Cate is very "milk drunk" in this picture. Her outfit is unzipped because many times we had to wipe her with a baby wipe to wake her up. :)
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Week 4
Cate has done SO well with feeding. She must be just like her Mommy and Daddy :) In the hospital, she had to have formula for the first 2 days, and from there she has been fine. She goes from breast to bottle to pacifier without a hitch. Breastfeeding is such a joy and a lot easier than I had anticipating. I love our time together. I know Scott loves giving her bottles, too.
Cate is very "milk drunk" in this picture. Her outfit is unzipped because many times we had to wipe her with a baby wipe to wake her up. :)
Cate is very "milk drunk" in this picture. Her outfit is unzipped because many times we had to wipe her with a baby wipe to wake her up. :)
Week 3
Week 3 we started "venturing out" a little bit. We took Cate to her Grana's and also to her Bebe's. She does NOT like the car. Scott still makes me ride in the back with her, paci on hand.
In the car on the way to Bebe's.
In the car on the way to Bebe's. Week 2
Week 2 was spent adjusting to our life with Cate. Our first week, we put her in a bassinet beside our bed, slept with her downstairs, and we changed shifts at 3:00. I would have her from 10:00 to 3:00, and Scott from 3:00 to 7:00. She was very fussy anywhere from 1 am to 6 am. We watched so much TV rocking and cuddling her that our TV started dying. Luckily, she quickly got on a better schedule. We had her in her crib at night by the end of week 2.
Mommy holding Cate in her arms. Such a wonderful, indescribable bond.
Mommy holding Cate in her arms. Such a wonderful, indescribable bond.Week 1
Week 1 had us still in the hospital, coming home 3 days after she was born. We were able to give her a "sponge bath" because her umbilical chord was still attached. She slept well in the hospital. We did not want her to scratch her face, so we had mittens on her. When those fell off every 5 seconds, we resorted to socks :) See the precious pictures below.
Saying her "prayers". She is most certainly an answered prayer to her mommy and daddy. We dreamed of her for so long, and she has exceeded all of our expectations. A true blessing from our wonderful Father Above!
She did NOT like her first bath. Now that we can submerge her, she likes it a lot better.
She was much happier when Daddy wrapped her in a warm towel. This might be my favorite picture of her. She is so precious.
Saying her "prayers". She is most certainly an answered prayer to her mommy and daddy. We dreamed of her for so long, and she has exceeded all of our expectations. A true blessing from our wonderful Father Above!
She did NOT like her first bath. Now that we can submerge her, she likes it a lot better. She was much happier when Daddy wrapped her in a warm towel. This might be my favorite picture of her. She is so precious. Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Four Generations
In the hospital, we made sure to get a "4 Generations" picture. Bettye Gattis Blaylock, Barbara Blaylock Zimmerman, Jessica Mease Robbins, and Catherine Allen Robbins.
Cate and her Great Grandma Blaylock (the only one living) :(
Cate and her Great Grandma Blaylock (the only one living) :(Coming Home
After 5 long days in the hospital, we finally got to bring our little girl home on Friday, May 6th. It was warm outside, so we did not know how to dress her. Also, Bebe took a bag home before us to lighten our load, and her "coming home" outfit was in that bag :( So were ALL of her receiving blankets. So, my cute pictures I envisioned were replaced with the handouts from Kennestone. Regardless, she is ADORABLE in these pics and oh-so-tiny!
Aspen fell in love instantly. She is a not only a guard dog for Cate, but a wonderful Big Sister. So gentle when around Cate, and SO worried when we burp her or she is crying.
Cate and Mommy in the wheelchair waiting to be taken out. Mommy was a little emotional.
In the car. She is so teeny tiny in this car seat compared to where she is now!
Aspen fell in love instantly. She is a not only a guard dog for Cate, but a wonderful Big Sister. So gentle when around Cate, and SO worried when we burp her or she is crying.
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Our Birth Story
I am SO sad that it has taken me this long to update our blog. I know everyone has seen plenty of pictures on FB, so I don't feel too guilty. I wanted to write this story so we can remember it and hopefully have it be part of Cate's baby book.
