Thursday, July 10, 2008

March for Babies Part 2

In the last part of June I posted about how it's time to get working on our fundrasing for the March of Dimes. I said I would be doing several post about it. I want to post our story, how the March of Dimes helped us. Last year we were very honored to be the ambassador family for Shawnee, this year that honor is given to a new family, one that also knows the heartache of having a preemie and all the fears that come along with that title.

I have set my goal at $300(you can donate by clicking on the purple box on the side bar). Surley with your help I can reach that goal. I ask you to take a moment to read my speech from last year and watch the video, which I am also posting on the sidebar, just click "The story of Kolton and Karter". Your life may have not been directley affected by prematurity or infant mortality, but there are tons of us who have. The March of Dimes strives to give every baby a chance. With help theres hope.

Hello, I’m Brandy, 2007 Ambassador Mom and mother to two adorable one year old boys. I would like to thank you for the opportunity to share with you their story, their struggles and their triumphs. We are honored to be this years March of Dimes ambassador family.Before the boys came along, I had heard of the March of Dimes I knew they helped babies, however I didn’t know to what extent they helped them or all the research they have done. Unfortunately, I would find out the hard way. In January 2006 my husband Jimmy and I found out we were pregnant, we were excited and scared. We experienced all the normal feelings a couple feels when they learn they are to become parents. On February 28, 2006 on my first doctors visit, we found out we were having twins; we were shocked and very excited. Although, we had not thought of twins we where very happy to welcome two little ones to our family. My pregnancy progressed normally with no problems until June 23, 2006. I had been really tired that day and was feeling what I thought was the babies “balling or bunching” up. I know now that they were contractions. Fortunately, I worked in my OB’s office so I was able to be seen right away. I found out that I was in fact dilating. My greatest fear had come true. I was in pre-term labor. At 26 weeks and 3 days I knew it was way too soon for my little guys to enter the world. Sure I was excited and anxious to meet them, but I wanted to do so under better circumstances. I was immediately sent to the hospital and started on medications to stop my contractions. When it was thought that the medications might not work, I was medi-flighted to a hospital that had the capabilities and equipment to handle infants that are born pre-term. After an intense 4 days on all kinds of medications to stop contractions and labor, it appeared that the doctors and the medicine had succeeded. I was however told to expect to stay on hospitalized bed rest for the remainder of my pregnancy. After 10 days in the hospital it seemed that all had calmed down and it was decided that I would be sent home with strict instructions to rest and not move around much. I did this for two days, and then I noticed that one of the babies was not moving around as much. I called my OB office and was told to come in. At that visit it was found that one of the babies was very low in the birth canal and it was best to be sent back to the hospital. There I stayed for 6 more days and then again was sent home for two days on strict bed rest. On July 17, 2006 one day shy of 30 weeks, my water broke at 5:00am I was rushed to the hospital once again that was equipped for pre-term births. I was once again given medications to stop my contractions, however since my water had broken, the doctors felt it best, for my labor to continue if the medications did not work. At 10:50 that morning the contractions intensified and I was rushed to the OR to deliver. At 11:30am Kolton Wayne, twin A was born by natural delivery. Twenty-seven minuets later at 11:57 Karter James twin b was born by c-section. I did not even get to see Kolton, but they held Karter up for me to see for a few seconds before he was whisked away to do life saving procedures on him. Jimmy and I were so scared. We knew they were small but didn’t know at that point how small. Once everything calmed down and I was recovering in my room we were told that Kolton weighted 3lbs 1oz and Karter 2lb 11oz. I was unable to see them until very late that night.After all numbing medications wore off and I was able to stand on my own I was allowed to go by wheelchair to the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit or NICU to see my babies. When we arrived it was very late, we were required to remove all jewelry and scrub our hands up to our elbows with soap and hot water for 1 minute. We would have to do this each time we entered the NICU. The first baby I saw was Karter. He was very small and pink. He had a tiny diaper on him. As I looked him over I noticed that the cartilage in his ears were not completely formed yet, I