Sorry for the unexpected hiatus! These past few weeks have been a flurry of visitors, packing, grading, and crocheting.
Many of my followers are already aware, but I opened an Etsy shop two weeks ago. If you're looking for cute and colorful crochet creations, look no further than Peachy Colleen Crochet.
We're going on our March for Babies walk tomorrow, and we are especially excited because we (slightly) exceeded our fundraising goal! Our team, which covers more than one state and has a lot of members, raised over $23,000 for the March of Dimes. My friend Liz is one of the top Philadelphia fundraisers. We are walking in memory of her nephew, Dylan, and in honor of all the babies born too early or with other issues. Our (thankfully brief) time in the ICN at Penn showed us what kind of work is being done to help all babies thrive, and we feel very connected to the cause. If Elliott had stayed much longer in the ICN, I'm sure we would have benefitted from the March of Dimes in some way. Anyway, we are so glad we could help Liz and her family honor her nephew in such a big way. Pictures coming soon.
Better get to bed! Early morning and a full day. As much as I love relaxing, more memories are made on full days. :)
- M.
Elliott is getting so big!
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Saturday, April 28, 2012
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
March for Babies...in April!
Last year, while I was enjoying a complication free, blessing of a pregnancy, my friend Liz's sister was going through the opposite. Liz was one of Jason and I's roommates in the Sansom house, and it was so difficult to watch Liz and her family deal with her nephew's ups and downs. Liz was always so wonderful during my pregnancy, willing to listen to my aches and pains and complaints and worries. After Jason, she was the next to know that we were pregnant. She was the one who first suggested that I might be expecting...it's like she has baby radar.
Fast forward to this summer. Her nephew was born via emergency c-section about a month after Elliott was born. He had a number of health problems and was stronger than anyone anticipated. However, it was all eventually too much for him and he passed away in October.
Any woman who is expecting, no matter how well she takes care of herself, worries about the possibility of complications. When those complications arise, the March of Dimes is there, doing research and helping families with premature little ones. The March of Dimes original mission was actually funding polio research. Polio is now near-extinct, so they have moved on to the health of babies. When Elliott spent his few days in the ICN, we saw first hand how these littlest of the little ones are taken care of. Advancements have been made to help those babies who need a little extra help when they come into the world.
In April, Jason, Elliott, and I will be walking with Liz in memory of her nephew, Dylan. Well, Elliott will probably be riding in his stroller or wrapped in the Moby, let's be honest. I am usually apprehensive to ask others to donate money to things, but this is a cause we feel very strongly about. If you can, consider clicking on my March for Babies badge and donating. Even $5 helps! I'm already 1/3 of the way to my initial goal, which I would love to increase and help more babies. I'm also excited to participate in the walk with my family. It'll be a great day out on the Parkway (Ben Franklin), and it will be fun to spend the morning with Liz and our other friends who are walking.
Thanks in advance! If you can't donate (which I totally understand), keep our endeavors in your thoughts and prayers. We walk for babies on April 29th!
- J & M & E & B.
Fast forward to this summer. Her nephew was born via emergency c-section about a month after Elliott was born. He had a number of health problems and was stronger than anyone anticipated. However, it was all eventually too much for him and he passed away in October.
Any woman who is expecting, no matter how well she takes care of herself, worries about the possibility of complications. When those complications arise, the March of Dimes is there, doing research and helping families with premature little ones. The March of Dimes original mission was actually funding polio research. Polio is now near-extinct, so they have moved on to the health of babies. When Elliott spent his few days in the ICN, we saw first hand how these littlest of the little ones are taken care of. Advancements have been made to help those babies who need a little extra help when they come into the world.
In April, Jason, Elliott, and I will be walking with Liz in memory of her nephew, Dylan. Well, Elliott will probably be riding in his stroller or wrapped in the Moby, let's be honest. I am usually apprehensive to ask others to donate money to things, but this is a cause we feel very strongly about. If you can, consider clicking on my March for Babies badge and donating. Even $5 helps! I'm already 1/3 of the way to my initial goal, which I would love to increase and help more babies. I'm also excited to participate in the walk with my family. It'll be a great day out on the Parkway (Ben Franklin), and it will be fun to spend the morning with Liz and our other friends who are walking.
