September 14, 2008
Doesn't the title of this blog sound like a sitcom? That's fitting, especially with the morning events I'd like to share, starring the Janney kids, as themselves.
Daisy and Paul were playing baseball in the house... yes, in the house. I can just see the other mothers and grandmothers who read this blog cringing, however, Paul is really good about how they play and so far nothing has been broken or destroyed. Daisy, in her Colorado Rockies ball cap and purple Barbie nightgown with wispy "wings" around her waist, would throw the ball to Paul (left-handed no less!), then "run the bases," slide into home and chirp up, "I'm a ballerina!"
While they were playing ball, Caleb was finishing up his breakfast of a biscuit, eggs, pancakes and apple juice by spitting the apple juice out and making raspberries in the process. I decided they both needed a bath (especially Caleb) and started running the water with bubbles, thank you very much. I said, "Daisy, you want a bath?" And she said, "no, I play baseball."
Well, Caleb was getting in either way (the boy was rank). Luckily Paul convinced her to take a bath by telling her that all baseball players take baths.
After a good scrub down, she and Caleb were both soaking in the large, jacuzzi tub that is supposed to be mine (that's another story) and playing with the toys that we have seen fit to dump in with them. One of these said toys was a plastic shark. Daisy was helping the shark swim around the tub and it was at this point that Caleb decided to stand up. No sooner had he stood up than Daisy sort of stuck the shark into his hind quarters. He hardly noticed but I found myself saying, "Daisy, please don't put the shark up your brother's butt."
If you had told me years ago that I would ever say anything about a shark being up someone's butt...
These are truly the moments that make you realize that kids rule. :)
I hope the world is treating you well dear reader, and thanks as always for checking in with the Janney's!
Posted by sam at 09:10 AM
July 14, 2007
Courtesy of Daisy's auntie Jenna...I give you dear readers of Janney Family the "icky poop" t-shirt. Happy Saturday.
Posted by paul at 03:20 PM
March 24, 2007
Hey! What's the deal here? There hasn't been a Daisy update in ages! This is not cool mom and dad! Yes, I know a new member of the family is on the way and everything is on track for one healthy boy, but c'mon. This is ridiculous! humph! People need their Daisy fix. Suppose I'll do it for them.
Anyway, mom's doing well, the baby is doing well, but most importantly I'm turning out to be a super kid who's walking and talking even better then dad. lol. I can't wait to meet my new brother who I'm sure will be a superstar just like his sweet, big sister - me. I think that's it for now. Oh, I almost forgot! I went to Cheyenne's only beach the other day and learned not only do I like sand now, but I couldn't resist trying to play with the ducks in the lake. I couldn't believe it though when mom and dad pulled me away. It was a major bummer to say the least. I guess I'll just need to wait until it's warmer. By the way, I'll see if one of my poor, tired, old parents can post next time.
Until then, enjoy the pic I personally selected for my first post.
Posted by paul at 08:56 AM
July 11, 2006
A while back I wrote a "Daisy 101" blog where friends and family could learn more about our sweet turnip, Dilly D. Well as most babies do, she is growing up and therefore I have an advanced lesson for you all called Daisy Eileen 201.
Daisy's vocabulary is growing like crazy. She now says: hi, hey, dad, dada, daddy, mama, go, oh boy, thank you and butt (my personal favorite).
Daisy can play her "toy" piano with one finger on each hand and sings while she plays her music. She does not bang on the keyboard like you would expect, she is extremely exact with which key she hits and when she hits it.
Daisy is enrolled in a music class through Gymboree and she is the only baby in this class who sings along with the songs and claps her hands.
She has started to curl up on her side when she sleeps at night. I know this because most nights, after around 4am she is curled up asleep on my side of the bed.
Daisy loves to stand and is able to pull herself up holding on to our hands.
Daisy has started eating more solid foods including ginger snaps, apples, plums, crackers, ice cream (twist no less), yogurt, Naan (Indian bread) and the good old stand-bys veggie puffs and wagon wheels.
Daisy has two teeth on the bottom in front and three more are popping in up front on top. She is starting to look like a little Dracula.
She loves to go for car rides and sings along (in Daisy babble) with Johnny Cash, Ella Fitzgerald, Madonna, Patsy Cline, Willie Nelson, almost anything Motown and many many more.
Daisy is not a huge fan of sand.
Daisy's nicknames include: D, Little D, Dilly, Deedle, Dilly D, DD, Daze, Daz-i-leen, Stinker, Turkey, Turnip, Sweet Potato, Chicken... basically anything that pops out of our mouths can become a nickname.
Daisy's hair is officially long enough to put tiny tiny tiny barrettes and clips in - WHOOHOO!
Daisy is wearing mostly sz 12 month clothing, which is a big deal considering that she is "developmentally" only 9 1/2 months old. She is long and lean, just like her daddy.
Most importantly, Daisy is a happy, healthy, ROBUST (our peds word!), sensitive, loving little girl who enjoys just being with her family and exploring the world around her. I continue to be amazed by her fire, her heart and her sweet spirit.
