June 30, 2011

Spa Day - At Home

Photo from the Library of Congress Photostream, Photographer: William P. Gottlieb

If you read my last post, you'll remember I was feeling a bit on the shabby side. I'm slightly less horrified by my reflextion after a little TLC that really didn't end up taking as much time as I was thinking it would. Time is at a premium as a new mom and what you can't fit into the span of a nap, gets put off...for WAY too long, in this case.

Obviously the toning is going to take a while - I found this little vid from the always helpful Daily Candy that I think will be a nice addition to the middle of my yoga practice to help whip these abs into shape a bit more quickly. My hair must also wait, but an appointment for the end of next week has been made. I'm feeling a drastic change is needed. Hopefully my stylist is up to the challenge - she's pretty awesome, so I think she will be.

A couple of years ago I would have just scheduled a full day at the spa. But I'm much more practical now (read: married) and our money goes to other things - like my 9 month old and our down payment on a house savings account. So to make myself feel better immediately I plucked my brows, filed my nails and painted my toes. I did a little steam treatment on my face and used some of the expensive eye cream I keep in the back of the medicine cabinet for just such occasions.

To exfoliate my arms and legs I mixed about a cup of sugar with some oil, until it became a paste. You can use olive oil or whatever you have in your cabinet. I like veggie oil because it's cheap and scentless so I can add a few drops of scented oil to make it a bit more luxurious. Add a foot/shoulder rub from my gracious husband and voila! A mini spa day on the cheap. Lovely! Or at the least, lovelier.
June 24, 2011

Maintenance Needed

Photo from the Library of Congress Photostream, Photographer: Marjory Collins (1912-1985) 

I went to get a bathing suit this afternoon and, I must say, it was a sobering experience. This is not just any swim suit season, this is the first swim suit season for me post baby. I am sad to report that after peeling off my baggy layers, I found the place in a sad state of disrepair.

I have actually lost all of my baby weight in the last nine months, plus some. However, I can't take any credit for that. I had a child that nursed pretty much around the clock for the first 4 months and has only dropped a few feedings since. That is a huge calorie burner.

One of the main issues here is that the problem is concealed when clothed, which I am, most of the time. But in that plain black one piece, under the unholy florescent lights it was clear that I am in need of some serious maintenance.

I just stood their pinching the flab that has cropped up under my arms. It's skinny fat. An untoned, jiggly, jello-like substance on my arms, hips and back. It's got to go! Pilates, Bikram Yoga - here I come.

And that's not the only problem. I started looking at my nail beds and my pores. I was once a bi-monthly mani/pedi and monthly facial kind of girl. (Of course, that's what you can do when you're single and make a decent salary.) And I won't even start the multiple areas in need of a good waxing. My esthetician would be ashamed!

I'm not sure if this is a normal thing that happens to new moms, because we put so much energy towards the baby or if it's because I'm working from home and don't feel any pressure to keep up with the standards that society imposes on women. Whatever the case I don't remember dropping the ball, but something must be done. In fact, I have a date with a nail file, right this minute.
June 23, 2011

Birth Story - Jordyn Lee

Progress on the teething issues: We have movement! Bottom two have broken through.  This gave him relief for about a day and a half and the tops are paining him again. They are close. I know it. Although now we are dealing with some serious diaper rash.  I hope he'll be sleeping again in a week or so. And I can post regularly again. So while I'm dealing with those issues, let's move along with Baby Momma series! Our third amazing birth is Jordyn Lee!
Jana, Jordyn's mom, is 28 and lives in Waynesville, MO with her husband, Kenny and their six year old daughter, Kailey.  Jana is a full time psychology student, mother and Army wife.

Jordyn was born on Oct. 4, 2010 and is now 8 months old. Here's Jana...
Since this was my 2nd child, I already had in mind what type of birth I wanted. My plan was to go into labor at home, once my contractions were 5 minutes apart, go to the hospital and get my epidural when I needed it. But, I guess someone had other plans. My story goes like this...

After trying for a year, my husband Kenny and I were finally pregnant with our 2nd child. My pregnancy was great. I gained a total of 20 lbs and my blood pressure was perfect. This was a big deal since during my 1st pregnancy I had to be induced at 37 weeks because of preeclampsia. 
At my 38 week check up, I was 1 cm dilated and 80% effaced. My doctor informed me that since this was my second child, I could schedule to be induced on my due date. My goal was to try and go into labor on my own but since he offered, I decided to have him schedule it just in case. The only stipulation was that we had to call at 5:00 am the morning of to see if they had room. If they didn't, I would have to wait. 

During the last 2 weeks, I tried everything. Walking, sex, Castor Oil, stripping the membranes (twice) etc... Although, this did bring on strong contractions, they weren't consistent and eventually went away. The morning of October 4th Kenny called in and they had the room. Once we got there, they put us in a room but my doctor didn't write any instructions in my chart so they had to wait for him to get there at 7:30am. 8:00am he comes into my room and checks me. I'm still only 1 cm and about 90% effaced. Also, the baby hadn't dropped. At this point, he didn't see any reason to induce me. I started balling! I think I made him feel bad because he decided to do an ultrasound to make sure everything looked OK. 

