Saturday, November 10, 2007

Emerson's Birth Story

I had a doctor appointment on Tuesday, October 30th at 3:30 pm. Dr. Dyksterhouse "checked" me and it was determined I had dilated to 2 cm (was 1 cm for about 3 weeks). I told him that my baby was "willing me" to have her that week, so I ended up talking him into inducing me--I was to check into the hospital on Thursday night at midnight (really Nov 2). I left his office excited beyond anything and called Jesse right away and told him we're having a baby on Friday!

We had dinner with Tom and Paula on Thursday night. After dinner, we drove down to Milwaukee and dropped Elliot off at Colleen's house (mother in law). We got home at about 11:00 pm--just enough time for me to check my work e-mail one more time, activate my out of office, check voicemail and make sure my bags were good to go.

Jesse and I left the house at about 11:30 pm--hospital, here we come!

We arrived at the hospital right at midnight and they were able to check me in right away. We were escorted to our room (room 244)--it was a really nice birthing suite--large! I changed into my gown and Jesse got comfy in his "bed" (a converted couch). My nurse (can't remember her name) got me started on a 1/4 dose of Cytotek (at about 12:15) and then I had all the fun medical questions to answer. We got done at about 12:45 and I attempted to get some sleep-yeah right. I slept, but it was more like I was awake and kinda dozing. The nurse came in at about 3:00 am and inserted another dose (1/2) of Cytotek. She also checked me and I was still only 2 cm. I did end up sleeping after that and got up at 6:00 am--and didn't go back to sleep after that.

7:00 am brought a shift change and a new nurse--this one was Amy--the same nurse I had with Elliot! She rocked. I loved her then and still do-she was great! I almost miss her and kinda wish we could hang out! LOL

At 8:00 am Dr. Dyksterhouse broke my water. This was interesting. He raised my bed so I was almost touching the ceiling and put that stick thingy inside--and then there was a gush. Jesse was across the room eating his breakfast (punk) and swore someone broke a water balloon. The fluid got all over the doc--it was kinda amusing. He said there was a lot of fluid, so perhaps the baby would be smaller than what was anticipated.

At 8:15 I got up and started walking the halls with Jesse. I did tell Jesse that I was planning on having the baby before noon. We did a bunch of rounds and visited the nursery a few times. Finally at about 9:15 I started feeling the contractions. They were all going right to my back--the same spot I had issues with the entire pregnancy. At about 9:45 ish I told Amy I was ready for the epidural. I went back to my room, she checked me and I was only 3 cm--but the anesthesiologist came in right away and hooked me up. Dr. Gehring is my hero. Epidurals kick butt--I HIGHLY recommend them. Along with the epidural, they also started me on a low dose of Pitocin--I wasn't expecting to get that, but oh well.

I was feeling great--barely feeling a contraction, it was FABULOUS! I guess I was contracting pretty frequently, beats me, though. LOL

Amy checked me at about 11:00 and I was 5 cm--moving right along! Amy suggested we do the "side to side" technique--so onto my right side I rolled. I stayed there for about 15 minutes and felt a twinge of pressure-not really anything to be freaked out about, though. After 15 minutes, I rolled onto my back again so she could check me-I was 7 cm!

I then rolled onto my left side and in walked Dr. D. We (me, Dr. D, Amy and Jesse) were having a pretty in depth conversation about universal healthcare, malpractice, doc's salary's and all of a sudden I started feeling some major pressure. Dr. D asked that I roll back onto my back and he would check me--the pressure was not letting up. Dr. D checked and there was the head--I was ready to go!

I REALLY felt the need to push and kept saying "I need to push". Dr. D kept saying to not because they weren't ready yet. Dr. D and Amy quickly got set up and within about 2 minutes I was ready to push. I could barely feel the contraction, but felt it enough that I pushed about 3 times through one contraction. Waiting for the next contraction, I heard Dr. D singing Blue Collar Man by Styx--I love that man! I started feeling another contraction and pushed 2 times--and then I felt her head come out. What a relief! He asked me to stop pushing and out came the shoulders and the rest of her. I pushed no more than 5 minutes!

I was in such shock in went so fast, I almost didn't hear Jesse go "It's a girl!". Jesse cut the cord and they put the baby up on my belly-she was beautiful! About 10 minutes later, Dr. D. was done doing what he needed to do and he walked out of the room before noon--right on time for his lunch appointment!