Posted by sam at 03:45 PM
June 19, 2006
Hello! I just wanted to post a picture of Daisy sporting her new, favorite pajamas.
Posted by sam at 03:52 PM
June 04, 2006
About a month ago I bought Daisy a toy drum. When I brought it home she looked at me like I was nuts so I put it aside. Lately though, Daisy has figured out that pounding on things and making noise is fun fun fun, so the drum has become one of her favorite things. It counts and goes through the alphabet as she drums away, smiling, babbling and giggling.
She's our 11-month-old drummer girl.
Posted by sam at 01:01 PM
February 22, 2006
Like father like daughter. Over the weekend, I couldn't resist picking up Daisy's first pair of kix at the Nike Outlet in the Milpitas Great Mall. These particular shoes are a size 2, a little big, but that allows for some needed growing room. Speaking of growing room, Daisy blew past 13lbs and is a lengthy 25-inches now. Her new Dr., her third one in two months, even commented that she is really starting to catch up with her full-term brethen. Give 'em hell Daisy. Enjoy the pic.
Posted by paul at 08:41 PM
February 18, 2006
Today was a big day for Miss Daisy as she finally got her first taste of shopping with a trip to San Jose's Santana Row. First and foremost, this is an outdoor shopping district and secondly, we walked it early Saturday morning and only window shopped - no in-store fun was had. Sam used our cell phone to snap a quick pic of me 'n Daisy so everyone could enjoy a momento of this historic occasion.
Posted by paul at 03:05 PM
February 15, 2006
Do you find yourself wondering what a day in the life of Daisy and Sam is like? If so then THIS is the blog for you!
As Daisy continues to grow each day becomes a bit more interesting with this "Stay at Home Mom" gig. Most days we are up and at 'em by 7 a.m., she eats at least 5 ouces of formula then we're off to take a nap... the both of us! I really don't sleep, but I lay with her and relax while she snoozes like an old man.
As Daisy continues to grow each day becomes a bit more interesting with this "Stay at Home Mom" gig. Most days we are up and at 'em by 7 a.m., she eats at least 5 ouces of formula then we're off to take a nap... the both of us! I really don't sleep, but I lay with her and relax while she snoozes like an old man.
After the diva decides to wake up, usually around 8:45 or so, we venture to the living room for some teletubbies and breakfast for mom. Daisy sits on the couch reading her Elmo or Peek a Boo book while I eat my Rice Krispies. Of course she spends a lot of time eyeballing my cereal and I remind her that she's not quite ready for this type of rice cereal just yet.
Around 9:30 I make her some rice cereal and add a little sweet potatoe to it, she will then eat about a tablespoon or so (while wearing another tablespoon on her face) and then she'll scarf down another 5 ounce bottle of formula. Once she has eaten we break out the baby gym and she exercises, hitting her blocks which makes the star play a song... over and over again. She also spends a great deal of time making raspberries at me and drooling everywhere.
(I won't mention the dozen or so times I change her diaper during the day, or what evils may lay within those diapers, just know we go through a LOT of diapers these days.)
She'll eat lunch around 12 then we watch an hour of "I Love Lucy," during which time she usually will drift off and sleep for about an hour. She has lots of horsie rides on my lap and her tummy gets gobbled up quite a bit during the afternoon, in the middle of bottles and diaper changes. Daddy comes home around 5:30 and Daisy is in for even more playing with him.
During the evening she spends a lot of time with daddy, which gives me a bit of a break. Then bedtime comes along and we spend time holding and rocking the princess until she is ready for bed. She drifts to sleep in her crib and dreams sweet baby dreams which in my opinion include giant bottles, ponies and being able to drive the Yukon.
Just a typical day in the life of Daisy doodle. :)
Posted by sam at 06:18 PM
January 27, 2006
On Tuesday I braved California traffic (for a whopping 4 miles) to take Daisy to her six-month check-up. Yes, she is SIX MONTHS OLD. Seems like only yesterday I was sitting next to her Isolette watching her tiny little hands grip my pinky finger, and yet here she is, a 12 pound, 25 inch miracle sitting in her bumbo playing with daddy and her worm.
At her check-up she was, as I said, 12 pounds and 25 inches long. The doc was very pleased with her progress and said that since she has been eating between 28-32+ ounces consistently each day we could start her on solids! So we've been giving her a little cereal and although she's not crazy about it, as with everything else, she comes through like a trooper. Next we will try veggies, probably starting with sweet potatos or carrots.
She also had more shots - that makes four in the last week and a half with her first flu shot and synagis last week. I still think I cry more than she does when they poke her, however my tears aren't quite as dramatic. If it was acceptable for a grown woman to cry like Daisy does I could probably give her a run for her money.
As I come to the end of this blog she is now sitting in one of her favorite places, her daddy's lap, doing one of her favorite things, eating. ;) I am so proud of our not-so-little flower, she's getting to be so big! What they say is true, they grow up fast, next thing I know she'll be asking to borrow the keys to the truck and I'll be missing these days of bottles and nuk nuks.
