Ella was born Sunday, Feb 21 at 7:31 am.
She weighed 610 grams at birth, and is 11.5 inches long.
She has lost a little weight, and as of this morning she weighed 583 grams.
She's been on dopamine for her bp, fentanyl as a mild sedative bc she's been so feisty and fidgety and indocin prophylaxisly. And she is on an oscillating ventilator. It sounds scary, but it's far more gentle on her lungs than a conventional vent.
Her H&H dropped some over the course of 36 hours so they did an ultrasound of her brain this morning to rule out a bleed. Results aren't back yet - most likely tonight or tomorrow morning.
I did pick up a journal for Ryan and I to write down all the little details, like she looks like she is enjoying the beaches of Hawaii today while she is under the bili lights. She's all covered in aquaphor, with a mask on to protect her eyes, and she's under the spotlight. I also left a journal for the nurses to write down changes in stats, meds or whatever for the days and shifts we aren't here.
The first entry was from 3am when they put her on her belly and she calmed down immediately and her O2 level came back to where they wanted it. She also likes keeping one arm free from the swaddle blanket. I watched the nurse tuck it in 4 or 5 times in 20 minutes, and every time Ella had pulled it free in a matter of seconds, and was just waving it around, taunting the nurses.
We all decided it was time to deliver her when I had another painful episode, my BP hit 160/110, my labs came back sky high, and the most recent u/s had shown that there was a period where there was no forward flow thru the cord, during the diastolic. It was agreed at about 5am Sunday morning, and Ryan called all the members of the family to let them know Ella was on her way.
I have been pumping, or trying to pump, every 2-3 hours since Sunday morning, and today was the first day I got some results. I never knew how excited I would be to get a measly 2.7 mls of breast milk. I cried with joy when I saw it.
I will be pumping until she comes home, or until I can't handle being without my meds anymore. I will be going home with a Medela Symphony, compliments of my insurance company.
I have 21 staples for my incision, and my external incision is hip to hip while my internal goes the other way. I didn't know they would do that. I had so much scar tissue it took them over an hour to stitch me up.
My platelets bottomed out last night to 64, but all of my other numbers look great. Still waiting on this mornings labs to be sure I'm being released tomorrow. We are going to be hit with a mother of a storm tonight into tomorrow, so we will stay up here tomorrow night too. I miss M an awful lot, but he has been well cared for, so I can rest easy knowing that.