Zuri had her follow up appointment yesterday with the surgeon. The drainage tubes were removed and I was advised to keep Zuri home until the wounds closed up completely and healed. She did so well. Much better than mommy (although I didn't cry). I had my daddy there with me to help keep me calm. :) Grandpa John bought this outfit for Zuri so she told me she wanted to wear it for her appointment.
Not more than an hour after we got home, she had a dirty diaper that got her outfit VERY dirty (remember this)!!! We had to change into another cute outfit - I mean, what outfit isn't cute on this little girl?!
Around 3, we decided to go visit Miss Claudia and Miss Elena at daycare. They have missed Zuri so much and she has missed them. I was bad and didn't get any pictures. But Zuri lit up when she saw them. That helps me know she will be okay next week when she goes back! So on the way to see them, I was talking to cousin Tony when I saw this crazy man with his foot out the window. I see passengers do this all the time, but never a driver!!! He had no shoe on either - just his stinky sock. I had to tell Tony to hold on so I could get a picture while we were stopped at the light. :)
Okay, so today I had previously scheduled the PACE (Paralegal Advanced Competency Exam). I didn't think about rescheduling with all that has happened with Zuri. Well, I didn't think about it until yesterday and it was too late to reschedule. So Aunt Junie came to watch Zuri while I took the exam. I didn't have time to study so I was nervous. 2 hours later, I hit the results button and...........I PASSED!!!! I am now a Registered Paralegal!!! :) Before the exam though, I was doing laundry when I came across this....
OMG - I freaked (but notice I had time to get my camera to take a picture.)! Our laundry cabinet had fallen Sunday night so that's why there was stuff in the utility sink. I was taking it all out to rinse off Zuri's dirty clothes from yesterday (remember what I mentioned above?). I was able to compose myself and trap the big nasty spider under a cup. Then I proceeded to rinse off the clothes. So the spider had to deal with hot water and poo! After rinsing off the clothes and putting them in the washer, I sprayed the spider with Lysol and......
Maybe I should become a "Registered" Exterminator.....
This blog will be about our daughter, Zuri, and all of her achievements and milestones. This will also allow me to keep friends and family updated with pictures and other news about Zuri even if it's not an achievement or milestone!
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Sunday, October 2, 2011
Don't Wake Me, I'll Wake You
That's what the PJs say that Brent picked out in Utah when we were there last August. They are 12-18 month so we are just now able to put them on Z. Yes, she is only 6 (almost 7) months old, but she is a big girl! The PJs have been appropriate this week. Zuri's normal sleeping schedule is 7pm-6am. Well, then last Sunday/Monday happened and she got off schedule. Tuesday night, she didn't go to bed until 10pm and woke up at 1:30am - back to bed at 3am. Wednesday night, she went to bed at 9:45 and slept until 7am which was great! Thursday, we were hopeful because she went to bed at 7pm. However, she woke up at 10:30 and I was finally able to get her back to bed at 12:30. Friday, she did the same. Then last night, she slept her normal hours!!!!! :o) I understand many parents would KILL for their children to sleep how Zuri did this past week, but when you are used to 7pm-6am it's hard!
Tomorrow is her follow up with the surgeon. The drainage tubes should be removed!!!
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Where's the DeLorean?!
I would like to get in it and drive 88mph back to Friday morning.
The past few days have not been the best to say the least. The short story: we ended up at the ER Sunday night, transferred to Riley, Zuri had surgery late Sunday night/early Monday morning, and we spent 2 nights at Riley.
Details - Zuri had abscesses. They seemed to just appear Saturday morning. Things looked fine Friday. The abscesses looked very painful and I felt so bad for her. I was going to take her to the doctor Monday. Sunday night, she was inconsolable and had a temperature (not sure of exact temp - we couldn't get a good reading). After an hour or so of trying to console her, I broke down - I didn't know how to help her - and Brent said we should just go to the emergency room. When we got to Community South, her temperature was 102.9. The doctor came in an said we would have to have surgery to drain it and we had two choices: Community North or Riley (both are equipped for such surgery on an infant). I lost it. I couldn't stand the thought of her having surgery. We chose Riley because when I was 10 years old, I was there for heart surgeries (3 of them).
Once we are at Riley emergency room, the nurses come in to draw blood and place an IV (we were certain surgery was happening immediately). The tears flowed then too. Not just Zuri, but me also. She looked at me when they were trying to get the IV in her like, "Why are you letting them do this to me?" Brent was helping hold her and I know he felt bad b/c she looked at him the same way. At 1am, the surgeon intern comes in and says we are going to surgery right then. We walk her to the surgery area where the anesthesiologist and surgeon both talk to us. I lost it again. When the nurse walked away with Zuri, I thought I would just die. Brent and I sat in the surgery waiting area while they had our precious little angel under general anesthesia, trying to "fix" her. That was the longest hour ever, I do believe. The doctor came out and told us everything went well and that Zuri did great and was "awake but not alert". We had to wait another 15 minutes or so and then we got to go see her in the recovery room. We got to our room about 3:30am.