Thanks in advance! If you can't donate (which I totally understand), keep our endeavors in your thoughts and prayers. We walk for babies on April 29th!
- J & M & E & B.
Monday, December 5, 2011
In Praise of the Moby
This entry is brought to you by the Moby.
What is a Moby? Oh, it is a lifesaver. It allows me to comfort my son when his teeth and gums are so very sore, while also making dinner or grading papers. Right now, he is asleep on my chest, calm as could be. 20 minutes ago, he was crying and giving me that look. Moms know that look. It says "Mama, why are my gums on fire? AHHHHHHH!" A few minutes of walking around in the wrap (with the lights low) and he is out.
The wrap is one of those things that people stereotype in Mommyland. Some women see the wrap and think "Attachment Parent! Oh noes!" I used to. I lumped it in with crunchy granola parenting practices such as nursing until age three, co-sleeping, and raising gender-free children. However, I saw it in action not long before I got pregnant. It was on the street, and the couple was having a quiet conversation, and their little one was blissfully dozing. They looked a lot like me and Jason. I registered for one. My cousin's wife used it with much success, and when I opened it at my shower (thanks Aunt Jan), she immediately sang its praises. Another friend used it when she and her family chaperoned a school trip to Italy.
I tried it early on, once I got confident even holding E. He was not happy about it. I asked the friend who used it in Italy (in the summer, no less) for advice. "It's all about confidence," she stated. "If you seem tentative and awkward, he won't feel as secure." I tried again when E was about 4 weeks old. He fell asleep immediately. I used it for the next couple of weeks, including on our beach vacation. When we stayed a night at a hotel, I used it to carry him to breakfast and eat. After the earthquake, I carried him around for the next few hours, just to calm my nerves.
At about 2 months, he wanted nothing to do with it again. He was too big for the newborn hold, but did not possess the muscle development to hold his head in the hug hold. I put the Moby away, assuming I wouldn't see it again until Baby #2 (which is a number of years away).
Cut to the past week. Elliott has been teething and inconsolable during the late afternoon and early evening. He wants to be held and walked around the apartment, which as he pushes 16 or 17 pounds, does a number on my arms and back. I thought about the Moby. I slipped him in (he has excellent head control and has for a little while) and he fell asleep. I used it at my parent's this past weekend. Jason learned to use it on Sunday.
I honestly urge Mamas with colic-y or "high-needs" babies to give the Moby a try. It's a bit pricy ($40), so ask to borrow one from a friend. I had great success, but some babies may not take to it as well.
- J & M.
PS: This product endorsement is all due to the joy of having a happy baby. Moby did not pay me to say any of this.
What is a Moby? Oh, it is a lifesaver. It allows me to comfort my son when his teeth and gums are so very sore, while also making dinner or grading papers. Right now, he is asleep on my chest, calm as could be. 20 minutes ago, he was crying and giving me that look. Moms know that look. It says "Mama, why are my gums on fire? AHHHHHHH!" A few minutes of walking around in the wrap (with the lights low) and he is out.
The wrap is one of those things that people stereotype in Mommyland. Some women see the wrap and think "Attachment Parent! Oh noes!" I used to. I lumped it in with crunchy granola parenting practices such as nursing until age three, co-sleeping, and raising gender-free children. However, I saw it in action not long before I got pregnant. It was on the street, and the couple was having a quiet conversation, and their little one was blissfully dozing. They looked a lot like me and Jason. I registered for one. My cousin's wife used it with much success, and when I opened it at my shower (thanks Aunt Jan), she immediately sang its praises. Another friend used it when she and her family chaperoned a school trip to Italy.
I tried it early on, once I got confident even holding E. He was not happy about it. I asked the friend who used it in Italy (in the summer, no less) for advice. "It's all about confidence," she stated. "If you seem tentative and awkward, he won't feel as secure." I tried again when E was about 4 weeks old. He fell asleep immediately. I used it for the next couple of weeks, including on our beach vacation. When we stayed a night at a hotel, I used it to carry him to breakfast and eat. After the earthquake, I carried him around for the next few hours, just to calm my nerves.