They continued the Pitocin (actually gave me the rest of the bag) to alleviate any cramping issues...so there I was watching the nurse asses my little girl. She scored a 9 on both Apgar's and was simply perfect.

I say this every time...

I know, I know...I'm SO horrible at keeping up with this. Oh well...
So a lot has happened in the past couple months.

The biggest thing is that I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl on November 2, 2007 at 11:45 am. She was 6 pounds, 14 ounces and was 19 inches long. Birth story to follow...

Emerson Rose Rulli is the most precious thing in the world. Life is freaking awesome. She's laying beside me gnawing on her Nuk. Now she's in my arms watching me type this. Elliot is playing with a ball--he's such a super big brother. If Emerson makes a peep, he runs up to her and makes sure she's okay. He loves to "pet" her head and is always going "Ohhhh Baby". I love this. If there is anything in the world that makes me happier than being a mom, it's...nothing. Being a mom is by far the most awesome thing. I'm extremely blessed and very happy.
Here's a picture of my new little fart



Ack! She's too freaking cute!

Here is Emerson with her big brother:

You can tell--he just loves her. And look at how big he's getting! Where's my little boy?

Update on mom: Mom is not doing so well. She's been throwing up everything the past week or so. I mean everything. We're taking her to the hospital on Monday morning to get some tests done to see if there's an issue. I'm hoping they do find one so this can be fixed. She's got to HATE this and I hate seeing her like this. Her insurance ran out at Rocky Knoll so Ron's in a HUGE predicament with money. I wish I could help, but can't. It sucks.

Since I get very upset when I "talk" about mom, I'm going to move on to happier things...BIRTH STORY--NEXT!

Friday, September 14, 2007

Don't I just suck?

Been a while since I've posted here...obviously. Man, has the crap gone on in my life.

Yes, I'm still pregnant. Very pregnant, actually. Due date is still November 7th and we're still having a girl as far as we know.

The biggest news in the late: On August 9th at about 7:30 pm, my mom (Sue Fox) had a stroke while pitching horse-shoes at S & R Bar in Plymouth, WI. I was not there, but as the story I heard goes: she was starting to drop her horseshoes and could not pick them up and was complaining that her head hurt and she felt "woozy". Right before she passed out (while the ambulance was on its way), she threw up (and apparently was quite embarrassed by that). The Plymouth Ambulance transported her to St. Nicholas Hospital in Sheboygan, where they realized the severity of what was happened and said she needed a neuro-surgeon. There was Ron's choice--transport her to Green Bay or Milwaukee--he chose Green Bay.

Eagle III Air Medical Transport (a helicopter) came down to get her-I've heard when the helicopter comes to Sheboygan, the town literally stops. People are always wondering who it is that's getting transported. In this case, my mom was a celebrity. She's always bragged about how she got to ride in a helicopter while she was pregnant with me, not so sure she's going to be bragging about this one.

Eagle III transported her to St. Vincent Hospital in GB and checked her into the emergency room.

Let's back up a bit and tell you how I learned of all this: I was playing in the Plymouth Municipal Band at the City park (in Plymouth) for one of our last summer concerts. It was 3 songs before the end of the concert and the announcer said "would the daughter of Sue Fox please come to the podium". My heart skipped a beat but I figured it wasn't anything to be concerned about so I played the next song. I feel horrible about that. After that song, another band-mate passed down a note that read "mom-helicopter Green Bay". I freaked, told the director I was leaving and knocked a music stand down on my way out. I ran to my car, called Ron and he told me what had happened. I met Ron and Jesse at mom's house and we headed up to Green Bay.

When we got to St. Vincent, we were taken to where mom was lying. That was the worst possible image I have ever seen. She was flat on a bed with so many monitor's around her-something one would see in a movie. I couldn't stop crying. Dr. Ot's came in (the neuro surgeon) and presented us with an x-ray of mom's head--there was a deep bleed. I even knew that what I was looking at was not good. Our only option was to drain the blood in her head--so they would have to do essentially brain surgery. There was nothing else to be done, so we said do it--Ron signed the consent form.