Posted by sam at 08:21 PM
December 17, 2005
Here's a photo op we had to take advantage of - I think it also illustrates how stir crazy both Sam and I are. When do we leave? Anyway, enjoy the pic of thug baby r's us.
Posted by paul at 01:19 PM
December 13, 2005
Nothing much to say about this post, other than enjoy the photo of me and Little-D.
Posted by paul at 09:51 AM
December 07, 2005
Back in March, at my one and only baby shower, one of Paul's eight aunts and uncles (the Hupps) gave "the baby" a Jumperoo. Not sure if you have seen these things, but they are the Cadillac of baby jump seats. Crazy seat, with lights, music, toys to play with - we're talking baby luxury. At the time I was so excited to get it, and I remember thinking "this is going into the basement for at least a year."
Well yesterday as I was going through things for the move, I came across the ol' Jumperoo and started reading the box. Apparently there is no real age requirement for said Jumperoo, just that the child must have head control to use it. I thought to myself, "Hey, Daisy has good head control, what the heck!"
So I dragged this contraption up from the basement and started putting it together - bless Fisher Price because they make everything easy to assemble. Daisy sat in her car seat watching me like I was a freak, but she definitely had interest in all of the bright and shiny things I was "playing" with.
Then came the moment of truth, would she be able to sit in the Jumperoo. I started to slide her into the cute little orange, kangaroo covered chair and at first she looked COMPLETELY and TOTALLy panicked. And of course, she's not quite heavy enough to really bring the seat down low enough for her to push off and literally jump alone. It was so funny, her little legs hanging out of the bottom of the seat.
So I helped her bounce, and turned on all of the bells and whistles - she was hysterical. After a while she was sort of moving her body back and forth even when I wasn't bouncing her, trying to make it go. Dad took a couple pictures of her while she was in it last night, and I've posted my favorite.
Posted by sam at 08:20 PM
December 05, 2005
Sam and I felt the site had been lacking in a new Daisy photo so here you go! This was taken last Friday when mom propped up little-D to see what she thought of relaxing on the couch like an adult. Survey says? She liked it!
Posted by paul at 09:43 PM
November 27, 2005
When we first brought Daisy home and she didn't want to sleep at night I scoffed when folks told me to cherish this time because they grow up so quickly. I thought to myself that time was going by so slowly, especially at 2 in the morning when my eyes burned from lack of sleep. Little did I know how right everyone was - she is growing up so fast!
Daisy decided to dazzle us last night and produced her very first giggle! I was very flattered because she giggled while I was making faces at her - I wonder what that says about my mug?
She has also started to grab at toys and she loves to play with the strings on daddy's sweatshirts. While she sits in her swing she likes to stare at the fishies above which Paul has named Jennifer, Lorraine, Samantha and Christine. We're amazed by just how aware of her surroundings she has become.
Her nights are really going well, she sleeps from 10-3, gets up for some chow then back to sleep, usually until 6-7. Daddy was able to get her to sleep in big time on Thanksgiving, until 8!
It's been such a wonderful journey and each day brings even more firsts for our little girl. Time is flying by, I wonder how I can get it to slow down a little.
Posted by sam at 10:29 AM
November 17, 2005
Sam happened to snap this photo yesterday of Miss Daisy grinnin' away and we just had to share it.
We also received more good news on her health the other day as well, as she was semi-graduated from her birth-to-3 class already. Both her Social Worker and Physical Therapist thought she was right were she needed to be for her adjusted age of two months. Needless to say we were, and still are, some mighty proud parents. You go Daisy.
Posted by paul at 09:10 PM
November 08, 2005
November 15th will be a day that we both hold very near and dear to our hearts because we owe so much to the March of Dimes and the research they have conducted, which has played a huge part in the saving of our daughter Daisy's life. Like many of you, we were ignorant of the facts of prematurity, that 1 in every 8 births is due to prematurity and of those born early, roughly 80% survive.
In honor of Prematurity Awareness Day, we have turned the background of the Janney family Web site pink and placed a banner in the lower right-side nav to honor the pink and blue. Feel free to click on the banner, or links in this post, to learn more about Prematurity Awareness Day and what you can do on Nov. 15 to raise public awareness.
This is our way of thanking the March of Dimes for their endless quest to help save the lives of these tiny babies, and for teaching us what love, medicine and hope can accomplish.
11.08.05 / Daisy Janney / born 07.03.05 / 2lbs-8oz / Samantha Janney
Posted by sam at 09:10 PM
November 07, 2005
[Ed. Note: Yet another installment from my blog on the March of Dimes web site. I wrote this post on Aug. 31 right after Grandma Connie, Aunt Jena and Great Aunt Edie came out for a visit. Hope you enjoy!]
Yesterday was just wonderful. They let us "unplug" Daisy and head to a family room for her 2:30 "second lunch." Daddy fed her and she took a whole 54 cc's (after having taken 50 cc's at her prior feeding). Then grandma held her for a bit because it was almost time for her to catch her cab to the hospital.