At about 2 months, he wanted nothing to do with it again. He was too big for the newborn hold, but did not possess the muscle development to hold his head in the hug hold. I put the Moby away, assuming I wouldn't see it again until Baby #2 (which is a number of years away).
Cut to the past week. Elliott has been teething and inconsolable during the late afternoon and early evening. He wants to be held and walked around the apartment, which as he pushes 16 or 17 pounds, does a number on my arms and back. I thought about the Moby. I slipped him in (he has excellent head control and has for a little while) and he fell asleep. I used it at my parent's this past weekend. Jason learned to use it on Sunday.
I honestly urge Mamas with colic-y or "high-needs" babies to give the Moby a try. It's a bit pricy ($40), so ask to borrow one from a friend. I had great success, but some babies may not take to it as well.
- J & M.
PS: This product endorsement is all due to the joy of having a happy baby. Moby did not pay me to say any of this.
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Busy week!
We Yingers have had quite the busy week!
Last Saturday, my parents came up to visit. They like to see Elliott about every 2 weeks, so we've been lucky enough to see them more than ever. They helped me get our apartment in order because it's hard sometimes between work and Elliott to really get cleaning done the way I want. If I have someone here to entertain E, it's much easier. Afterwards we went to Main Street at Exton, which is a pretty extensive outdoor mall. We also met up with my Aunt Chris, who lives nearby, and my dad watched Elliott while the ladies looked around and shopped. I found some really neat stuff at Pier 1, and I actually can't wait to go back before Christmas. We ended the day with soup and sandwiches at Aunt Chris (I'm still wishing I had more homemade chicken noodle soup).
On Monday, Elliott and I ventured across the Delaware to the Allen's for a jewelry party. While I really didn't look at jewelry much, I did get to catch up with Sara, and Elliott got passed around between her parents. It was a successful little trip. It was the longest trip I've gone on with just Elliott, so I feel much more confident that I can do things on my own.
Elliott had his two-month appointment on Thursday, and it turns out we have quite the big boy. He weighs 12 pounds and 8 ounces (12 1/2 pounds!), which is in the 75th percentile. He's 22 3/4" long, and his head is 16" around. He had to have his bellybutton cauterized because something wasn't healing as well as it should (he didn't feel it, as your bellybutton has no nerves!) and he did pretty well for his shots. Granted, he cried, but he didn't stay upset for long and was just sleepy afterward. Otherwise, he hasn't seemed to have any side effects. Yay!
Today we are waiting for Jason's parents to come visit. They haven't seen Elliott since Labor Day, so I'm sure they'll be fascinated by all the changes he's made over time.
Right now, the "year of babies" is really ramping up. One friend just had a baby on Thursday, and my friend Nancy is ready to pop. I know no less than 17 people who either are pregnant or have a child under the age of one. Elliott will have lots of cousins and new friends around his age. I'm totally OK with this.
Here are some new pictures of our guy:
- J & M.
Last Saturday, my parents came up to visit. They like to see Elliott about every 2 weeks, so we've been lucky enough to see them more than ever. They helped me get our apartment in order because it's hard sometimes between work and Elliott to really get cleaning done the way I want. If I have someone here to entertain E, it's much easier. Afterwards we went to Main Street at Exton, which is a pretty extensive outdoor mall. We also met up with my Aunt Chris, who lives nearby, and my dad watched Elliott while the ladies looked around and shopped. I found some really neat stuff at Pier 1, and I actually can't wait to go back before Christmas. We ended the day with soup and sandwiches at Aunt Chris (I'm still wishing I had more homemade chicken noodle soup).
On Monday, Elliott and I ventured across the Delaware to the Allen's for a jewelry party. While I really didn't look at jewelry much, I did get to catch up with Sara, and Elliott got passed around between her parents. It was a successful little trip. It was the longest trip I've gone on with just Elliott, so I feel much more confident that I can do things on my own.
Elliott had his two-month appointment on Thursday, and it turns out we have quite the big boy. He weighs 12 pounds and 8 ounces (12 1/2 pounds!), which is in the 75th percentile. He's 22 3/4" long, and his head is 16" around. He had to have his bellybutton cauterized because something wasn't healing as well as it should (he didn't feel it, as your bellybutton has no nerves!) and he did pretty well for his shots. Granted, he cried, but he didn't stay upset for long and was just sleepy afterward. Otherwise, he hasn't seemed to have any side effects. Yay!
