ALL THE THINGS!!!
Oct. 4th, 2012 06:04 pmI cannot ever remember feeling this tired for this long. But things are slowly coming together. *sigh*
Samuel
He will be 3 weeks old tomorrow. I can't believe how quickly time has flown--one more week and he'll be one month old! And he has GROWN like a WEED! Seriously, he entered this world at 7 lbs. 6 oz. As of Tuesday, he was 9 lbs even. He has outgrown the newborn cloth diapers and his strictly newborn clothes are fairly tight on him. The 0-3 month clothes look good though...for now.
Things have not all been easy though. Among all the usual newborn issues, he has been getting increasingly fussy about feedings, and then starting spitting up an oz or two of breast milk at almost every feeding followed by being very bloated, gassy, and generally uncomfortable. We saw the pediatrician about it Tuesday and he decided we should have an upper GI study done, so yesterday little Samuel got to fast for 4 hours (really, this is SO much fun with an infant. *eye roll*) and then drink barium for a scan. Results shows that it is just a minor reflux issue, so that is a relief and we can begin helping him feel better.
Today has been a little rough just because he's eliminating the barium. It has made him clingy and lethargic, but I don't mind cuddling with baby. Plus, it coincided with another visit from my mom, so *she* cuddled him for a few hours while I visited Doc.
Samuel in his first week

Samuel today after a bath and getting ready to go into his favorite thing--the ergo baby carrier. It's his cuddle time with Daddy. :)

Doc
We have almost completed 45 days of downtime for the injured suspensory. He has a recheck with the vet next Wednesday and I'm hoping we will get cleared to begin walking under saddle. In just the past two weeks the leg has really started to look better--cleaner, less swelling. I trotted him on a circle for the first time the other day and I'd say he is only a grade 2 on the lameness scale. *crosses fingers for next Wednesday*
Doc being hand grazed by one of our barn buddies who was kind enough to help me manage all this care-giving during the final weeks of pregnancy

Joon
Poor Joon Dog. If it is not one thing, it is another for her. We have taken her off antibiotics for the first time in a year (yay!). She is doing pretty well. Still has a snotty nose, but vet and I think it is ok. She has been put on Prilosec because we now think that maybe all this pneumonia was caused by her aspirating snot into her lungs (eww!). It seems to be working. However, she has since experienced a kind of yeast infection probably caused by coming off antibiotics for the first time in a year. Poor thing had no beneficial bacteria left in her! We got *that* cleared up only to be confronted by random vomiting, which seems to be the result of not getting enough to eat (go figure!). My theory is that, as a barn dog, I always let everyone give her whatever they felt like sharing. At the moment we don't get to the barn terribly often, and I'm not pitching her table scraps all that much either. We've cut out a *significant* portion of her extra helpings. And apparently, all the snacking was good for her. We have resolved *this* issue by adding a *second* antacid--pepcid--to her diet, and she gets a third meal late at night, plus I'm trying to be better about giving her snacks during the day again. Who knew the treats and scraps could actually be a *good* habit for a pup?
Jeremy with a Joon Dog the day Samuel came home from the hospital.

Me and Jeremy
We are, unsurprisingly, exhausted. We are still trying to figure out how to juggle the night time duties with daytime responsibilities. I feel like we might be almostthere, but ask me that again next week and see how I feel. *grin* Otherwise, we are well. Jeremy, unfortunately, did not get that job in Terre Haute. It was a real downer because they said the job would have been his, they loved him, but stuff came up at the firm and they were unable to hire anyone. They hope to offer him the job again after the first of the year should he still be available. *shrugs* we're not holding out for it, but it would still be nice.
For my part, I cannot wait to begin riding again. I love my son. I love cuddling him. Motherhood is wonderful. But I cannot wait to begin riding again. The Blessing is this weekend and Jeremy is encouraging me to go watch without Samuel (It's supposed to be crappy weather here this weekend), and the Swallow Ridge fixture at my parent's place is at the end of October. I really hope to have something to ride for that hunt.
The Whole Family (ok, minus the Joon Dog, but close)