Finally, grammy handed me lil Daisy and she and Paul went down so Connie could catch her cab. For about 20 minutes it was just me and Daisy, no nurse, no monitor, just me and my sweet lil flower. It was one of the most beautiful moments of my life. I wasn't afraid to touch and hold her, and I kept talking to her quietly, telling how absolutely and tremendously proud of her mommy and daddy are, how lovely she is, how brilliant she is and will be, and that she didn't need to worry about anything, that was my job. She curled up and slept, grunting, groaning and stretching every once in a while. I had the most amazing sense of being her mother... finally. What love you have for your children, just when you think it can't get much deeper and truer, it hits you again and again.
The physical therapist came into the family room to meet with us, so I was able to hold Daisy during that meeting as well. She said that her side preference has really improved and that she's not overly concerned about it. She also doesn't need to see Daisy for six months, she said that if she felt that there was an evident problem we'd meet much sooner, so we felt really good. The PT was so reassuring and supportive - she brought up a "Birth to 3" class with us, and we said ABSOLUTELY. Anything Daisy might need to grow and become the sweet lil diva she is meant to be. It sounds like in our state the team will actually come to your home, especially during the winter months so you don't have to bring your little one out into the nasty cold/flu season.
Today is our big "care conference," I keep trying to think of everything I need to ask about her care at home. I hope we don't forget something important - sounds like we might get a tentative "homecoming date" in this meeting - we'll see. Neither of us want to rush Daisy, we just want her to be healthy. But ya know, I've gotta admit, I REALLY MISS HER.
Posted by sam at 07:03 PM
November 06, 2005
It's been awhile since either Sam or I have posted, so there a few things to catch up on.
First off, Halloween and what went down at our infamous corner home. Good stuff...
Ma 'n Pa Janney made the trek from out west for the weekend, which freed us up to decorate in the same fashion we've become known for the last 3 years - pumpkin tree, strobes and of course a lot of tombstones and pumpkins in the yard. The new addition to the display was a full-size skeleton hanging from the front porch. I was a little worried about smaller kids would react, but I don't think they even noticed. It's funny, but most of the kids react to the strobes more than anything else. In fact, every year it seems like, one or two of them swear to Sam that we have ghosts on our second floor.
After it was all said and done we had gone through almost 20 bags of candy and close to 250 trick'er treat'rs! It was the most successful night we've had since moving to Mineral Point. It also helps we live on a high-traffic corner.
Now for your Daisy fix...
As for Little-D Janney, she continues to chug along the road of life and grow, grow, grow. We'll have an official weight and height on Tuesday following her home-health nurse visit. Other than that, she's started to react to both Sam and I on a regular basis by tracking us visually and letting out little smiles here and there. Her feedings have also gone well as every now and then she chugs down 90cc's (3 ounces). She's also cut us some slack at night, but sleeping anywhere from 5-6 hours at a time. I know mom is very thankful for that. Enjoy the latest pic of Daisy doing what she does best!
Posted by paul at 11:07 AM
October 30, 2005
[Ed. Note: Yet another installment from my blog on the March of Dimes web site. I wrote this post on Aug. 17 and it details Daisy's discontinuation of caffiene (used to remind her to breath) inconjunction with lowering of her 02 - again. Here feeding growth is also detailed.]
Yesterday when we got to the hospital her nurse Judy (my favorite nurse in the NICU) told us that they had made one big change in orders that morning. NO MORE CAFFIENE! They are not only weaning her from her O2 (30 cc's now) but the caffeine as well - whoohoo! So now we have a decaffeinated baby. Only parents of preemies would think that's funny ya know.
Daddy got to nipple her yesterday, and she took 15 cc's with him after having taken 20 cc's during her "second breakfast." It's so much better to feed her with a bottle than push the plunger on the syringe. She let her daddy hold her, and for the first 15 minutes or so, each time he tried to take the bottle away she'd suck like crazy. After a bit we could tell she just wanted to sleep, so Judy put the rest of her grub in the syringe. I'm just so happy that she took as much as she did.
I'm going to give the hospital a jingle shortly to check on her blood gasses - they have been really good, even without the extra O2, so hopefully she will continue that trend.
Daisy also got some new neighbors yesterday - the twins we were originally with went home and now, we have new twins! They were both due on Daisy's original due date, born at 34 weeks though. IT was exciting to see that Daisy is really keeping pace with them, weighing only 2 ounces less than the smaller one. Oh, speaking of weight, even with her poopies yesterday (four of them!) she still gained another 1/2 ounce, so she's almost 4 pounds 13 ounces today.
Well, I am off to start my day and perhaps head to the hospital a little earlier than usual. Hope you're all well.
Posted by sam at 08:23 AM
October 26, 2005
Since Harmon, our Parson Rusell Terrier, came home he has proven to be quite the little helper with Miss Daisy. When he wiggled his little tail in the door last Sunday we were happy to see that he was well behaved, little did we know that he would soon prove to be the "mother dog." He tends to Daisy quite a bit, guarding her, sleeping next to her, even giving her sweet puppy kisses. If he could change diapers and make bottles he could be our nanny! Daisy seems fascinated with him, especially his nose because we have to cotinually stop her from sucking on it. What a treat for our "Little D," to find a best friend this early in life.