Today we are waiting for Jason's parents to come visit. They haven't seen Elliott since Labor Day, so I'm sure they'll be fascinated by all the changes he's made over time.
Right now, the "year of babies" is really ramping up. One friend just had a baby on Thursday, and my friend Nancy is ready to pop. I know no less than 17 people who either are pregnant or have a child under the age of one. Elliott will have lots of cousins and new friends around his age. I'm totally OK with this.
Here are some new pictures of our guy:
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| Playing with Grandma Tay-Tay. |
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| Just being sweet. |
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| Look at that grasp! |
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| Hanging out with Aunt Chris. |
Thursday, September 15, 2011
2 Months Old!
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| Happy 2 Month Old. |
He is still the happy, adaptable boy we brought home from the hospital. When we took him to Mom and Dad McGee's over Labor Day, he was happy to sleep in the Pack 'n' Play away from Mommy and Daddy. He let the cats sniff him and anyone who wanted to hold him was greeted with a smile. He still looks like a baby version of my dad, which almost everyone who knows my dad comments on. He's still the easy little dude we love.
On the changes front, he has really started to enjoy playing with toys and following them with his eyes. He is happiest watching his mobile go around and around. He's sleeping like a champ too. He goes down usually between 9 and 10 and wakes up between 6 and 7 for a bottle or nursing session, then he's down again until about 9 or 10. Bathtime is another favorite of Elliott's. He is also growing hair on the top of his head to match the hair on the sides. He looked like a man with male-pattern baldness until this week. It's so fuzzy and cute!
This weekend we're looking forward to a visit from Grandma and Grandpa and possibly a little trip to my aunt and uncle's. It'll be nice to get out of the apartment for something other than work. When I'm home after work, I don't go anywhere because Jason has the car. Therefore, I have to rely on friends to come and visit me. Meg and Em visited on separate occasions, which helped break up the week. We're also still working on getting the house in order. I'm purging stuff like crazy because we just have so much that stays in boxes with each move. It's nice to have the extra storage space.
I wonder what month three has in store for us!
- J & M.
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Lessons Learned
Here we are about 7 weeks into Elliott's "time on the outside," and I would like to think that I've learned some things. I can survive and thrive on the same amount of sleep that I did in college, I can balance things better than I thought, and I love sitting in rocking chairs.
I'm sure every mom looks back at the things she "had to have" and thinks "how silly." Granted, certain things won't be useful until Elliott gets a little older, but other things have already proven to be either life-savers or space-wasters.
LIFE SAVERS
1. Bottle brush: Because my dishwasher leaves a lot to be desired with my bottles, I love using a bottle brush. Mine even has a hidden brush in the handle for a small brush to clean tight spots.
2. Boppy: What would any nursing mom do without this wonder pillow! My arms would probably give out before Elliott was finished with each session. Also, it's a great way to prop him up to play with him. Could they make adult Boppys?
3. Pack 'n' Play: We use this so E can sleep in our room. It's portable, so we can pull it from one room to the other if need be. It's great for traveling, although we've only used my mother-in-law's so far (she bought one from a friend to have at her house for her and my mom to use).
4. Medela pump / bottles: I've had great luck with this pump (I use the hand-model...I wasn't impressed by the electric model in the hospital). The great thing is that any bottle or container from that brand is meant to work with the pump. I can pump right into bottles! Silly, I know, but nice to only dirty one container.
5. Hand-sanitizer: All babies have less-than-awesome immune systems, so it's always a good rule of thumb to scrub up before you touch a little one. However, after having an ICN baby, and having to literally scrub up when we entered the nursery, we are really into keeping our hands super clean. We have little bottles in every bag and purse, and we have larger pumps in the living room and our bedroom. I even keep a little bottle in the dresser / changing table so I can wash up without walking away.
6. Baby tub: Some people can deal with a sink or tub and freestyle it; we can't. Ours has a little shelf built in for his little bum to rest on. Plus, it's a whale and has little toys to attach to it when he gets a little older.