About 2 hours later, we were able to see mom in the neuro ICU. It was horrible. She had a big drain/tube coming out of her head, was hooked up to a gazillion monitors and even had a breathing tube. She was no coherent at all, so we decided to get some sleep at a nearby hotel.

The next morning we went to see her again--nothing. She was alive and that was awesome, but there was nothing. No waking up, no movement...it was so hard to see her like that.

The next few days were a blur--it was the weekend. I do remember calling a lot of family members and friends of mom explaining what had happened. I don't know how I got through that weekend.

Every day got a little better. She was off the breathing tube within a few days--but did have IV's galore--so they hooked her up with one of those internal IV things. Within a week or so she also was hooked up to a feeding tube via her nose (which she in turn pulled out one day).

After about 10 days the drain was still in her head doing what it needed to be doing--draining. Dr. Ot's said 10 days is pushing it with a drain like that so he decided to clamp it and see what would happen. For about 8 hours she handled it well--then didn't do so well. So, instead of keeping the drain in, a shunt was placed in mom's head and is currently draining (and will drain for the rest of her life) into her bowel.

After about a week in ICU after the shunt was put in, she was well enough to move to a normal room. After a week in the normal room, she was transported to Rocky Knoll, where she is currently staying.

Everyday is a blessing and we're seeing improvement with each passing day. Though it's quite hard that mom is not there at the house when we visit and she's not there to talk to on my way home from work everyday, she's still "there" and that's what's most important.

I'll back back with updates at a later date--wanted to get this documented...

Monday, April 30, 2007

An update...FINALLY!

Wow. Been awhile, huh?



So here is my apology for not keeping up with my blog. I really really try to update and whenever I think about it, a client calls me or I need to go change a diaper.



That being said, I am sorry for those that religiously check to see if I've actually made an update. I will try to do better.



Let's see--what's new. Well, the big news is that I am pregnant. Elliot is going to be a big brother. Gosh, I'm freaking out. I was an only child and thought it was cool--always had in my mind that I wanted more than one kid and now that it's finally happening, it's very scary to me. I know Jesse and I will be able to handle it and I know Elliot is going to be a GREAT big brother--just a little apprehensive about what to do with 2 kids. Here is a picture of "Cooter" (kinda small, but you get the jist):





I am almost 13 weeks pregnant and things are going much better than they had been. For the past 8 weeks or so it's been a rough road...very tired, nauseous and just feeling drained ALL the time. As soon as I hit my 2nd trimester, I felt better--I don't know if that's a thing of the mind or not, but needless to say I'm happy to be feeling better. Last Dr. appt I gained 2 pounds...so that's a total of 2 pounds gained so far (though I'm sure that had to do with the Oreo's I had eaten that day and not actually baby weight).

Elliot is doing fabulous. He just got over his very first ear infection which actually was not too horrible. Went through a lot of tissue for his runny nose, but he was in great spirits the entire time. He's 100% better now. Since the weather had gotten nicer, he's LOVING playing outside. When it's time to go inside, he whines. His favorite thing to do is pick up stones and hand them to whoever is closest.

Stinky is doing well. Limo business has really picked up--prom season is underway. You cannot believe the calls that man gets--it's bad after I get home and I can only imagine it's bad during the day too. Bad-maybe not such a good word--good for business. Too bad whenever daddy answers the phone Elliot feels the need to screech.

I start band practice tonight for the Plymouth Municipal Band. We'll see how long my back can keep up with it--hurts enough as it is, but add a growing baby to the belly and I'm not sure I'll be able to play. Worth a shot, though.

That's it for now--my very short update.

PS--BAKED CHEETOS ARE AWESOME!!

Friday, March 2, 2007

PORKCHOP

I decided I need to put a picture of Porchop in here :)
Enjoy!

"You wanna be a slacker the rest of your life?!?!"

Okay, okay, okay...I'm a slacker and admit it. I get to caught up in the crap of my life (my job) and totally forget to blog. I suck.

Moving on, life is good.

Let's start with the whole camera fiasco. In November I must have begged and pleaded just enough because my lovely husband said he would order the camera I REALLY REALLY wanted (Canon Digital Rebel Xti), so he did. He ordered it through a web-site from a company based in New York. Well, a few days into the order I called and inquired about the status (because I REALLY wanted it before Christmas). The man on the phone said it was on back order and I would get in about 4 weeks. Dang.

