Monday, 30 April 2012
Sunday, 29 April 2012
Crafty Sunday
It might be wet n windy outside but there's a warm hive of industry indoors! Quite unprompted the girls have gathered paper, scissors, glue, glitter and coloured film and have made beautiful pictures.
Tula is getting fat, as you can see! We went to see the dermatologist during the week and she doesn't have ichthyosis after all. All that's left to examine now is her bone formation to see if she has any identifiable congenital condition at all.
As you can see time spent holding the baby is still productive! I can just about manage to continue patchworking at the same time. I've made good progress on the Jacob's Ladder, despite getting a bit carried away with preparing for the next quilt.
Garden-wise, the allotment is starting to pull me out of the house again, even though I'd kind of written this year off, I can't resist it when there's so much to do! As well as getting some veg on the go, I also want to sow the wildflower section which has been covered up since last spring in preparation. Have to wait for another gap in the rain for that.
Hope you're having a lovely weekend too whatever the weather's doing! :-)
Tula is getting fat, as you can see! We went to see the dermatologist during the week and she doesn't have ichthyosis after all. All that's left to examine now is her bone formation to see if she has any identifiable congenital condition at all.
As you can see time spent holding the baby is still productive! I can just about manage to continue patchworking at the same time. I've made good progress on the Jacob's Ladder, despite getting a bit carried away with preparing for the next quilt.
Garden-wise, the allotment is starting to pull me out of the house again, even though I'd kind of written this year off, I can't resist it when there's so much to do! As well as getting some veg on the go, I also want to sow the wildflower section which has been covered up since last spring in preparation. Have to wait for another gap in the rain for that.
Hope you're having a lovely weekend too whatever the weather's doing! :-)
Saturday, 14 April 2012
Sunshine in Stroud
We drove to Stroud on Tuesday to meet up with Jess and bring her home at last! It was lovely to see Granny & Grandad and it's always nice to visit Stroud again: it always looks so picturesque when seen with fresh eyes.
We took the dogs for a walk by the canal in Saul. There has been a huge amount of work done to open up the canal network in the area after years of disuse and neglect: as a result Stroud is hosting a major boat festival on July to celebrate.
Fittingly I've been re-reading Laurie Lee's autobiography of a childhood growing up in Stroud in the days before cars dictated the pace of life. The book is beautifully written and so evocative of a lost way of life, when a family trip to the next village, four miles away, meant a day's travelling on foot.
And after all that gorgeous sunshine we're driving back now under grey skies and interminable drizzle. Foolishly I forgot to to take any sewing projects with me so I've been itching to get on with my quilting...
We took the dogs for a walk by the canal in Saul. There has been a huge amount of work done to open up the canal network in the area after years of disuse and neglect: as a result Stroud is hosting a major boat festival on July to celebrate.
Fittingly I've been re-reading Laurie Lee's autobiography of a childhood growing up in Stroud in the days before cars dictated the pace of life. The book is beautifully written and so evocative of a lost way of life, when a family trip to the next village, four miles away, meant a day's travelling on foot.
And after all that gorgeous sunshine we're driving back now under grey skies and interminable drizzle. Foolishly I forgot to to take any sewing projects with me so I've been itching to get on with my quilting...
Tuesday, 10 April 2012
Tula Belle arrives, and Jessie Goes to France
Well here she is at last! Actually, she's already three weeks old...
Then, the worst happened: the next day the midwife decided we should go to the hospital and get her checked by a paediatrician as she was concerned about Tula's flaky skin and thought her upper arms and thighs were disproportionately small (they were in fact deemed small but normal after all). After a chest x-ray, the consultant told us that Tula's ribcage was malformed and therefore her lungs were constricted which means breathing is hard work for her and that she'd tire easily and that this, coupled with her very flaky skin, could indicate an underlying condition. She then said that she wanted to admit us both so that they could conduct further tests on her. So we were in hospital for three days - my idea of hell.
Even though I was feeling much better in myself, after months of illness during pregnancy, the hospital ward was so hot and airless that I immediately felt crap again. Luckily I'd been given a private room, so I had the window open the whole time (even though the ward staff made a point of marching in and closing it) which helped a little. They were thoroughly upset with me for insisting on sleeping with Tula next to me and not in her trolley-cum-crib - in which I was ordered to keep her whenever I left the room: fear of litigation means that mothers are not allowed to carry their newborn infants "in case someone bumps into (them)". So much for the proven benefits of kangaroo care.