7. Glider: He's soothed by it, so it's awesome. Ours has a gliding foot rest too.
8. Diaper bag: This kinda goes without saying, but we love our diaper bag. It's perfect. We have the Skip Hop bag, which has a lot of pockets that are easy to access with one hand, as well as a cell phone pocket and a holder for a water bottle.
9. Dry Erase Marker: I use this to temporarily mark bottles after pumping so I remember which one to use first.
10. Water Bottle: I used one to death (literally...it eventually cracked) when I was pregnant, but I use this just as much now since I'm nursing. I have a 25 oz Camelback, which doesn't spill and is easy to carry and clean.
SPACE WASTERS
1. Dishwasher rack: I think it's the quality of my dishwasher, but all my bottles come out spotty and the nipples don't really look clean. I just use my handy-dandy bottle brush instead.
2. Mittens / socks: Elliott doesn't keep these on, and it's pretty hot out to boot.
3. Diaper holder: It's not super close to the changing table, so we don't really use it. It's holding the Luvs diapers that we don't use right now. Luvs leak for Elliott. Lame.
4. Changing "table" & mobile on Pack 'n' Play: The mobile is not being used because for a while, we moved the PnP all the time. I guess we could put it back on now that we don't move it. The changing table on it tilts, making diaper changes interesting.
5. Baby powder and oil: Perhaps I just haven't found the reason for baby oil, but I just don't use it (and I have two GIANT bottles of it). I registered for these massive containers, thinking they were baby care staples...not so much. I did the same with Vaseline though and that was a good decision. Apparently baby powder is also no longer en vogue, but it's lavender scented, so I'll just use it in the summer to keep dry.
NICE TO HAVE, BUT NOT ESSENTIAL
1. Burt's Bees Baby Bee products: These smell so good and they work just wonderfully. Elliott smells like lavender and honey when his bath is over. :)
2. Wipe Warmer: Right now, it's a wipe holder (we just buy wipe refills), but in the winter I'm sure it will be nice for him not to have cold wipes.
3. Moby Wrap: I use this a little around the house, but because of the heat, I have held off. He likes being in there and being close to me. I used it on vacation only once, which was to go to breakfast. The rest of the week was too hot.
4. Diaper Genie: It's a glorified trash can. We got it for free, so no complaints. I also made a diaper pail out of a kitty litter pail (they are huge and air tight). I covered it with fabric, but it's not the best looking thing in the world. Oh well.
There you have it!
- J & M.
I'm sure every mom looks back at the things she "had to have" and thinks "how silly." Granted, certain things won't be useful until Elliott gets a little older, but other things have already proven to be either life-savers or space-wasters.
LIFE SAVERS
1. Bottle brush: Because my dishwasher leaves a lot to be desired with my bottles, I love using a bottle brush. Mine even has a hidden brush in the handle for a small brush to clean tight spots.
2. Boppy: What would any nursing mom do without this wonder pillow! My arms would probably give out before Elliott was finished with each session. Also, it's a great way to prop him up to play with him. Could they make adult Boppys?
3. Pack 'n' Play: We use this so E can sleep in our room. It's portable, so we can pull it from one room to the other if need be. It's great for traveling, although we've only used my mother-in-law's so far (she bought one from a friend to have at her house for her and my mom to use).
4. Medela pump / bottles: I've had great luck with this pump (I use the hand-model...I wasn't impressed by the electric model in the hospital). The great thing is that any bottle or container from that brand is meant to work with the pump. I can pump right into bottles! Silly, I know, but nice to only dirty one container.
5. Hand-sanitizer: All babies have less-than-awesome immune systems, so it's always a good rule of thumb to scrub up before you touch a little one. However, after having an ICN baby, and having to literally scrub up when we entered the nursery, we are really into keeping our hands super clean. We have little bottles in every bag and purse, and we have larger pumps in the living room and our bedroom. I even keep a little bottle in the dresser / changing table so I can wash up without walking away.
6. Baby tub: Some people can deal with a sink or tub and freestyle it; we can't. Ours has a little shelf built in for his little bum to rest on. Plus, it's a whale and has little toys to attach to it when he gets a little older.