Posted by paul at 08:36 PM
October 25, 2005
[Ed. Note: Yet another installment from my blog on the March of Dimes web site. I wrote this about three weeks before they sent our little girl home. Connie and Jenna came out to visit and to offer their support and I felt that I had to blog about it. Hope you enjoy.]
What a great time we've had with "Nana" and Aunt Jenna. I think they've both held her for at least two hours each, and she really relaxes in granny's arms. The spoiling has already begun, I swear, this little girl has more clothes than I do!
Exciting news... today when we showed up for our afternoon visit I noticed right away that the oxygen saturation line on the monitor was gone. I looked at Judy and she said, "Wow, you sure noticed that fast. Yup, they've stopped watching her saturations." I swear, I jumped and danced around that room for a good minute. WHOOHOO!!! Our biggest worry, our biggest concern, finally I can stop staring at that blasted blue line!
Her blood pressure was really good this evening too. I don't want to get too excited, but Judy said something that got me to thinking it could be soon. A few weeks ago they did Daisy's hearing test, one ear passed right away, and the other said to retest. Well, all along they've been telling me they'll wait until right before she comes home to retest her other ear, to give it plenty of time to drain after the O2 was off. Judy says to me "This week she has her eye test and her hearing test, plus the physical therapist will probably see her as well." Now, I know I shouldn't make too much of this, but well, they SAID they wouldn't test her until right before she comes home AND the PT just said she'd want to see her once more before she comes home. Could it be that they are thinking she might come home next week?!?! I'm scared to ask, and I'm scared to hope... but that would be so wonderful.
Out of her last 8 feedings, she has taken 5 by bottle - we're getting there! Oh, sometimes she takes more than her "prescribed" 45 cc's - even taking 50 cc's here and there. She's a little feeder and grower. I think she'll hit 5 and a half pounds tonight.
I just want to hold her and hold her and then hold her some more - she's the most amazing, beautiful wonderful thing I have ever done, I am so proud of her.
I hope you're all having a nice weekend - I'll keep you posted.
Posted by sam at 10:12 PM
October 22, 2005
Yesterday, Oct. 21, Daisy celebrated her one month age adjusted birthday as her original due date was Sept. 21. Daisy spent this momentous occasion by eating, sleeping, crying and farting - basically, doing all the things a full term baby is expected to do. Her only connection to her preemie start that day was she received her first synagis shot. Boy was she excited. Honestly, I think it was harder on mom then little 'ol Daisy :) Happy ONE MONTH Daisy and enjoy the pics!
Posted by paul at 01:28 PM
October 18, 2005
[Ed. Note: Yet another installment from my blog on the March of Dimes web site. I wrote this about a month and a half before they sent our little girl home. Often times the NICU experience is compared to a roller coaster ride, with good reason.]
Well, I was a little concerned about her blood pressure and the need for them to increase her O2 overnight, so I called the doc. He said those dreaded words right away, "I'm glad you called because I was going to call you." MY HEART DROPPED. You never want them to call you, ya know?
Turns out that Daisy has a mild case of Chronic Lung Disease - he said that he had hoped that she would grow out of it by now, and that it wasn't anything to be overly worried about and that they would just be monitoring her. First of all I didn't know she EVEN HAD IT to grow out of?!?!
He also said that the higher blood pressure readings could go hand-in-hand with the chronic lung disease, but they would be doing more tests to make sure that everything else in her body is doing what it's supposed to. He assured me that she is doing very well and that she will grow out of all of this, he mentioned that at this age babies only really have about 5% of their lung tissue and that it will improve as she grows. I just feel so scared now - funny, last night I started getting excited about her not having any spells for 48 hours and now I can't seem to stop crying.
Do most babies born before 30 wks get chronic lung disease? Will her heart be okay??? She is on the nasal canula at 2 litres, O2 between 26-30% - is that a lot??? I just wish someone could tell me if she's going to be okay - the doc said they weren't overly concerned, that it's very mild and she'll outgrow it but still.. so scared. I swear, if I hear the words, "Well, she's little" or "She'll outgrow it" one more time I may pull all of the hair OUT of my head.
Awww well, back on this dreaded roller coaster again.
Posted by sam at 03:05 PM
October 15, 2005
If you were ever curious as to what happens to parents who are homebound with a newborn preemie, check out the following movie of Daisy (4.6mb) hanging out with mom.
Posted by paul at 04:13 PM
October 14, 2005
[Ed. note: This was taken from my 'blog' on the March of Dimes Web site from August 2 of this year. It gives a small glimpse into the mind and heart of a parent of a baby in the NICU]
Daisy is doing very well today - I had a rough night but she did awesome. I found out about 9:30 last night that the nurse who was with her last time she bottomed out (16 spells in a day) was there overnight again. Now, logically I know it's not the nurse's fault that Daisy had more spells than usual, but somehow inside I was convinced that this woman was the cause.