Scott and I left for Kennestone Hospital on Sunday, May 1st at 5:30. We checked in for them to administer Cervadil in anticipation of my induction the next day. Neither one of us got much sleep that night. In the morning, I woke up and was given 45 minutes to take a shower. Around 9:00, they began the Petocin and my doctor broke my water at 10:00. Having my water broken was very painful. Scott had told me he was going to "hang in the background", but when I needed him he was right there. Dr. Pitcher looked me in the eye, told me what she needed me to do, and I did it just because I was able to focus on Scott. Within an hour, my contractions were really strong and hurting very badly. I went ahead and asked for my epidural. Again, Scott was there to hold my hand and make me feel better.
All day Monday, I labored, going from 1 to 6 fairly routinely. Mom and Cathy were in and out, and Scott and I read and played a lot of Gin Rummy. He is VERY good, by the way. Something new I found out about my hubby after all of these years. That night, I was still progressing, but it had slowed. Again, I did not get much sleep because I had an internal monitor, a catheter, and an epidural. Very uncomfortable. My epidural also had a spot where it kept wearing off, so they anesthesia people had to come in throughout the night to adjust it.
At 5:30 am on Tuesday, I woke up to see my doctor at my bed. She explained to me that I had been at 8 cenimeters for several hours, and that Cate's head was still wedged between my hip and my kidney. After 22 hours of labor, she said the words I was dreading, "C Section". After that, it was like a crazy whirlwind. I was crying, and there were about 8 people in my room doing various things: paperwork, anesthesia, vitals, prepping me, etc. On the way down to the operating room I told them I didn't feel well, and by the time the words came out I had thrown up all over my bed. I guess sterilization is not like the movies, because they just wiped it off with a towel and kept going.
Once I got in the operating room, I could see Scott through a window while they prepped me. I just kept asking, "When can my husband come in?" Over and over through tears. Finally he came in (I am sure it was just a couple of minutes) and they started. My epidural was supposed to only let me feel "pressure", which it did. My doctor told me I would feel better when she got the baby out, but it didn't. Apparently, I had been given so much petocin that my body would not stop contracting, which was interfering with her sewing me up. I remember them telling me she was out, and asking if she was okay, and that's all. I did not get to hear her first cry, or see her until after the rest of the family. They fully sedated me to finish the surgery and kicked Scott out of the room. They sent him back to our room with the baby, all alone :( Luckily, when he got back mom and Cathy were there to sit with him. Cate had her eyes wide open and followed Scott's voice wherever he was in the room. Already my little girl was in love with her daddy.
When I woke up in recovery, all I wanted to do was drink some water. I kept asking if my baby was okay and why couldn't I see her? I think I was too groggy and they were waiting for the anesthesia to wear off. But I bet I asked them 50 times in 45 minutes where she was. Everytime I heard the door to the room open, I was hoping it was Scott and Cate. Finally, he wheeled her around the curtain. The nurse immediately unwrapped her and put her on my chest for some "skin to skin" time. I was still a little groggy, but all I could tell Scott is, "She is so beautiful". She laid on my chest with her eyes wide open, and we just looked at each other. The sweetest moment of my life.
Catherine Allen Robbins was here! Born at 6:09 am weighing 6 lbs, 7 oz and a height of 19 inches.
After surgery, we had to spend 3 more days in the hospital. I could not breastfeed Cate for 24 hours after the surgery, and then the next morning I had to have a kidney scan to make sure my doctor had not nicked my ureter. But, Cate did great and has from then on never had a problem going from bottle to breast.
We had so many visitors, I cannot thank everyone enough. We felt so blessed with your love for us and for Cate. Also, I have to say how WONDERFUL the nurses and nurse techs at Kennestone were. They made our stay so comfortable and really gave us the confidence we needed as first time parents. We came home on Friday, May 6th. Here are a few pictures:
On our way to the hospital on Sunday, May 1st.
In the hospital. I'm pretty sure this is early on, but after the epidural. I know this because I am smiling :)
Scott getting ready for my surgery. He looks pretty cute in scrubs, huh?
Scott holding his baby girl for the first time.
Catherine Allen Robbins.
Mommy and Cate the day before we came home.
