The Buhlers: May 2011

Dylan is finally home! After being in the hospital for 23 days, we finally brought him home Saturday night. He's put on almost two pounds since he was born. He now weighs 5 13! Jack loves "Baby Di-Den" and so far hasn't tried to sit on him, carry him or throw him the basketball so that's good news. We went to Fotofly this morning and got these pictures done. I tried to get a few with Jack in them but he threw a huge fit and wouldn't pose for a single one. Kind of a bummer but at least Dylan was photogenic! I'm not sure I'm up for outings yet though, it was kind of crazy this morning! Hopefully I get better at parenting two children at once.

Dylan's doctor told us to avoid public places and crowds for 2-3 months so it looks like I'm home bound for a while. I'm going to try not to go crazy. Come visit me?!

I got a baby Dylan this year! Dylan Jason Buhler is here! We're so excited to have such a little angel. He was born Friday morning at 5:16 am. He is a tiny little thing! He weighed 4 lb 0 oz and was 17.5 in long. He was 37 weeks exactly but my dr thinks he stopped growing around 34 weeks and that's why he's so small. A little about the labor and delivery - it was fast! He was born a little less than an hour after we got to the hospital. I'm always so afraid of going into the hospital and getting sent home so I wait until the very last minute when I decide I REALLY must be in labor and by then I force myself to go through all the hard contractions without any epidural, which is totally opposite of what I would want to do. I'm all about avoiding the pain. So anyway, Jason and I left Jack in the care of our neighbors at 4 am (thanks, durfees!) and went to the hospital and I was dilated to a 6. They told me the anesthesiologist was already there so he would be in to take care of me in a matter of minutes. It seemed like hours. It was probably only about 15 minutes, and I should be grateful I was even able to get it because at one point I heard one of the nurses telling the anesthesiologist he had to hurry because if I breathed wrong my water would break and we'd have a baby. So by the time I finally got it, Jason's hands were crushed and I was feeling like the pain had definitely beat me in a battle of wills. Then a short 5 minutes and two contractions later we had a baby! He was with us most of the morning, but his temperature kept dropping and his blood sugar wasn't quite high enough so by early afternoon they took him into the special care nursery where he's been ever since, and will probably stay for at least another few weeks. His blood sugar has been fine for two days, but because he's so skinny he can't keep himself warm, and he gets too warn out and burns too many calories when he tries to eat so he's on a feeding tube half of the time so he won't have to work so hard. So for now, Jason and I are making 3 or 4 trips a day over to the hospital to be with little Dylan until he can come home with us (luckily the hospital is around the corner from our house!). It's not the ideal situation but I know we're lucky to have such a healthy, albeit pint size, little boy! And now for the good stuff...

P.S. All the tubes and wires look a little scary, but the IVs in his head are for a dextrose 10 supplement which gives him a few extra calories and supplements, and a precautionary antibiotic that they took him off of because they decided he didn't have any infections. The oxygen is mostly just to give him a little more stamina but also to make sure his oxygen levels stay up. So in my opinion it looks worse than it really is. I have to keep reminding myself of all this every time I start to get a little freaked out!