So, 4 weeks came and went and I was without camera. I called customer service again and inquired about the order. The man on the phone said I would have it in exactly 2 weeks. I asked him "you mean I will have no earlier than 2 weeks, nor will I have later than 2 week. I will get it in exactly 2 weeks?". He said yes. I then asked for his name (because I like to keep track of these things) and he hung up on me. PISSED ME OFF. I was about ready to cancel, but decided to wait out the 2 weeks.

2 weeks came and went--no camera. I called again and the man I spoke with said it was still on back-order and I would have in another 8 to 10 weeks! Are you freaking kidding me!?!? I immediately cancelled the order. This was about 2 weeks ago. And then I was depressed and sad and actually cried.

Stinky said he would still get me the camera so I found a great E-Bay auction (from a company with VERY positive feedback) and he ordered the camera...and it shipped today!! (only 4 days after he ordered it!) I'm so freaking excited!

Well, I did a little checking on the original company where he placed the order...turns out that entire is a HUGE scam!! They had like 200 law suits against them in the past 2 years. I really wished I had checked them out BEFORE he had ordered. Lesson learned. The company is Express Cameras. NEVER ORDER FROM THEM!!!

What else...

Porkchop is doing great! He is a smart little guy. Every morning he likes to brush his teeth with mommy--but he usually does it while watching Noggin in the living room. Well, yesterday he left the toothbrush on the coffee table. I was in the bathroom and shouted to him "Elliot, can you please bring mommy your toothbrush?". Not 3 seconds later he walked into the bathroom and handed me his toothbrush. :)

He's been trying to say a lot more words lately--saw pigs on Oobi this morning and started saying "oink oink"--something I hadn't heard before! He still doesn't know "please" and "thank you" but we are working on that daily.

Stinky is good. Limo business has been slower lately, but that's normal. He's been around the house more often on the weekends--something I'm not used to. LOL

Tomorrow is my dear friend Cole's birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY COLE!!! She's in KY and I wish I could be there to celebrate with her. Oh well...looking forward to that trip in May. :)

I heard it's snowing again (like we need more....we have almost 2 feet on the ground as it is!), so I'm going to bug out of work early today.

Love ya'll!!

Saturday, February 10, 2007

Satisfication

No, my friends, I don't believe that is a real word; however, it cracks me up. (there is a story here...)

Anyway, it's Saturday night and I'm home "blogging"-Office Space is on TV in the background. I'm a happy girl. Just heard the line "I believe you have my stapler"...ah...life is good.

Another reason I'm happy--I GOT AN IPOD!! Ya fricken Hoo!! Remember how I said I was admittedly spoiled??? Let's just say my mom kicks ass. I got the cute 4gb pink one. I've already maxed out the space--back about 5 years ago when everyone was on that Napster kick I was able to download my butt off and kept all those songs hanging out on 7 different CD's (they were saved as MP3's, so I could fit lots on a CD). I dusted off the CD's, uploaded everything to iTunes and here I am!

Naga....naga....not gonna work here anymore. Ah, I love this movie.

Back to it. So, life for the moment is darn good. I've joined a gym and it's going well. My body's sure not used to exercise, so it's been tough, but will be well worth it.

Elliot is awesome. He gets cuter every day. His most recent word is "choo choo" but it really comes out as "doo doo" when you ask him what sound a train make. It's pretty dang cute. He is cute. I love that kid to death--I can't remember what life was like without him and to be honest, I don't want to remember life without him. He's my man.

Stinky is good as well. He's out driving right now--that's a shocker. He's been doing more work on the house lately which is super nice. He's made all the cuts for all the molding that goes on top and on the bottom of our kitchen cabinets. I forgot we even had ordered those! It's going to look great when it's all up, I'm excited. We talked about everything we'd like to do to the house this summer--and I think we need to start selling our bodies or win the lottery. Some things on the list: new siding, replacing one window with a door, changing the chair molding, projection TV, new couch, new bed...that's just to name a few. Eek.

Okay, I'm off to watch the rest of Office Space.

Tuesday, January 30, 2007

My Heart Will Go On....

