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Rose Fox ([personal profile] rosefox) wrote2016-01-08 01:02 am

"Hungry hungry kitty-toes"

Today was a milestone day for the baby in several ways:

1) The umbilical stump fell off. X and J each independently said, "You're not going to keep that and put it in the baby book, are you?" I may have been somewhat obsessively updating the baby book. (I did not keep it, or even take a picture of it.) Kit's navel looks fine and healthy. Yay for our lovely healthy baby.

2) Kit managed to spit up through the nose as I was in the middle of changing a diaper. This was quite alarming for several reasons. First, I thought the sudden sneezing and drippiness was the first sign of a cold, and freaked out at the thought of our 10-day-old baby being ill and having trouble breathing. Second, babies generally breathe through the nose; Kit was very agitated at not being able to do this, and began screaming. Fortunately I had stocked our medicine cabinet with a Nosefrida nasal aspirator, and I kept a handle on myself long enough to direct X to grab it for me so I could suck out the milk-snot. J called the pediatrician, who said to clear out the nose with a couple of drops of saline solution and more aspiration, so we did that--I'd also stocked the medicine cabinet with saline and told X exactly where it was--and once it became clear that the nose wasn't runny and it was just a onetime thing, I handed the baby to someone and went off to sob.

I am very embarrassed that I reacted that way. I'm generally calm in a crisis. I keep reminding myself that I did all the right things and that I was able to identify the tools to use and tell people where to find them and make use of them. I didn't let the panic get in the way of responding quickly and correctly. And I know it's normal for new parents to be easily agitated about anything that might be the slightest bit wrong with the baby, especially when we're underfed/underslept. But still, I panicked, and I don't like that I panicked.

3) Kit drank four ounces of milk in one go. Turns out this is way too much for a ten-day-old baby. To my surprise, it all stayed down, but I spent about an hour doing tummy rubs and bicycle legs and diaper changes while Kit flailed around and strained and looked very uncomfortable. Poor wee thing. I finally induced sleep with a lightly swaddling sleep sack--it's warm enough in here that Kit was just wearing a shirt and a diaper, but apparently the baby has already formed the impression that that is daytime clothing and nighttime requires pajamas--and a bit of pacifier-sucking. (Apparently bedtime pacifier use significantly reduces SIDS risk, including for low-risk babies. I'd been avoiding it because weaning babies off of a pacifier can be very difficult, but I shall avoid it no more. Kit has literally zero identifiable risk factors for SIDS, which is a very reassuring thing to know, but why take chances?)

Lesson learned: if Kit chugs three ounces and claims to want more, give a pacifier instead and wait for digestion to happen. Everyone will be happier.
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[personal profile] ironed_orchid 2016-01-09 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
New babies seem to be such a steep learning curve, for everyone involved.
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[personal profile] metaphortunate 2016-01-13 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
It's totally hard being a baby! No wonder they sleep so much!
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[personal profile] kate_nepveu 2016-01-09 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
Sucking was so soothing for SteelyKid and the Pip that I'm in awe of people who go pacifier-less for their babies. (Until we found a pacifier that SteelyKid liked, she was using Chad's pinky--a nurse suggested it--and he was starting to get a callus.)

I hear you on not liking panicking despite knowing you held it together when it counted.
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[personal profile] freyjaw 2016-01-19 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
You did everything right and then went off to cry. It gets easier and harder at the same time.
Edited 2016-01-19 01:38 (UTC)

[identity profile] 2016-01-08 01:07 pm (UTC)(link)
I've weaned several kids off a pacifier. Most of the time there is little fuss, but we waited until they were three years old or so. In our case, the more fuss that was made, the more the kid hung onto the pacifier.
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[identity profile] 2016-01-08 02:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Prediction from a lifetime of firsthand experience: They wean themselves off pacifiers, usually around the time they notice other kids, whom they want to talk to and interact with. You can't talk with a binkie in your mouth. The pacifier in non-fuss, kid-chosen weaning is relegated to nap or bedtime or cry time, and then the day comes when they look at it and say, "Those are for babies." Usually well before kindergarten. The only kids I've ever seen who wanted them at older ages had been involved in traumatic situations.

[identity profile] 2016-01-08 03:43 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't suppose it's any help to remember that a baby who's getting enough air in the lungs to scream probably is breathing adequately?
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[identity profile] 2016-01-08 06:06 pm (UTC)(link)
this actually helped me to remind myself of, at various intervals.

[identity profile] 2016-01-08 04:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Adira was born with a head cold and the usual hatred of the nose snukker. A newborn with a head cold is a sad and pathetic wee thing, but it does pass. I never had spit up thru the nose happen, that's new to me, and sounds like a fairly disturbing thing to see.

[identity profile] 2016-01-08 06:54 pm (UTC)(link)
well, it was because I had a head cold , too, but I had a better grasp on how to blow my nose and figured out the breathing thing better. Also, I didn't have to try and eat and breathe at the same time with poor results.
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[personal profile] ailbhe 2016-01-08 04:59 pm (UTC)(link)

When I had a toddler stop breathing, I panicked, and my panic led me to do *exactly the right things* to get her breathing again, and the paramedics said that some people do just have *useful* panic reactions and I should hang on to them.

Perhaps it's useful to know your panic does useful things too, even if it's not the optimal reaction.
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[personal profile] ivy 2016-01-10 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
Also, a lot of the time, panic in medical situations comes from being very very vested and having no practice at it. Now you've had practice. So if anything like that happens again, you're more likely to be less panicked because you've gained experience in that particular crisis. You've got this.

[identity profile] 2016-01-08 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)
When I panic, everything, including time, just seems to slow down, and I feel like I have plenty of time to do what needs doing. It's still panic, but it's a panic where things become very clear.

[identity profile] 2016-01-08 07:17 pm (UTC)(link)
You are doing really well. You all are. Honestly.

[identity profile] 2016-01-08 09:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Good work!

Man, I hated the aspirator, though. I didn't much mind how long I changed diapers, but applying the aspirator was torture for both the chun man and me.

[identity profile] 2016-01-09 05:09 pm (UTC)(link)
in times of less stress you may find yourself by your child's hatred of it, which was my problem. (Babies love to be changed kindly! They hate the aspirator!) I hope not, though, or that Kit may become resigned.

[identity profile] 2016-01-09 07:49 am (UTC)(link)
We just elegantly call it the "snot-sucker" although, we don't have the Nosefrida brand one.

Last year, yay for being a February baby, my son caught his first cold at two weeks old. We've been sick on and off ever since, but it's really becaue his sister brings home every identifiable germ from preschool. We spent a lot of time sitting in a hot, steamy bathroom when he was that little.

My newborn panic reaction was when my daughter's umbilical cord started to bleed onto her onesie. Ten years off my life--never to be retrieved. =) (FWIW, yay for prompt cord falling off! Both of my kids were terrible and hung onto their cord stumps for a month or so.)