Also, she had "forgotten" Daisy was off the CPAP for almost a half hour more than she was supposed to be. Daisy did great, which should make me happy, but it scared me because what if she forgot to put her back on later in the night? Or forgot something else?!?
I was very good and didn't call her during the night, but I did call about 5:30 this morning. She hadn't had one spell all night!! Not one!! Okay, so I owe this woman karmically for doubting her abilities, she had no idea I doubted her so I can't apologize to her openly. PLUS, I just called to check on her (10:00 am CST) and still, no spells!!! This means it's been over 24 hours since her last spell - yesterday she had a total of 4. Today, zero, zilch, nada - NOT ONE!!! That's the longest she's ever gone without a spell, I can't believe it.
When I found out I was in a hallway at work and I swear, I almost danced back to my seat. Her daddy is in a meeting right now so I can't give him the good news, and it's DRIVING ME CRAZY because I want him to know how good a job his daughter is doing. I am so proud of her - I hope she knows this.
We are heading to the NICU this afternoon, hopefully she can come out of her Isolette for her "elevensies" - yes, my daughter eats like a hobbit. She has already had her second breakfast for the day...
Thank God for days like this, they really balance out the harder ones. These are the days when I tell myself we are going to get through this.
Posted by sam at 09:22 PM
October 03, 2005
Three months ago today she came into this world weighing 2 pounds 8 ounces and at a length of 15 1/4 in. Today she is over 8 pounds and 21 inches long.
Three months ago today she had all sorts of tubes and wires attached to her little body. Today she is sleeping in a lambie nightgown, wireless and tubeless.
Three months ago today her entire body was covered with fine white hair. Today she has a head full of honey blond hair.
Three months ago today she was on a ventilator to help her breath. Today she is breathing on her own, sometimes a bit fast or deeply, but on her own nonetheless.
Three months ago today she was eating through an IV. Today she chugs down at least two ounces every three hours - most of the time even more!
Three months ago today she was having A's and B's and was on caffiene to keep her going. Today you can't stop her.
Three months ago my life changed from everything I had ever known, black became white, up became down - it was no longer about me.
Three months ago I learned what a true miracle is.
Three months ago I was given a tremendous gift and challenge, looking back I would have it no other way.
Happy 3 months Daisy Lou.
Posted by sam at 11:13 AM
October 01, 2005
[Ed. note: This was taken from my 'blog' on the March of Dimes Web site from August 1 of this year - hopefully it will give you an idea of how things started with our Yankee Doodle Daisy.]
I think I'll start at the very beginning. All of my life I have been a bigger girl, chubby, husky (I hate this word), plus size, etc. Last year I decided, along with Paul, that it was time to start taking care of myself and get healthy. We started in February, Paul dieting along with me, and by the end of the year I had lost 80 pounds and Paul had lost 55 - I was in the best shape of my life! I was working out regularly, eating right, and in the midst of all this, my "cycle" became regular.
Well, long story short, since I was more regular we both decided it was time to try and have a lil one. We had been married over five years, felt very stable in our lives and really wanted to share it with a child. For a few months we really tried, me counting days, and taking temps, but nada, nothing. It started to take the fun out of getting pregnant in the first place if you know what I mean, so I decided it was time to just let things take their course. Last Christmas we went to Vegas, and bada bing bada boom, I was pregnant.
My pregnancy couldn't have been more textbook, and trust me, I read EVERY book out there. I had terrible morning sickness, gained the right amount of weight for each check up, worked out the right way, anything I could do to stay healthy and keep our bundle healthy as well.
Well, around the 26th week of prenancy, actually the night of my 32nd birthday, Paul and I were at a hotel - he was taking me to Milwaukee for a 4D ultrasound, it was my birthday gift. Around 5am on June 18 I woke up covered in fluid, just drenched. Me, the hotel bed, everything. I got up, praying for a bladder infection - heck, that my bladder had exploded, anything but what I knew in my heart it was. I went to the bathroom and fluid trickled down my legs - I left a little trail to the bathroom. I called the hospital and they told me to get to the ER. It was one of the longest rides of my life.
When we got there the docs checked me and my cervix was still completely closed. They monitored me for 6 hours on an NST, and the baby appeared not to be in any distress, an ultrasound showed that she had enough fluid inside to be okay and was doing just fine. They told me at this point I would spend the rest of my pregnancy in bed there at the hospital.
It was very hard for me to accept that I wouldn't be able to do all of the things I had been doing - I don't know that it really dawned on me that there was a bigger danger in all of this. I cried a lot on bed rest, I was lonely, I was scared and looking back, I was really frustrated. What did I do wrong? I did everything right!!!
The docs kept telling us that I needed to make it to week 28, that they were pretty sure if she came out at 26 she'd be "ok." I was allowed to shower and use the rest room on my own, and they also let me take 20 minute wheel chair rides. I was able to keep from going into labor for 2 weeks exactly, then on July 3, 2005, Daisy Eileen made her grand entrance into the world.