While looking at the ultrasound, he noticed that half of my placenta was calcified. In other words, it looked like a loofah sponge. This normally happens to women who smoke (which I do not) and have high blood pressure. After seeing this, he said there was no way I was going home now.  The nurses started my IV of Pitocin right away. A few hours later, they stop my Pitocin because I'm having strong contractions on my own. Around this time, my water broke on its own.  

Around 6:00pm, the doctor came in to check me. I was 6 cm dilated and the contractions were getting pretty intense.  I knew it was time for my epidural. The anesthesiologist came in about 30 minutes later and after three tries, she got it. A couple minutes later I started feeling really light headed, nauseated, and started seeing spots. My blood pressure was dropping. The nurses all started rushing around me at this point administering medication to reverse this. After about 10 minutes I was OK. 

8:00pm the doctor came in to check me again. I was still 6 cm.  He informed me that if I didn't progress in the next couple hours, I would have to have a c-section. 8:20pm the doctor rushes in my room and tells me to lay on my left side. He had been watching my monitors from the nurses station and noticed that her heart rate would drop as each contraction hit.  There was no way around it, I had to have a c-section. 

As Kenny was getting scrubbed up, I was wheeled back to surgery. I have never had surgery so I was terrified. While laying there,  I noticed that I could feel every contraction on my left side. As they increased my epidural, I could still feel it. The doctor said I would have to be put under. The mask was put on my face and I was told to count from 10-1. I think I made it to 7.

At 9:11pm on October 4, 2010 Jordyn Lee was born. I woke up around 10pm. Kenny came into the recovery room a couple minutes later. He said because I had to be put completely under, he wasn't allowed to be in the room with me. He had to watch from the little window in the door. 

Two hours later (about midnight) Kenny and I decided to go to bed. As I was laying there, I noticed that she spit up again. I turned on the light so that I could clean her up and noticed that it was light green. I called the nurse into the room. Since our hospital doesn't have a nursery the nurse decided to take her into the nurses station and watch her.  At 3am, I was awoke by the doctor. As I was trying to wake up, she informed me that Jordyn had spit up again several times and it was green. They decided the best thing to do was ship her to the Children's Hospital two hours away because they didn't know what was wrong with her. Also, the ambulance was already on the way. 

Kenny woke up in the middle of that conversation, and jumped up to get dressed. He was going to follow the ambulance down there and I was going to meet him once they discharged me later that day. 
At 5:00am the ambulance took my baby girl to the Children's hospital as I stayed behind.  That was one of the hardest things I had ever done...

Once I arrived at the Children's Hospital, the doctor sat down with Kenny and I to explain the 3 things they thought it could be: Constipation, Hirschsprung's disease, or Cystic Fibrosis. Two days later, after several tests they found out it was Hirschsprung's disease. Basically, some of the nerves in her large intestine weren't sending signals up to the brain. The only cure for that is surgery.  

 Jordyn, right after surgery. Heartbreak.

On Tuesday October 12th, Jordyn had surgery. Kenny and I were terrified but the nurses kept us very informed and even called us from the surgery room to keep me updated on everything. Within two hours, they found the part of her large intestine that wasn't working and removed it. The surgery was supposed to take about 6-8 hours but only took 4. Jordyn did great in surgery and recovered fast. After almost two weeks in the NICU, Jordyn was able to come home. 

I'm happy to report that Jordyn is a happy and very healthy little 8 month old. Thank you for sharing your story, Jana! 
June 20, 2011

Two Year Anniversary

He's PBR, I'm champagne (in a wine glass)

We'd walked down the aisle before, but this time we'd known eachother for more than 12 hours. Two years ago today I said, "Yes, Please!" and Hillary and I began our life as Team Rust. In that time we've moved from LA to Louisville and have taken great care to make it our home. Maybe most importanly, we grew our team from two to three - because who wants to take things slowly?

I have more fun on a daily basis with and because of Hillary and Beckett than is probably legal. I wouldn't change a single moment of the last 2 years, not even the bumps. I can't wait to find out what's next.

I love you, HDR. Thank you!
June 7, 2011

Teething Troubles

My posting has been halted lately because all my spare time seems to be taken up soothing my poor, darling Becks. I think he may be having the most difficult teething experience of any baby, ever in the history of babies with teeth. According to his Ped he's been teething since his third month - that's five months of drooly, cranky baby.

Bouts of pain have come and gone over the last few months and to his credit he's happy most of the time, but this past week has been rough.

His top and bottom front theethers (baby talk is nearly mandatory) are so close to the surface I can practically see them, but they just won't bust out. We give him things to chew on, Sophie le Giraffe just isn't cutting it these days. Cold rags, Tylenol, even his own knuckles, which he rakes across his gums like he's playing the harmonica, don't ease his pain.

I fully expect all of his napping issues (frequent waking and a hard time going down) to completely disappear and he'll be the perfect napper and the happiest, pain free baby in the house as soon as those little guys make an appearance. Be free, little teeth, be free!