Samuel
He will be 3 weeks old tomorrow. I can't believe how quickly time has flown--one more week and he'll be one month old! And he has GROWN like a WEED! Seriously, he entered this world at 7 lbs. 6 oz. As of Tuesday, he was 9 lbs even. He has outgrown the newborn cloth diapers and his strictly newborn clothes are fairly tight on him. The 0-3 month clothes look good though...for now.
Things have not all been easy though. Among all the usual newborn issues, he has been getting increasingly fussy about feedings, and then starting spitting up an oz or two of breast milk at almost every feeding followed by being very bloated, gassy, and generally uncomfortable. We saw the pediatrician about it Tuesday and he decided we should have an upper GI study done, so yesterday little Samuel got to fast for 4 hours (really, this is SO much fun with an infant. *eye roll*) and then drink barium for a scan. Results shows that it is just a minor reflux issue, so that is a relief and we can begin helping him feel better.
Today has been a little rough just because he's eliminating the barium. It has made him clingy and lethargic, but I don't mind cuddling with baby. Plus, it coincided with another visit from my mom, so *she* cuddled him for a few hours while I visited Doc.
Samuel in his first week

Samuel today after a bath and getting ready to go into his favorite thing--the ergo baby carrier. It's his cuddle time with Daddy. :)

Doc
We have almost completed 45 days of downtime for the injured suspensory. He has a recheck with the vet next Wednesday and I'm hoping we will get cleared to begin walking under saddle. In just the past two weeks the leg has really started to look better--cleaner, less swelling. I trotted him on a circle for the first time the other day and I'd say he is only a grade 2 on the lameness scale. *crosses fingers for next Wednesday*
Doc being hand grazed by one of our barn buddies who was kind enough to help me manage all this care-giving during the final weeks of pregnancy

Joon
Poor Joon Dog. If it is not one thing, it is another for her. We have taken her off antibiotics for the first time in a year (yay!). She is doing pretty well. Still has a snotty nose, but vet and I think it is ok. She has been put on Prilosec because we now think that maybe all this pneumonia was caused by her aspirating snot into her lungs (eww!). It seems to be working. However, she has since experienced a kind of yeast infection probably caused by coming off antibiotics for the first time in a year. Poor thing had no beneficial bacteria left in her! We got *that* cleared up only to be confronted by random vomiting, which seems to be the result of not getting enough to eat (go figure!). My theory is that, as a barn dog, I always let everyone give her whatever they felt like sharing. At the moment we don't get to the barn terribly often, and I'm not pitching her table scraps all that much either. We've cut out a *significant* portion of her extra helpings. And apparently, all the snacking was good for her. We have resolved *this* issue by adding a *second* antacid--pepcid--to her diet, and she gets a third meal late at night, plus I'm trying to be better about giving her snacks during the day again. Who knew the treats and scraps could actually be a *good* habit for a pup?
Jeremy with a Joon Dog the day Samuel came home from the hospital.

Me and Jeremy
We are, unsurprisingly, exhausted. We are still trying to figure out how to juggle the night time duties with daytime responsibilities. I feel like we might be almostthere, but ask me that again next week and see how I feel. *grin* Otherwise, we are well. Jeremy, unfortunately, did not get that job in Terre Haute. It was a real downer because they said the job would have been his, they loved him, but stuff came up at the firm and they were unable to hire anyone. They hope to offer him the job again after the first of the year should he still be available. *shrugs* we're not holding out for it, but it would still be nice.
For my part, I cannot wait to begin riding again. I love my son. I love cuddling him. Motherhood is wonderful. But I cannot wait to begin riding again. The Blessing is this weekend and Jeremy is encouraging me to go watch without Samuel (It's supposed to be crappy weather here this weekend), and the Swallow Ridge fixture at my parent's place is at the end of October. I really hope to have something to ride for that hunt.
The Whole Family (ok, minus the Joon Dog, but close)