She weighed 2.8 pounds, was 15 1/4 inches long, squeaked, cried and pee'd on the doctor right away. I saw her for a few seconds before she was whisked away to the NICU. For some strange reason, after giving birth, I felt so great. I was so positive that she would be okay, and I was proud of myself for delivering her vaginally with no drugs. I was excited, the fear really didn't creep in until two days later.
That night we were able to see her, she was on the vent (she only needed the vent for about 18 hours) - she was laying on the warming bed, resting, and she took my breath away. She was lovely and pink, covered in white/blond hair and had huge eyes.
This Wednesday (August 3) she will be one month old, and I can't believe what all has taken place. She is now 3.14 pounds, 16 inches long and they are working on getting her off of the supplemental 02. I hate the word "spells" and never thought the letter's A or B would bring such dread. She is the poopy queen of the NICU, leaving as the nurses call them "the mother of all poops" throughout the day. I love her so much, I never thought my heart could feel so full and be afraid at the same time. Each day brings news blessings, whether it's a little blink of those giant blue eyes or a session of five sneezes... God is good to us.
I have gone on and on long enough for now, but I wanted to finish on one note. When I first came to the MOD site and was so scared and feeling alone, another member said something that has resonated with me since then. She said, "God picks the parents of preemies out very carefully."
Posted by sam at 04:57 PM
September 16, 2005
After nine weeks in the NICU at St. Mary's hospital in Madison, Daisy Janney came home on Tuesday, Sept 6. She was born on July 3 and weighed only 2.8lbs. Our very personal preemie story coming soon.
Posted by paul at 09:15 PM
May 13, 2005
It happened Sunday night. I was sitting on the couch with a rotten dog snoring on each side of me. Iron Chef America was on the tube, and I was enjoying watching Bobby Flay lose to a challenger (hey, I've always had a thing against Flay) with my feet up being fairly lazy in general. Suddenly I felt this movement right below my belly button. It was a "rolling" sensation from the inside out. At first I thought I was imagining it, then came another, and another. It literally felt like my body was being moved around, and I wasn't doing the moving!
Then it hit me, our bean was doing an acrobatic show in my belly and I was the audience! I had been reading a lot about when I will feel the baby move, but it hadn't occurred to me that I was just about that far along. What an amazing, wonderful yet odd feeling! I've known there is a sweet, living Janney in there all along, but it really hit home when I felt the lil booger roll around.
We go for our fourth doc appt on Monday, and it sounds like the doctor will be doing an informal ultrasound so maybe, just maybe, we can see if there's a Daisy or a Charlie in there doing summersaults. As soon as we know, or don't know, we will post! Thanks as always for reading our blog and take care!
Posted by sam at 02:54 PM
May 03, 2005
Just received word today from the doc that everything on the ultrasound looked a'ok! This of course was good news for both Sam and I as you always worry until you get the offical word.
Posted by paul at 07:31 PM
April 28, 2005
We just got back from our first ultrasound with the bean. As far as we could tell, and as much as the tech could tell us, everything looks like it's in the proper place and doing what it's supposed to. As for the baby's position, he or she is tucked in right by my bladder, which makes sense with how often I must visit the restroom these days. The tech tried for many minutes to coax the little one from its position near my bladder - needless to say, our child was having none of it. The tech said her best guess was that it was a girl, however, usually boys are much more stubborn than girls. I said, "Yes, but this will be my daughter." And Paul said, "You don't know my sister."
We are very happy to know that our baby, who weighed in at 10 ounces with a new due date of 9/22, is doing well. It was amazing to see "her" little face, she already has big eyes and pointed a finger at us like "I see you, leave me alone." All in all it has been a good morning, the best morning because we saw our first glimpse of our first kiddo. Hope you enjoy the photo - we did.
Photo Details: This front view of "Daisy" shows her eyes and head clearly visible. You can see her right arm propped behind her head with her left-arm just to the side of her left-eye. The torso and right leg, which is slightly curled up, are present just below her head. We call this her "karate kid" stance aka crane technique.
Posted by sam at 11:07 AM
April 25, 2005
This post falls into the "sorta-kinda" baby news in that it is related to the fact we are having a baby, but in no way is directly related to the baby. Make sense? Don't worry, it will here soon. Just hear me out on this one...
I've added a new section to the right-hand navigation called "baby fund auctions." The information/links contained within it will be any current eBay auctions myself or Sam have running. All of the proceeds from these auctions will go towards a car seat, stroller, diapers and whatever else the rugrat is going to need. Plus, it's an oddball way to see all the pop culture related items we've acquired over the years. For example, I'm currently selling a Mr. T action figure from 1984! Pretty awesome, eh? You know you want it, FOOL!
As for actual baby news, the ultrasound is scheduled for Thursday. We're jus t hoping everything goes OK and that Bean is willing to cooperate for us and the technician. Who knows, we might even share a few pics as well. We'll see.
