Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Sophia and Cobalt




Reflujo

Well, our little darling Sophia just can't seem to be apart from us for a second! Really it turns out that she probably has reflux, which means that she essentially suffers from bad heartburn and puke if we lay her down. Over the weekend Matt and I took turns sitting up with her in the snugli (backpack-like carrier) and trying to sleep on the couch. Nonna came up to visit us and helped to lessen the burden with much love for Sophia Wyona, holding her and giving us a chance to get some sleep. Monday we went back to the pediatrician and have started some medication that appears to be helping although she is currently having some trouble laying down in her crib. Matt is holding her in the snugli playing games on the computer. Sometime this week Sophia gets to have her GI track checked out to make sure everything is in working order. Please keep her in your prayers!

Nonna holding her granddaughter.

Mommy and Sophia.

Daddy and Sophia prepared for reflux disaster.
*Note the 3 burp cloths + towel.


Sunday, September 28, 2008

Our Baby Sophia


Our beautiful little girl wound up having jaundice, so she had to hang out with some serious billy lights. We even had to leave her at the hospital another day while we went home (very hard to do!). Fortunately, the hospital is literally 1 mile from our home. We went back the next day and picked her up along with a special small billy light bed to bring home -- we only needed it for one more day.

Sophia ready to go home!


Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Fashionably Late


We are proud to introduce to you our daughter Sophia Wyona Schultz, born September 15th at 7:26pm. She was 9lbs 7oz and 22 inches long.

Here's our story: She graced us unexpectedly with her presence after we went into the hospital Sunday night so I (Laura, obviously) could receive cervadil and then pitocin in the morning. When I was strapped with monitors we found out that I was already contracting though I couldn't feel it. Then as the night wore on and the cervadil was inserted the contractions became so close together and progressed from uncomfortable to painful that the nurses had to remove the cervadil after a couple hours to try to slow down the contractions (it is supposed to be left for 12 hours). After accepting some pain medication via a needle in the bum (those of you who know me must know that I was really in pain to voluntarily accept a shot), I was just able to sleep through a few contractions. But then a powerful contraction woke me up; I woke up Matt for support through it, and low and behold my water broke and the gushing sensation just wouldn't stop. I started progressing quickly so things were looking good for the woman sans epidural, but then after several hours of labor I had stalled at 6cm. I held out several more hours after receiving some pitocin to help things along, falling completely asleep, sitting up, between contractions that were about 1 1/2 minutes apart. Finally I asked my midwife to check and see how I had progressed -- just 1 cm more. I broke down, and my midwife offered the epidural. I told her I needed to think about it and to come back in 5-10 minutes. There was no need. After the very next contraction I felt I couldn't handle anymore and accepted the needle in the back after about 20 hours of labor. The second contraction after the epidural was simply uncomfortable, and after that I felt nothing and took a nap. I relieved not only myself, but my poor husband and mother who were so faithful helping me through every contraction and suffering themselves since they had to watch me in anguish. How thankful I am for them! And for epidurals! But I truly would not have consented without having felt the pain of labor. The midwife was then able to give me more pitocin and a couple hours later I had pushed out a 9+ lb baby girl. She is awesome. Praise the Lord!

Monday, September 22, 2008