Mom's Musings: July 2005 Archives

Today we had a very special visitor. Alexander Orion Kao (and parents) took the long drive from McKinney to visit us for the afternoon. Alex was born June 15 while we were in Colorado. It seems like every time we would plan a trip to meet him, something would come up. Well, I guess little Alex got tired of waiting to meet us and talked his parents into coming here. Thanks, Alex!

When Brenda and Leon pulled into the driveway, Myra was the first to greet them. "Did y'all bring y'all's baby?" were the first words out of her mouth. Noah, on the other hand, wasn't too interested in Alex or Alex being in Mommy and Daddy's arms. Maybe the next time we see the Kao family Noah won't be so protective.

Welcome Alexander! It was nice to finally meet you.

(This one was just too sweet not to post.)

Since Noah's birth, he's been through jaundice, thrush, yeast infection after yeast infection, and countless fevers. What could possibly be next? How about a rash ALL OVER his body?

I took him to the doctor today. Turns out Noah has developed sensitive skin overnight ... literally. We put him to bed his usual soft skin self and he wakes up like the above. We don't know exactly what caused it. The doctor said to start eliminating fragrances from soaps, detergents and wipes. He also gave me some lotion samples to try (if it works, it's $7 for a small bottle - yikes) and to apply hydrocortisone twice a day for the next two weeks. Hopefully, he'll clear up soon.

Some good news...

I'm sure I never did this but...

Myra has decided that she's going to live off of hot dogs ("not the juicy ones"), plain bread, and cereal with marshmellows for the rest of her life. She's also decided that she's going to eat when she feels like it and not when it's time. The perfect example follows.

First... Aunt DooDoo I want to apologize for being quick at blaming Noah's sickies on you (I'm sorry). He's still not quite himself (not sleeping very well) but I've decided that it's NOT what you had. What makes me think that?

(1) He's eating and keeping it down. There are certain things that he used to eat but now he just spits them out.

(2) He has a very stuffy nose. He's drooling all over the place just trying to breathe. (Poor Baby)

Which leads me to my conclusion...

Noah has severe allergies. That's right, IT'S ALL MY FAULT! My miserable baby is miserable because he inherited my more severe than severe allergies.

He got his daddy's good looks and his mommy's allergies.

Noah's birthday has come and gone but Aunt DooDoo's "bug" still carries on.

That is exactly what the doctor said about Noah this afternoon at his ONE YEAR check-up. Even the nurse at the front desk was in awe over how big he is. She pulled her own son's medical record to compare. I know, you're wanting to know "How big is he?"

Noah Donovan Davis is only 27 pounds (94%) and stands a tall 31.5 inches (92%). Josh and I honestly thought he was going to be heavier (about 30lbs). He was very good for the first nurse and for the doctor. He didn't mind the routine stuff (checking the ears, eyes, mouth and tummy) and he didn't even fuss when they pricked his finger for the blood work that needed to be done. He did, however, scream and cry for the second nurse who gave him three shots all over his little body. He received one in the left leg and then one in each arm.

Not a very happy birthday wish from the doctor's office if you ask me but it's for his own good. Someday, when having to go through this with his own babies a very very long time from now, he'll reallize how hard it is for Mommy and Daddy to "let this happen". It's all out of love.

July 3, 2004

11:00pm
Myra is sound asleep while Josh and I watch the clock, counting the minutes between contractions.

11:30pm
Josh and I head to Baylor All Saints Cityview Hospital.

July 4, 2004

10:30am
Mommy and Daddy are sent home without baby in arms. The contractions never got any closer than five minutes, they never got any stronger, and I never dialated more than 3cm. The doctors/nurses couldn't give me anything to "help the progress" because I was only 36 weeks along. (Three more days and I could have had a little something.)

5:00pm
I call the hospital because my contractions are still five minutes apart but they're getting too painful for me to handle (another back labor).

5:30pm
We're back at the hospital to stay (I was at 6cm).

7:15pm
I start pushing while Josh starts counting.

7:51pm
We are finally able to welcome Noah Donovan Davis to the world.

Happy Bithday, Little Man! I'd do it all over again in a heartbeat. I love you.

When I was little, I remember looking through Highlights Magazine at the doctor's office and trying to figure out the "Eye Spy" pictures. For those of you who don't know how this works, here's one for you I did on my own.

Look carefully at the following picture. What do you see?