Posted by paul at 06:39 PM
April 14, 2005
While the birth of our newborn is still months away, both Sam and I are already knee deep in the nesting process. Of course for us, it's not your traditional nesting that's taking place. For example, the great debate as to what to do with the dogs continues. We bought a fake Target (plug, plug) baby over the weekend to see how they would react in hopes that it would help make the decision easier, which of course it didn't. Harmon spent most of his time wanting to either lick or sniff the baby, while Audrey fell asleep. Who would have thought our dogs would differentiate between a fake squirrel that squeaks and a fake baby that giggles. I for one was impressed to say the least.
Secondly, next on our list is selling the Acura sports car. Poor Sam is gearing up to be a soccer mom sooner then we expected. We're leaning towards a Buick *eck* I can't believe I even said that. Granted, it is a great car with lower payments, better gas mileage, more seating, blah, blah, blah. We both know and understand in the long run we'd be much happier with a 4-door anything.
Last but not least, I am slowly liquidating my collection of pop culture collectibles. The last two months alone I've sold everything from 5-foot tall Nightmare before Christmas dolls to a vintage Atari 2600 still in its original box on Ebay. Now before anybody screams "what are you keeping for the kid?!" trust me, I'm holding onto plenty of goodies including old comics, toys and dolls to hand down.
About this post... If you notice I practiced guerilla marketing in this post by including a brand/company in each paragraph above: Target, Acura and Ebay. Not too shabby, eh?
Posted by paul at 06:37 PM
March 18, 2005
The human body is an amazing thing. I have always known this on some level, but being pregnant has brought whole new meaning to the word amazing for me. I am now a little over 13 weeks along, and I read that right now the little Janney bean is able to dance around (bending arms and fingers, open and closing eyes, since it is Paul's child we know he or she is in there just a boogying-away) PLUS bean has fingerprints! That blows me away. The whole process blows me away, but the fact that our unborn baby already has his or her own set of unique fingerprints literally astounds me.
Apparently bean already has certain personality traits that he or she inherited from Paul and I at conception. So this means that bean will be opinionated, funny, stubborn, intelligent and creative. That adds up to one handful of Janney baby for Paul and I, and we can hardly wait!
As for my health, I am doing much better. The morning sickness seems to have gone away (knock wood, plastic, metal, concrete - whatever I need to knock to keep it away!) and now it appears that the only baby symptoms I'm having are a slowly but surely thickening waist, sleepiness and WOW, am I a hungry chickie. I've been trying to stick to granola bars, fruits, veggies, crackers, yogurt - but every once in a while bean wants a ding dong. What can I say? The kid has a sweet tooth (and so does mom!).
I know Paul has been very good about keeping you all in the loop, and as things "truck right along" I'll try and post more often. Paul will be very pleased me thinks. :) Thank you all for caring enough about us and our little bundle of janney joy to read these updates. :)
Posted by sam at 10:38 AM
March 16, 2005
According to the Ancient Chinese Birth Chart, found on the Internet, we've determined the sex of the baby to be a girl. Don't believe us? Check out the chart yourself and see the conclusive evidence. Just use 31 and December. This chart is great, as it saves us from the hassle involved with getting an ultrasound. Or, and this is really old fashioned, waiting until the child is born.
ed note: This site is not responsible for any medical claims or statements made regarding the scientific nature of Chinese Birth Charts. So there.
Posted by paul at 04:00 PM
March 07, 2005
On Sunday night, Sam and I watched National Geographic's original presentation In the Womb. I have to admit, after they got to week 14, end of the first hour, we both petered out and ended up watching anything but, National Geographic. There's only so much science the two of us can take, but it was pretty amazing to see 3D and 4D visuals of babies as young as 8-weeks. Yes, 8-weeks if you can believe that? One of the more interesting concepts discussed was the interaction between twins (don't get any thoughts, Connie) as being in such close quarters advances their ability to sense their surroundings earlier than a lone baby.
For us, Sam's first ultrasound is slated for Monday, the 21st. I've heard they can give you a copy of the picture. If that happens we'll be sure to share.
Posted by paul at 01:13 PM
March 01, 2005
Last Thursday Paul and I went to see my OB for our first prenatal visit; at that point I was 10 weeks and 1 day along.
The appointment went very well, my weight was good, blood pressure was perfect and all of my bloodwork came back normal. YAY! After doing the other not-so-fun parts of the exam, doc said that I am doing great and that everything looked "perfect."
Here's the best part - WE HEARD THE HEARTBEAT!!! It was just a chugging away. When she first found it, I did an all over body giggle-teary sort of thing, so my belly moved and she lost it but was able to find it again right away. Paul's face lit up, I don't know that I've ever seen him smile so big. Well, maybe on our wedding day or when he opened up his new computer last week and saw the monitor...
She said that only every other family is able to hear the heartbeat so early in the pregnancy and that it was a great sign - it was beating at 160 beats per minute. I can't tell you how it felt to really connect with the little life growing inside of me. It's like, you know you're pregnant, your doctor has told you, you feel like crud and you're constantly having to use the restroom (wow, I had no idea my kidneys worked this well) but there is something very real and very special about hearing your child's heartbeat for the first time. It was one of the most precious moment of my life. :)
Posted by sam at 12:40 PM