Weight Loss and Bilirubin

Our little Kirra still isn't better! Her Bilirubin levels keep bouncing up and down. When she is on the lights, her levels SLOWLY go down. Like from 9.3 to 9.1... Then we take her off the lights (because the Dr told us to) and they go up to 10.3! Today is her second check being off the lights. We'll see what happens. Hopefully they stay low, but with our luck it won't happen! She has been a real trooper though. She is such a great baby! She hardly cries and she is content most of the time to lay down by herself. Both boys wanted to be held ALL THE TIME! I'll try to update what happens with her bili levels when we get them!

I finally stepped on a scale yesterday. Before I got pregnant, I weighed 155. That's the lowest I've been since Jr High! At my last appointment before having Kirra, I weighed 185! That's the MOST I've EVER weighed! I gained 30 lbs! Holy cow! That little girl only weighed 7 lbs 5 oz, so most of it was me... (I only gained 10 lbs with both boys...) Yesterday when I weighed myself I weighed............ 165!!! That's what I weighed when we got married! YAY! Only 10 lbs to go and I'll be back to pre-pregnancy! I just hope it's not too hard to get those 10 lbs off!

Hospital AGAIN!

My Kirra girl got sick. She got Jaundice. When we were first released from the hospital, her Bili levels were 6.7, but the next day they were 12.3, and the next they were 15.1. We got her put on lights, but the next day they were 15.9. We kept her on the lights to bring her levels down, but the next day they had jumped to 19.1! (Once they hit 20, it's really hard to get them down, and once they hit 25, it can cause brain damage.)

Her Dr. felt that we needed to admit her to the hospital to get her under 3 types of lights to bring them down. We immediately got checked in and put her under the lights. (I've got pictures on my phone, I forgot to pull out the camera until she was off them!) My poor baby got 2 IV's because after they did the first, they decided they needed more tests from another vein. I asked them to leave it in just in case they needed more blood or if her other IV stopped working. I'm so glad I did, because we ended up needing to switch IV's half way through her stay!

So we got checked in on Friday, and thought maybe we'd be there until Saturday afternoon. The Dr came by Friday night and told us that we would need to stay until Sunday at least. So Saturday morning he came again. Kirra's numbers had dropped to 13! But he felt like we needed to keep her on the lights longer. So all day Saturday she was on 3 lights. By Saturday night her levels dropped to a 10! YAY! We got to take her off all the lights over night. They tested her again Sunday morning and she had rebounded to an 11.1. We put her back on 1 light. They also got a urine culture back which said she had an infection of some kind. They started her on antibiotics, but later when more results came in, they said that it was resistant to one of them, so they switched to a different one. We were told that we would be there until Monday. It was really hard to be told that we needed to stay just one more day, everyday! Luckily her levels went down to a 10, and her antibiotics were working! We got to bring her home today! YAY! Since her Bili levels aren't super low yet, she's still on the lights at home, but that's a MILLION times better than being in the NICU! She's eating amazingly, and is doing really well being on the lights.

Here are some pictures of her in the hospital and right before we went to the hospital. Enjoy!

Isn't she so cute?

Daddy and Daughter. So cute!

In the hospital, right after eating.

I didn't think I looked THAT tired!

So sad! Her little IV... Holding my hand...

So peaceful.

Having a little cuddle time! We were only allowed to keep her out of the lights for 30 minutes at a time, so we took FULL advantage of it!

Her alarms kept going off when we held her. I think she got sick of it!

I love the way she's looking at him!

Such a cutie. She was so good while she was there. She hardly cried, and was really patient with everything. How I love my baby girl.

Hayden and Keagan are coming home tonight. I'm so excited to see them really get to interact with their new sister!

Kirra Kylee Stout

There are going to be A LOT of pictures with this one! SORRY in advance!

Kirra Kylee decided that she was going to be born on Sunday, June 5, 2011, at 1:56 AM.

