Stay Tuned... I could say something Brilliant at any moment!: Happy Birthday My SWEET SWEET Boy!

Oliver Edward Beier has arrived!
November 22, 2015 @ 3:37AM
2lbs 6oz 14 inches
26 weeks 6 days
(We will call it 27 weeks)

He is pretty amazing!

Birth Story

Saturday night bleeding started and would not stop. Nurses started magnesium to protect Oliver's brain and I pretty much new this was the end. Keith and my Mom were called, and were at the hospital ASAP. They moved me to L&D so that I would be closer to the OR in case there was an emergency. Once in L&D I started having contractions that were not letting up. I asked for pain medication, and they determined I was in active labor and they were going in for a C section. Apparently, they do not give you drugs when your baby is 27 weeks.
They prepped me for the C section, and then there was a bigger emergency before me. I sat for another 2 hours having contractions. OUCH
Once in OR it took a bit to things rolling. Spinal, puking, drugs, LOTS of pulling and tugging, lady runs out with a baby, panic attack, drugs, calm, passed out.

Keith and my mom were waiting in recovery when I woke up, and two hours later we got to meet Oliver.

Doctor came in to say she was happy we delivered when we did. She had never seen a placenta so deteriorated and was really surprised Oliver was doing so well under those conditions. She said had we not delivered Sunday morning it would have been within two days with Oliver in duress. Not that I had the choice, but I was glad it was under more calm circumstances.

I am having a pretty good recovery. Still a little drugged, have no idea if this blog is coherent.

Oliver was put on the respirator for the first day. He has since moved up to the Cpap, which still gives him support but he breathes more independently. He is pooping and peeing and eating 2ml of breast milk every 2 hours. The scariest thing so far was the install of his picc line.
(A peripherally inserted central catheter (PICC or PIC line), less commonly called a percutaneous indwelling central catheter, is a form of intravenous access that can be used for a prolonged period of time (e.g. for long chemotherapy regimens, extended antibiotic therapy, or total parenteral nutrition).
They use this line to feed him.

He is just a little peanut but is already known as the feisty one in the NICU. He likes to take swings at the doctor when he is getting examined. The nurse said he has a temper. I see all those things as positive and I am happy to be the mom of the feisty one.

Tonight I will get to hold him skin to skin and can't wait!!

Ivy wants to see him so bad, but they will not let anyone under 14 in the NICU due to flu season. It is unlikely she will see him before he comes home. She is very sad about it, and it breaks my heart.
On a happy note...she had her school Thanksgiving yesterday.

Oliver has been able to meet his Vava, Vovo, TT, Uncle Mike, and his Dinha. Thank you Dinha for wheeling me around on Monday, getting me going with my pumping bra and helping get situated for a successful milk producing journey.
Dinha also brought us our first IT"S A BOY balloons and beautiful flowers.
Thank you Grace for the yummy cookies and adorable bear!