It was thoroughly stressful but the test results were all positive, so we know that her heart is fine, her lung capacity is not adversely affecting her body's oxygen levels and that her eyes are free of anomalies. The skin condition was identified as ichthyosis, but she has a very mild form of it and it should clear over the next few weeks.
The upshot of it all is that our little girl is going to need to be monitored regularly throughout her life and that she will always be prone to skin conditions. Whether she has an identifiable condition or not is yet to be ascertained by further appointments with dermatologists and geneticists at the hospital over the next few weeks.
All we're concerned about now is getting her weight up: she has breastfed really well from birth, but only feeds for a few minutes at a time before tiring. This meant that the last time she was weighed, she was pretty much static, so we are now supplementing breastfeeds with four-hourly bottles of formula. Again, not at all my choice, but the priority has to be Tula's (& my) well-being.
Jessie has been in France for a week now, on holiday with her Granny and cousin Bethany for Easter. We've spoken to her on the phone a few times, and she sounds amazingly grown-up! I can't believe she's only four! They're having a great time, and she very proudly told me that she's had dry nappies every night, which is brilliant to hear. Very odd her not being here, I do miss her.
It's been a funny few weeks. Tula was born at home on Saturday morning, after a fairly easy labour in which (as with Milly) everything was pretty slow and relaxed and then suddenly REALLY fast: one minute I was talking through contractions to the midwife, leaving messages on friend's phones; the next I was frantically panting to try to slow things down, yelling for the midwife to hurry the hell up and get here before Tula did!
Milly next to her day-old sister |
Then, the worst happened: the next day the midwife decided we should go to the hospital and get her checked by a paediatrician as she was concerned about Tula's flaky skin and thought her upper arms and thighs were disproportionately small (they were in fact deemed small but normal after all). After a chest x-ray, the consultant told us that Tula's ribcage was malformed and therefore her lungs were constricted which means breathing is hard work for her and that she'd tire easily and that this, coupled with her very flaky skin, could indicate an underlying condition. She then said that she wanted to admit us both so that they could conduct further tests on her. So we were in hospital for three days - my idea of hell.
in hospital |
Even though I was feeling much better in myself, after months of illness during pregnancy, the hospital ward was so hot and airless that I immediately felt crap again. Luckily I'd been given a private room, so I had the window open the whole time (even though the ward staff made a point of marching in and closing it) which helped a little. They were thoroughly upset with me for insisting on sleeping with Tula next to me and not in her trolley-cum-crib - in which I was ordered to keep her whenever I left the room: fear of litigation means that mothers are not allowed to carry their newborn infants "in case someone bumps into (them)". So much for the proven benefits of kangaroo care.
Tula having a chuckle over the dumbass health & safety regs |
It was thoroughly stressful but the test results were all positive, so we know that her heart is fine, her lung capacity is not adversely affecting her body's oxygen levels and that her eyes are free of anomalies. The skin condition was identified as ichthyosis, but she has a very mild form of it and it should clear over the next few weeks.
My hospital visitors |
The upshot of it all is that our little girl is going to need to be monitored regularly throughout her life and that she will always be prone to skin conditions. Whether she has an identifiable condition or not is yet to be ascertained by further appointments with dermatologists and geneticists at the hospital over the next few weeks.
All we're concerned about now is getting her weight up: she has breastfed really well from birth, but only feeds for a few minutes at a time before tiring. This meant that the last time she was weighed, she was pretty much static, so we are now supplementing breastfeeds with four-hourly bottles of formula. Again, not at all my choice, but the priority has to be Tula's (& my) well-being.
Feed chart |
We have started using our National Trust membership: last week we visited Lanhydrock, where we were accosted every few steps by cooing elderly maternal types wanting to look at the babby, to the point where they were virtually following us round the house in a plump gaggle. Yesterday we went to Antony house, home of the Carew family, where Tim Burton's Alice in Wonderland was filmed. It was a pretty lousy day so we didn't look round the whole of the grounds, but the bits we did see were quite lovely.
And today the sun is out but we are in, awaiting health visitor and outreach nurses.... never mind, hopefully we'll have a trip to Stroud later on, as Jess is due back on Thurs and we'll have to pick her up from Granny and Grandad's.
... Tula was weighed today, and after an abysmal measurement last week (she gained 30g over a week), the good news is that she has put on 300g - hippity hop indeed!!
Plant label at Antony |
... Tula was weighed today, and after an abysmal measurement last week (she gained 30g over a week), the good news is that she has put on 300g - hippity hop indeed!!
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