Well, maybe Hayden decided that for her! Here's what happened:

On Tuesday or Wednesday of the week before she was born, I asked Hayden, "When is Kirra's birthday?" He looked at me and said, "Um... Maybe, Sunday." I asked him over and over during the week when her birthday was, and he kept telling me, "I don't know, Mom!" THEN, on Saturday night, I was spending some time with Hayden before bed, and he looked at me and said, "Mom, is Kirra coming tomorrow?" I just looked at him like, 'um you tell me!" I put him to bed, and got ready to go to sleep myself by watching a rerun of The Bachelorette. (Stewart was helping the neighbors put up a fan in their room.)

When Stewart got home, we went up to bed. I had been having trouble sleeping, so I took a 5 mg Ambien. It was about 10:30. I went to bed without any contractions. I then woke up at 11:11 having THE WORST contractions you can possibly imagine! Like seriously, I can't even begin to describe them! I fell in and out of sleep (I would wake up, have a contraction, fall back asleep, and wake up again about 3 minutes later) for about another hour. Finally, I decided to wake Stewart up too. He asked me if I thought that we needed to go into the hospital. I said, "I don't know, I don't want them to just send me home. I'm only 36 1/2 weeks. Besides I don't know if these are even... AHHH! (contraction) doing anything!" Then I had another contraction and said, "Yes! We need to go in now!"

Stewart jumped up and called the neighbors, who gratefully came over and stayed with our kiddos! Then he grabbed our stuff and headed downstairs to wait for the neighbors. I had a few more contractions, threw on some clothes, and got myself out of the house as fast as possible. (Everytime I had a contraction I basically screamed and I didn't want to wake up the kids!) I was having a REALLY hard time the whole way to the hospital, and just kept thinking to myself, "Only a few more minutes and you can get an epidural!"

We got to the hospital and I told Stewart that I needed to use a wheelchair, because there was no way I was going to make it in an elevator ride up to the 2nd floor. We got upstairs and the poor lady at the window looked at me and immediately grabbed a nurse to take me to my room. When we got back there, they wouldn't let me change into a gown by myself, I had to get to the bed, and they did the rest. The nurse was so worried I was going to break my water. I told her that I didn't know if I was really in labor because I'd had so many contractions before. She kind of laughed and said (after checking me) "You aren't going home! You're at an 8!" We walked in the hospital at 1:13, I got checked at 1:18. She would NOT check me again, because I told her once my water breaks I usually go really fast. She immediately got the room ready, and kept telling me that they had paged the anesthesiologist and that hopefully he would get down in time to give me an epidural. (I was having the hardest time with my contractions!) Before too long I told her that I HAD to push! She looked at me and said, "DO NOT push! Your water is crowning and if you do you'll tear, and the baby could come out in the water still!" I tried my hardest NOT to push and finally she decided it was best to break my water. When she did, there was so much pressure that it sprayed clear across the room! I had maybe 2 minutes of relief from the pressure of my water until Kirra started coming out. My Dr. walked in the room and put on his gown and gloves and had me start pushing. I still hadn't gotten an epidural, and I was FREAKING out! They told me that I had to do this by myself, there wasn't any time to get an epidural, just as a nurse walked in asking if I still needed one because the guy was there! I started pushing, which was the hardest thing I've ever had to do in my life! I pushed twice and they said that I just needed one more, but I told them I was done. I couldn't do it again. Stewart looked at me and jokingly said, "Ok! We can go home then!" I grabbed his neck and pushed as hard as I possibly could! Then, she was here! At 1:56 AM! She was perfect!

It took her a second to start breathing, and she was on oxygen for 90 seconds, but other than that she was fine. They weighed and measured her and she was 7 lbs 5 oz and 19 inches long! JUST perfect!

We came home from the hospital today, and I have to say, I really feel great! I never thought I could go naturally, and I'm SUPER proud of myself for doing it. I would NEVER want to do it again, but the fact that I did it, and that everything worked out great, is AMAZING!

Here are those pictures I promised you! Thanks for reading!