So I came home from work yesterday afternoon to a familiar song...from 1998. Yes, my friends, a Celine Dion classic was playing on the television set that my husband was watching. He, the most manly man ever who wouldn't even come near to admitting he has a "soft side" was knowingly watching Titanic. He had actually taken the video (and I'm talking VHS video) out of the cabinet and had watched it all afternoon--when I got home, the boat was sinking.

Ah...a good chuckle every time I think about it...

Moving on to some random thoughts-

The pellet stove broke. Jesse's got it figured out--something electrical--but we're waiting on the part. So, WE Energies is back in business for a few days. We're so very thankful we have the furnace back-up because it's been FREEZING here in these parts the past few days. I ran outside to start my car this morning and my hair froze. Sometimes I wish it would stay that way because it's actually kinda cute in a wet dog sort of way...and word to the wise--frozen hair doesn't get frizzy!

Last weekend I went to our famous family gathering--"Zimmerama". Elliot and I went up to Neenah (Jesse was driving limo) and hung out with my awesome family. They are great people. I'm not just saying that because they're my family. Every one of them has a characteristic that I love. I love that Lauren is Martha Stewart times 900 in the knitting category-man, that girl can knit! I love that Erin is fluent in Spanish and throws a few words into conversations all the time...not sure if she knows she's doing it or not, but it's cool. I love that James is still very involved in family gatherings, even though I'm sure it's extremely difficult since Yo died. I love that Del gives me 3 kisses on the cheek every time I see him. And yes, I love that the Mueller's still call me "Messy".

That's all for now. I'm sure there's more, but I'm sleepy and ready for bed.

Monday, January 22, 2007

A picture. A good picture. A freaking awesome picture.

So I'm feeling the need for a picture to spice up my blog a bit. Yes, I should be showering you with pictures of my kid...and believe me I have many.



But no, folks. Tonight you are getting a photo of another something that's very near and dear to my heart.



I give to you....



My other 2 boys. Mr JY and Mr. Tommy Shaw. (a photo that I took, mind you :)

Cole-that's for you too!!

Allergist....Smalergist

So I went to the doctor today. For no other reason than about 5 months ago I started having some breathing problems at night. Went to the doc and was diagnosed with asthma--and they suggested I see and allergist to see what was causing the asthma.

Today was my appointment with Dr. Bari, an Indian man that was very hard to understand. I was there for 3 hours. Yes my friends, 3 hours.

I was pricked 36 times and it was determined I am allergic to pretty much everything. Trees, ragweed, dust, cats, dogs, feathers, weeds just to name a few. Funny how I never knew this about myself.

I left the doctor's office with what appeared to be a shopping bag full of goodies. I feel like a frickin drugstore. I was given an inhaler, 2 things of nasal spray, 6 packets of Singulair and a breathing tester. What the heck? I'm not even sick! Ug...this is absurd in my opinion and I told the doctor that...but he said if I'd like the nights of wheezing and not being able to breathe to go away, I need to take this crap. Damn. The price to pay to be able to breathe.

And on to other things...

Elliot fell last night. He tripped on a toy and smacked his head into a wooden bench. He cried for but 10 seconds and was fine, but now he's got a nice mark right in between his eyes that looks like a number "7". Poor kid. I figure this is the start of many bumps and bruises--the way this kid climbs on top of everything, I'm actually shocked this is the first "ouchie".

The pellet stove is working good. The house is sticking around the 68-69 degree mark and we're pleased. I can't wait to get our next energy bill!! (Sorry to my friend (you know how you are) that works at WE Energies--you may be out of a job! LOL)

Hmm...so I guess I lead a pretty boring life--I really have not much else to say.

So, I will sign off for today. I should try to get some more work done considering I took off of work to go to the doctor and was there for 3 HOURS. Ug again.

PS-I've got the fever...baby fever! Keep us in your prayers that we can do some baby dancing that could possibly produce another little noodle! :)

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

No iPod for me. :(

Whew. What a day.

For whatever reason, my days at work are either very very good or very very bad. An "okay" day is just not something I've seen lately. Today was the latter of the first sentence. As soon as I got one thing done, 4 more things were added to my list. yuck.

Anyway, enough about that.