Getting her hearing test. She did great :)
Scott and I left for Kennestone Hospital on Sunday, May 1st at 5:30. We checked in for them to administer Cervadil in anticipation of my induction the next day. Neither one of us got much sleep that night. In the morning, I woke up and was given 45 minutes to take a shower. Around 9:00, they began the Petocin and my doctor broke my water at 10:00. Having my water broken was very painful. Scott had told me he was going to "hang in the background", but when I needed him he was right there. Dr. Pitcher looked me in the eye, told me what she needed me to do, and I did it just because I was able to focus on Scott. Within an hour, my contractions were really strong and hurting very badly. I went ahead and asked for my epidural. Again, Scott was there to hold my hand and make me feel better.
All day Monday, I labored, going from 1 to 6 fairly routinely. Mom and Cathy were in and out, and Scott and I read and played a lot of Gin Rummy. He is VERY good, by the way. Something new I found out about my hubby after all of these years. That night, I was still progressing, but it had slowed. Again, I did not get much sleep because I had an internal monitor, a catheter, and an epidural. Very uncomfortable. My epidural also had a spot where it kept wearing off, so they anesthesia people had to come in throughout the night to adjust it.
At 5:30 am on Tuesday, I woke up to see my doctor at my bed. She explained to me that I had been at 8 cenimeters for several hours, and that Cate's head was still wedged between my hip and my kidney. After 22 hours of labor, she said the words I was dreading, "C Section". After that, it was like a crazy whirlwind. I was crying, and there were about 8 people in my room doing various things: paperwork, anesthesia, vitals, prepping me, etc. On the way down to the operating room I told them I didn't feel well, and by the time the words came out I had thrown up all over my bed. I guess sterilization is not like the movies, because they just wiped it off with a towel and kept going.
Once I got in the operating room, I could see Scott through a window while they prepped me. I just kept asking, "When can my husband come in?" Over and over through tears. Finally he came in (I am sure it was just a couple of minutes) and they started. My epidural was supposed to only let me feel "pressure", which it did. My doctor told me I would feel better when she got the baby out, but it didn't. Apparently, I had been given so much petocin that my body would not stop contracting, which was interfering with her sewing me up. I remember them telling me she was out, and asking if she was okay, and that's all. I did not get to hear her first cry, or see her until after the rest of the family. They fully sedated me to finish the surgery and kicked Scott out of the room. They sent him back to our room with the baby, all alone :( Luckily, when he got back mom and Cathy were there to sit with him. Cate had her eyes wide open and followed Scott's voice wherever he was in the room. Already my little girl was in love with her daddy.
When I woke up in recovery, all I wanted to do was drink some water. I kept asking if my baby was okay and why couldn't I see her? I think I was too groggy and they were waiting for the anesthesia to wear off. But I bet I asked them 50 times in 45 minutes where she was. Everytime I heard the door to the room open, I was hoping it was Scott and Cate. Finally, he wheeled her around the curtain. The nurse immediately unwrapped her and put her on my chest for some "skin to skin" time. I was still a little groggy, but all I could tell Scott is, "She is so beautiful". She laid on my chest with her eyes wide open, and we just looked at each other. The sweetest moment of my life.
Catherine Allen Robbins was here! Born at 6:09 am weighing 6 lbs, 7 oz and a height of 19 inches.
After surgery, we had to spend 3 more days in the hospital. I could not breastfeed Cate for 24 hours after the surgery, and then the next morning I had to have a kidney scan to make sure my doctor had not nicked my ureter. But, Cate did great and has from then on never had a problem going from bottle to breast.
We had so many visitors, I cannot thank everyone enough. We felt so blessed with your love for us and for Cate. Also, I have to say how WONDERFUL the nurses and nurse techs at Kennestone were. They made our stay so comfortable and really gave us the confidence we needed as first time parents. We came home on Friday, May 6th. Here are a few pictures:
On our way to the hospital on Sunday, May 1st. 
In the hospital. I'm pretty sure this is early on, but after the epidural. I know this because I am smiling :)
Scott getting ready for my surgery. He looks pretty cute in scrubs, huh?
Scott holding his baby girl for the first time. 
Catherine Allen Robbins.
Mommy and Cate the day before we came home.
Getting her hearing test. She did great :)
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