had read about this in one of my many books about babies and what to expect about their growth at 30 weeks. He was hooked up to the ventilator which was breathing for him because his lungs where not yet developed enough to breath on his own. He had wires and tubes all over him and he was hooked up to a machine that would alarm if his heart rate went too low or too high, if his breathing slowed too much or if his oxygen saturation was too low or too high. Through all the tubes and wires I saw a beautiful baby boy that I was so in love with. Next I was taken to see Kolton who was in another room. He was tiny as well, but a bit bigger than his brother. He had dark hair and lots of it for such a tiny baby. I remember wondering how much he would have had, had he been born full term. He too was hooked up to a ventilator, due to his immature lungs, he also had tubes and wires all over him, but he had one thing different that Karter did not have. He also had the addition of a big lamp that was know as a bililight. This was being used because he was jaundice. He would have the light for a week or more. While on the light he had to wear goggles to protect his immature eyes. Because he was on the light for so long I rarely got to see his tiny little face for the first few weeks. Even though he was a strange blue color due to the lights, and even though he was hooked up to all the same machines as Karter I feel in love with him too. We began to affectionately call him our little monkey.It was the next day that the doctors began to tell us of all the medications they were on and what to expect in terms of their care while in the NICU. On that day July 18, 2006 I heard of surfactant for the first time. The doctors explained to us what the medication was and how it worked and that our boys would more than likely be getting two doses of this. Later when we had the chance we researched exactly what surfactant was and what it was used for. That is when I found the March of Dimes website. I learned that surfactant, which is a soapy substance found in lungs is already present in full term babies and that when they take their first breath their lungs open up and the alveoli or tiny little air sacs stay open afterwards and are ready to receive each breath, however in pre-term infants, when they take their first breath their lungs open but with each exhale their alveoli or air sacs collapse making breathing harder and harder. This is also known as Respiratory Distress Syndrome or RDS. Both Kolton and Karter had this due to their prematurity. What surfactant did for my boys and for many, many preterm infants is it allowed their lungs to balance the pressure on the outside with the pressure on the inside of their lungs and remain open to incoming air. According to the March of Dimes website, surfactant began to be used in the 1980’s developed by Dr. T. Allen Merritt. Since its use the number of babies that die from RDS, has gone from 10,000 per year to less than 1,000. My boys fit into this statistic. My boys where saved not only by the doctors, but also by this wonderful discovery of surfactant, it literally allowed my boys to breath another day.As the days went on we began to learn the ins and outs of the NICU. You are told up front that it is going to be an emotional roller coaster, and it is. Everyday is different, one day things are going good and the next something is not right. You began to think of each day as one step closer to going home. Karter spent 3 days on the Ventilator, Kolton spent two, and the next step after the ventilator is CPAP or Continuous Positive Airway Pressure. CPAP does not breathe for you like the ventilator but it does create enough pressure when you inhale to keep your airway open. Kolton spent 2 days on CPAP and Kater spent 4 days on it. After CPAP is the nasal cannula. The nasal cannula is used to provide supplemental oxygen to a patient. Kolton spent 5 days with the cannula and at 11 days old was breathing room air on his own. Karter would stay on the cannula until he came home and after being home for one month he was able to breathe room air on his own. The boys spent 48 days in the NICU, while there both received many medications to help their heart rate regulate, head ultrasounds to check for brain bleeds, many X-rays to check their heart and other organs, blood transfusions due to low blood counts and the inability of their little bodies to keep up. Light therapy for Jaundice, heel sticks to check their blood gasses. Numerous IV’s in the head, legs and arms and a scar for each of those sticks.This has all been as described to us by the nurses in the NICU, a rollercoaster of a ride, but the end result are two beautiful boys, that to this date have no lasting effects from their prematurity, they are healthy and thriving and we are so thankful, thankful to the March of Dimes for all their research, thankful for the Doctors and nurses that played a part in their survival and thankful to you, those who donate and volunteer in the quest to save babies.
Thank you again.

