4 lbs 12 or 13. 

The woman who weighed EMM initially said she was 4 lbs 11 oz. I asked my husband if he was disappointed and told the woman what he had been hoping for. She looked at the scale again (which I could see because I was standing next to her). 

Oh. I was wrong. She’s 4 lbs 13 oz. 

See. Go team. 

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It only took more than a week, but BGL did finally get her first bath. And she handled it like pretty much everything else. A champ. 

See below for evidence. 

Should I be calling her EMM instead of BGL now?

One advantage of having your baby in the NICU: much easier to shower every day. 

Don’t say the sleep thing because I wasn’t getting a whole lot more sleep. Some more but not much. 

One advantage of having your baby out of the NICU: too many to list. 

Today is my father’s birthday. Back when we thought this pregnancy would last longer, I told my husband it would be a good thing to schedule the induction today. And maybe have the baby on his birthday. 

I have felt strongly since being admitted to the hospital that BGL (EMM) and my dad know each other. That they have a close relationship. Have spent time together. It maybe have been during the mag-induced fog of the first couple of days at the hospital that this idea really settled on me, but I believe it no less strongly. 

My older sister is coming to visit for about a week. She gets here late Friday night. My other sister is bringing her from the airport. I am so eager for them to arrive. 

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I have been having unexplained but regular bloody noses. Is it fatigue? I know it’s not because I’m pregnant. Because I’m not. Of that I am certain. 

My daughter projectile poops on me basically once per day. Usually right after I’ve put on a clean shirt. So if you see me and I’m wearing a crummy shirt and no bra, it’s because I’m protecting my bra and decent clothes from pooh stains. 

I wish I had taken a picture of her big (relatively speaking and round belly that sticks out on the sides from the rest of her body. Maybe next time. It was so pronounced tonight when I was changing her out of her peed clothes and into dry ones. 

BGL makes A LOT of noise when she sleeps. Grunting and wheezing and snorting and so on. Her sneezes don’t sound like sneezes; her sneezes sound like something is wrong. My husband and I have both thought so on separate occurrences of her little sneeze. 

I know what her “I’m hungry and I’m not going to take it anymore” cry sounds like. So does her brother. He is handling her crying surprisingly well. It hardly upsets him. And he doesn’t cry over it. Which is quite unexpected based on previous behavior. And previous statements that he has made. I’m sure his nursery teacher would be shocked to learn that he remains calm when his sister is wailing. 

I told our next door neighbor about our new arrival today. She didn’t even know I’d had been pregnant. That should tell you what a recluse I was during the winter and how much I wasn’t yet showing in the spring. Turns out her son was born at 30 weeks when her preeclampsia turned to eclampsia and she started having seizures. We commiserated briefly about magnesium sulfate. 

Preemies are everywhere. I’m sure my mom will tell you the same. 

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What breastfeeding looks likeĀ 

I’ve already said I pump 8 times a day. That’s still true. 

I also put BGL on the breast 4-5 times a day. We are both still learning, but I believe I can tell that she is getting stronger and better at what she’s trying to do. 

I have been doing football hold exclusively. Today I tried cross cradle on the left side and had more success than ever before. 

My left breast is known to be a curmudgeon of sorts. Unwilling to put out without A LOT of coaxing. BGL is not much of a coaxer yet. 

I’ve had clogged milk ducts on the left. Pumped and pumped and pumped my way through that. Including a long and miraculous pumping session. 

Thrush has now made an appearance. Ugh. There is discomfort. That’s for sure. Haven’t decided on a treatment yet. BGL is already being plied with nystatin. Hope it works for her. I have not been officially diagnosed but I’m pretty sure. 


In spite of these challenges and annoyances, BGL is gaining weight: 4 lbs 9 oz at the doc this morning. 

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2w6d or day 3 at home

We had our first outing today with BGL. If going to the pediatrician can be called an outing. 

She’s an inch longer than she was at birth. Little weed is already 17.5 inches. 

BGL also has gained 3 ounces since her last weigh-in at the NICU. She’s now a whopping 4 lbs 3 oz. 

I’m ready for her to be strong enough and old enough that she can figure out breastfeeding so I don’t have to pump so much anymore. Especially throughout the night. My husband helps me remember to be patient and hopeful. And patient. 

Pumping does afford me the opportunity to post these pictures of our little nugget. And I’m sure we’re all grateful for that. 

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Jiggity jigĀ 

4 lbs even (1820 grams). That’s how much BGL weighs today. On her discharge day. 

That’s right. People. We are home. The Larsens are all together. 

I cried when we left. Those nurses, I tell you. I love them. So much. 

But not enough to take pictures of them. Oops. I wish I had done that. I want to tell my little girl all about all the wonderful women who took care of her for the first 19 days of her life. Add Elena and Diane and Keri and Diane (another one) to the list. And Laura. And Megan. And Amy. 

During discharge we were urged to keep BGL at home and away from people and germs for a couple of months. (Makes me really excited about our pediatrician appointments.) So we are going to be those parents for a while. Wish us luck that we all stay healthy and that people don’t hate us by the end for being so hyper about keeping our little girl (and son) healthy until she’s bigger and stronger and able to handle a measly little cold. 

Oh, and now that we’re home, I don’t expect to be able to update this blog as often. Just a hunch. 

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