Zuri slept off and on most of the morning Monday and she only had about 10oz of formula the entire day. Here are some pics from Monday.
Today was better. Zuri got her appetite back and she was more playful. We were able to go home at noon. We left about 1pm after getting Zuri's prescriptions. We are all thankful to be home. We go back to Riley on Monday to get the drainage tubes removed. I'll be off work the rest of the week so that I can be here with Zuri. Here are some pics from today.
So I said I was in Riley when I was 10 years old. After going through this experience, I don't know how my parents handled my heart surgeries. I was in Riley 3 times (once for a week). I thank God that Zuri is okay and that this wasn't something more severe. I pray to God that we never have to be in that situation again.
The past few days have not been the best to say the least. The short story: we ended up at the ER Sunday night, transferred to Riley, Zuri had surgery late Sunday night/early Monday morning, and we spent 2 nights at Riley.
Details - Zuri had abscesses. They seemed to just appear Saturday morning. Things looked fine Friday. The abscesses looked very painful and I felt so bad for her. I was going to take her to the doctor Monday. Sunday night, she was inconsolable and had a temperature (not sure of exact temp - we couldn't get a good reading). After an hour or so of trying to console her, I broke down - I didn't know how to help her - and Brent said we should just go to the emergency room. When we got to Community South, her temperature was 102.9. The doctor came in an said we would have to have surgery to drain it and we had two choices: Community North or Riley (both are equipped for such surgery on an infant). I lost it. I couldn't stand the thought of her having surgery. We chose Riley because when I was 10 years old, I was there for heart surgeries (3 of them).
Once we are at Riley emergency room, the nurses come in to draw blood and place an IV (we were certain surgery was happening immediately). The tears flowed then too. Not just Zuri, but me also. She looked at me when they were trying to get the IV in her like, "Why are you letting them do this to me?" Brent was helping hold her and I know he felt bad b/c she looked at him the same way. At 1am, the surgeon intern comes in and says we are going to surgery right then. We walk her to the surgery area where the anesthesiologist and surgeon both talk to us. I lost it again. When the nurse walked away with Zuri, I thought I would just die. Brent and I sat in the surgery waiting area while they had our precious little angel under general anesthesia, trying to "fix" her. That was the longest hour ever, I do believe. The doctor came out and told us everything went well and that Zuri did great and was "awake but not alert". We had to wait another 15 minutes or so and then we got to go see her in the recovery room. We got to our room about 3:30am.
Zuri slept off and on most of the morning Monday and she only had about 10oz of formula the entire day. Here are some pics from Monday.
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| Early Monday morning |
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| Sleeping on daddy |
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| Sleeping on mommy |
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| Aunt Julie came to visit (she only works 5 minutes away) |
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| Sleeping |
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| We had to get a gown for her because she dirtied the other 3 outfits we brought. |
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| Here she is with Grandpa John - looking out the window - trying to devise an escape plan! |
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| Our precious angel |
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| Z was happy to know we would be going home today! |
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| Taking a ride in the wagon |
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| She likes the wagon. :) |
So I said I was in Riley when I was 10 years old. After going through this experience, I don't know how my parents handled my heart surgeries. I was in Riley 3 times (once for a week). I thank God that Zuri is okay and that this wasn't something more severe. I pray to God that we never have to be in that situation again.
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Team Mommy or Team Daddy?
Zuri didn't want to choose between the two teams. :o)
Daddy says she is team daddy because she was fine yesterday when she wore that onesie. Today, she wore the team mommy onesie and was fussy and not feeling well. I think daddy must have done something to her yesterday knowing she was going to wear the team mommy onesie today. ;o)
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Fish and Fujiyama
We went to Fujiyama for dinner tonight. Last time we went Zuri was only about 3 months old and was in the car seat the entire time. Tonight, she was able to sit in the high chair and eat puffs, drink from her sippy cup, and watch the food being prepared. I'm not sure what she enjoyed more, the chef or the table. LOL Thank goodness for these table topper things. I didn't feel so bad that she was chewing on the table b/c that topper was cover it. :o)
You probably think the title is all about dinner. Fish actually refers to the Miami Dolphins (see Z's onesie above). Here's a pic of daddy and Zuri in their fish gear.
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| She got a puff! |
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| This table tastes yummy! |
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| Whoa, what is that guy doing?! |
You probably think the title is all about dinner. Fish actually refers to the Miami Dolphins (see Z's onesie above). Here's a pic of daddy and Zuri in their fish gear.
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