Wednesday, July 09, 2008

Fun with Markers

We had our first marker accident today. Well it was actually a highlighter but Karter didn't care. While changing Kolton's diaper, Karter disappeared into my bedroom. I called for him and he didn't answer or come so I finished up quickly and went into the room. I saw he had taken a highlighter out of the side table drawer, but the lid was on it. Then I saw his face. I had to laugh he did a pretty good job giving himself some sort of war paint look. Both the boys have been watching me put on my make up and I can only assume that is what he was imitating since he got it so close to his eyes. Time to remove the pens and markers from all drawers.

On a side note, he was not feeling well today, well enough to paint his face, but he had been running a fever. I also asked him to smile and this is what he did. I think he thought I meant show me your teeth, because his daddy says to him "show me your pretty teeth" and this is what he does.

Tuesday, July 08, 2008

Big Datub



That's what Karter calls a bathtub, a datub. The other night I let the boys take a bath in my HUGE master bath tub. The thing is huge, by far the biggest one I have ever seen and the kids seem to really like to take a bath in there. However it is hard for me to reach them and and wash them as the sides are too deep. Anyway here are a couple of pictures.





Monday, July 07, 2008

I like these.








I've had these since the boys were born they were a gift from my mom. While I liked them when she gave them to me, after I sat them on a book shelf I really didn't pay that much attention to them. Since we have moved they ended up somehow in our master bathroom. I removed them from a box and sat them on the counter and there they have stayed . I look at them every morning when I get dressed and every evening before I go to bed. The longer I looked at them the more I like them. I think she got them at Hallmark, but I was unable to find any info on them by doing a short Internet search.


Just by chance one has darker hair than the other just like my boys. One thing that I found unusual is, well they don't have a face. Well they do have a face just no features. I'm not sure why they made them like this, but it's something that I now don't even notice.




Saturday, July 05, 2008

July 4th and why my family Rocks!

Our very chinese, and very nice new neighbors
There are a few people missing from this picture, but it's the majority
Papa pulling Kolton in the wagon

Our crazy Great Dane Zeeo, who despite never seeing fireworks up close, tried to eat them while they were going.
Karter, Kolton and Granddad and a very large pop.
Tha Boyz
My Sister, Mom, Neice, Step-dad and Karter

My sister in law and smiley Collin

Collin-He did this every single time I used the flash

Keelan and Kyndie

*I've been trying to get this post to work all day. Something is not working right either with my computer or with blogger. It won't let me cut and past the pictures to where I want them, so instead of posting none I'm posting them as they loaded. Ugg! I like it to look pretty and it dosen't but it will have to do.

We had a very nice day yesterday. The first part of the day was spent as we do everyday. However the later part of the day was spent with most of our family, at least my side anyway. Just the day before we thought we were going to be going to my sister's new house for the day, however at the last minute that plan fell through and I offered our house for the get together that my sister had planned. There ended up being 22 people show up. Here's where my family rocks. My parents have been divorced for about 16 years and while in the early stages my parents were not the best of friends as the years went on the hurt healed and we have all been able to get along wonderfully. I believe we are truly blessed in this aspect. It allowed us to have a wonderful day and make memories in our new home. Both my parents, their spouses, my mom's mom, and my dad's mom and her mother, along with my sibling and their spouses and kids all were part of yesterdays celebration. That's four generations on my mom's side and five on my dad's all in the same house. That's amazing in it's self no one else I know has five generations still in their family and not many divorced families can get along well enough to be in the same house.

The boys had a great time going from person to person. Being pulled in the wagon by papa and sitting on granddad's lap during some fireworks. Our new neighbors even stopped by to enjoy the get food and conversation.

So I hope everyone had as nice a 4th as our family did.