I ended up not finding that "too good to be true but really is true" iPod. I stopped at Wally's at lunch today and drooled over the cute pink one behind the plexi-glass but decided that I could probably find somewhere more worth while to spend $150. I am trying like hell to talk myself into getting it but it's just not working. What is wrong with me!?!? It's like I've all of a sudden gotten a responsibility towards money. That's so unlike me. The old me would have gobbled that iPod up the second it came on the market...and now...now I actually think about my purchases before I move forward with them. Eek. I'm scaring me.

So alas, I am without an iPod. Woe is me.

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Definitions of my code names

To all of you that I just sent the e-mail to giving you the link to my blog--here's a big fat WELCOME to ya! I need to make a couple things clear in my 2 already posted blogs and my future blogs:

"porkchop" = Elliot
"Stinky" = Jesse

Enjoy!!

Pellets. A good thing

So I really thought this blog thing would be something easily updated daily-ha! My freaking job has gotten in the way....again...

Anyway, not too much new in the land of cold days and icy roads. Yes, it has finally snowed here in Wisconsin. A few nights ago we got a couple inches--the first snowfall since sometime in early December I believe. I took a look at the temp outside just a few moments ago-8.2 degrees. Brrrrr.

We recently got a pellet stove. Figured the $700 a month energy bill was a little too much for our checkbook. So, WE Energies beware--there will be massive layoffs. We're not using gas anymore! The pellet stove is actually quite nice--it give a nice amount of heat (the house is warmer now than it was with the furnace running) and the ambiance is nice--though I still freak out when I see a flame out of the corner of my eye. That will take some getting used to. Elliot has been good with it and really has had no interest in walking near it-thank goodness.

Speaking of the porkchop, he's doing well. Apparently when Jesse picked him up at the neighbors house today, he said "Clancey Pants". Clancy is our neighbor's dog. We tried getting him to say it again tonight but to no success. The word tonight was "yeah". All night long. Ask him anything and his answer was "yeah". He seems to be growing into such a little man and I often wonder what on earth we did without him around. We must have been so boring. To those that thought we were, I apologize. It's amazing how such a little guy who can't say but a few words makes me so happy and makes me realize that this is what life is all about.

With that, I am off to search for a "too good to be true but really is true" online deal on an iPod. I tried making a deal with Jesse tonight that I would buy him a coffee on the way home if he would buy me an iPod. Seemed fair to me...

Wednesday, January 3, 2007

A New Year, a New....Year

So, it's 2007. I've been meaning to start a blog for some time and here I am. It's 8:36 in the morning and I'm sitting at my place of work (Maritime Insurance Group) thinking about all the freaking problems I should be dealing with and here I am typing about nothing that pertains to my job. Oh well. Sucks for them. I'm salaried, who gives a rats ass.

Nice way to start, huh?

Anyway, I'll bring this blog up to date with everything that's happened in my life in the past few years. On August 28, 1999 I met some guy on I43 near Sheboygan. This guy (we'll call him "Stinky" from here on out) would ultimately become my husband. (I still get freaked out when I say that word)

We got married on September 22, 2001, a mere 2 years after our funkdified meeting on the freeway. The wedding was a glorious day, full of friends, family and fun (and an open bar for the attendants which we later learned was not the best idea considering there were 40 double Captain and Coke's ordered--thank goodness I'm an only child and am admittedly spoiled--thanks mom for paying the bar bill that exceeded the free beer and free soda for over 200 guests!)

In late November of 2004 we learned that we were pregnant. I took a test, screamed, pooped my pants and then took about 12 more. I did take one of the digital ones and wrapped that up as an early Christmas present to Stinky--the one who hates to do anything early, especially open gifts. After much begging and pleading, he finally opened what appeared to him to be a Popsicle stick-and then saw the word "pregnant". It was a good moment.

We had Elliot on August 31 of 2005. I'll do a birth story later. It was an awesome pregnancy, a great labor and there is nothing on this Earth that is better than Elliot. He is kick ass. He's 16 months now and life with him gets better daily. He can some words now: mom, dad, Bob (for our neighbor), meow, no, nuk, and hi. We're working on words every day with him-I think he'll catch on quick.

That's all the time I have for today. I have some claims problems I need to get to and fix (it's now 3:19 pm. No, it didn't take me that long to write this--I've just been working all freaking day and dealing with crapola.)

Until next time...