7. Glider: He's soothed by it, so it's awesome. Ours has a gliding foot rest too.
8. Diaper bag: This kinda goes without saying, but we love our diaper bag. It's perfect. We have the Skip Hop bag, which has a lot of pockets that are easy to access with one hand, as well as a cell phone pocket and a holder for a water bottle.
9. Dry Erase Marker: I use this to temporarily mark bottles after pumping so I remember which one to use first.
10. Water Bottle: I used one to death (literally...it eventually cracked) when I was pregnant, but I use this just as much now since I'm nursing. I have a 25 oz Camelback, which doesn't spill and is easy to carry and clean.
SPACE WASTERS
1. Dishwasher rack: I think it's the quality of my dishwasher, but all my bottles come out spotty and the nipples don't really look clean. I just use my handy-dandy bottle brush instead.
2. Mittens / socks: Elliott doesn't keep these on, and it's pretty hot out to boot.
3. Diaper holder: It's not super close to the changing table, so we don't really use it. It's holding the Luvs diapers that we don't use right now. Luvs leak for Elliott. Lame.
4. Changing "table" & mobile on Pack 'n' Play: The mobile is not being used because for a while, we moved the PnP all the time. I guess we could put it back on now that we don't move it. The changing table on it tilts, making diaper changes interesting.
5. Baby powder and oil: Perhaps I just haven't found the reason for baby oil, but I just don't use it (and I have two GIANT bottles of it). I registered for these massive containers, thinking they were baby care staples...not so much. I did the same with Vaseline though and that was a good decision. Apparently baby powder is also no longer en vogue, but it's lavender scented, so I'll just use it in the summer to keep dry.
NICE TO HAVE, BUT NOT ESSENTIAL
1. Burt's Bees Baby Bee products: These smell so good and they work just wonderfully. Elliott smells like lavender and honey when his bath is over. :)
2. Wipe Warmer: Right now, it's a wipe holder (we just buy wipe refills), but in the winter I'm sure it will be nice for him not to have cold wipes.
3. Moby Wrap: I use this a little around the house, but because of the heat, I have held off. He likes being in there and being close to me. I used it on vacation only once, which was to go to breakfast. The rest of the week was too hot.
4. Diaper Genie: It's a glorified trash can. We got it for free, so no complaints. I also made a diaper pail out of a kitty litter pail (they are huge and air tight). I covered it with fabric, but it's not the best looking thing in the world. Oh well.
There you have it!
- J & M.
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
On My Own.
Jason returned to work last week, and this week, I'm flying solo during the day. His mom was wonderful enough to help me, and my sister was here on Monday, but yesterday I was a one-man wolf pack. I think it was successful, although the urge to call Jason in frustration appeared a few times (and I resisted).
Elliott cluster feeds almost everyday, and yesterday was no exception. I should just assume he's cluster feeding if he cries because that seems to be the only reason he gets upset. He makes me sad when he cries because I just want to fix whatever is making him unhappy. Last night was kinda hellish for us, as he was cluster feeding from 8 pm until 4 am. We gave him formula twice, just so I could get more than a half-hour of sleep. I hate relying on formula for the extra sleep, but Jason has no other way to feed him!
At the pediatrician today, we got some sage advice on combatting cluster feedings, mainly through keeping my supply up so Elliott doesn't feel like he needs to cluster feed. First, we will forgo formula as much as possible for the next week or so. I cannot miss a feeding, since this early in the breastfeeding experience, my supply is "fragile." One missed feeding and my body may begin to assume that I'm over breastfeeding. Crazy. If I have to miss for some reason, I need to pump instead. Second, we learned to help him sleep better over all. We used to swaddle him with his arms out, as he would pull them out on his own. Now, we learned to swaddle him with his arms straight down. He may not like it at first, but it will keep him from his arms waking him up accidentally. If he startles, his arms may hit him and wake him up more, and as a result he may think it's time to eat. A brush from his arm also may trick him into thinking food is near and he'll start rooting and want to eat. Hopefully all this will keep him sleeping soundly between feedings.
Despite all this, which makes it sound like breastfeeding is so hard, he is growing well and feeding is usually very easy and makes him happy. He is 8 pounds, 15 ounces (50th percentile), 21 inches (25th percentile), and his head is 15 inches (also 50th percentile). Right on target. I knew he was growing fast, as my arms were trying to adapt to my quickly growing boy, but I had no idea he gained a pound and a half in two weeks! The doctor also mentioned that growth spurts will also bring on restless nights and cluster feedings, so last night might have been partially due to that as well.
After my mid-day nap, I was super productive. We got rid of the bed that was in his nursery (well, just a really good futon mattress, but we gave up looking for a frame and gave it to my sister, who is moving this weekend). This opened up a ton of space, so I rearranged his nursery a bit. I also organized some of my crafting supplies, and perhaps after dinner, I'll do some crocheting.
We leave for vacation in a little over a week, so I have a list of things to get done. Nothing crazy, just cleaning and packing and normal vacation prep. My mom is coming up for a day next week to help me out with this, so I think it's totally do-able. My parents and sister also treated me to a pedicure, which I'll get while my mom is here to babysit. I'm so excited. I love getting pedicures, but I haven't gotten one since about a month before I got pregnant. I considered getting one around month eight or nine, but the idea of the fumes put me off. I'm also psyched for vacation because we will have a lot of help with the baby and I'll get to relax a bit (and hopefully catch up on reading and crochet). Elliott can't really go out in the sun and I can't get in the pool, so he and I will spend quality time indoors. I am about a quarter of the way done with his blanket, so I hope to get that finished before the fall. Crocheted blankets, especially one done with granny squares, are so cozy and will be perfect to cuddle in on chilly fall walks. I also have a bootie to finish and some other small items on the back burner. My reading list is also calling me, and while I get a lot of reading done during feedings (sometimes I read out loud to him, but mostly he closes his eyes anyway), I will love having nice nooks to read in.
Thanks for the supportive / helpful / lovely comments. Motherhood is so much easier when you know other people are experienced or experiencing it with you.
- J & M.
Elliott cluster feeds almost everyday, and yesterday was no exception. I should just assume he's cluster feeding if he cries because that seems to be the only reason he gets upset. He makes me sad when he cries because I just want to fix whatever is making him unhappy. Last night was kinda hellish for us, as he was cluster feeding from 8 pm until 4 am. We gave him formula twice, just so I could get more than a half-hour of sleep. I hate relying on formula for the extra sleep, but Jason has no other way to feed him!
At the pediatrician today, we got some sage advice on combatting cluster feedings, mainly through keeping my supply up so Elliott doesn't feel like he needs to cluster feed. First, we will forgo formula as much as possible for the next week or so. I cannot miss a feeding, since this early in the breastfeeding experience, my supply is "fragile." One missed feeding and my body may begin to assume that I'm over breastfeeding. Crazy. If I have to miss for some reason, I need to pump instead. Second, we learned to help him sleep better over all. We used to swaddle him with his arms out, as he would pull them out on his own. Now, we learned to swaddle him with his arms straight down. He may not like it at first, but it will keep him from his arms waking him up accidentally. If he startles, his arms may hit him and wake him up more, and as a result he may think it's time to eat. A brush from his arm also may trick him into thinking food is near and he'll start rooting and want to eat. Hopefully all this will keep him sleeping soundly between feedings.
Despite all this, which makes it sound like breastfeeding is so hard, he is growing well and feeding is usually very easy and makes him happy. He is 8 pounds, 15 ounces (50th percentile), 21 inches (25th percentile), and his head is 15 inches (also 50th percentile). Right on target. I knew he was growing fast, as my arms were trying to adapt to my quickly growing boy, but I had no idea he gained a pound and a half in two weeks! The doctor also mentioned that growth spurts will also bring on restless nights and cluster feedings, so last night might have been partially due to that as well.
After my mid-day nap, I was super productive. We got rid of the bed that was in his nursery (well, just a really good futon mattress, but we gave up looking for a frame and gave it to my sister, who is moving this weekend). This opened up a ton of space, so I rearranged his nursery a bit. I also organized some of my crafting supplies, and perhaps after dinner, I'll do some crocheting.
We leave for vacation in a little over a week, so I have a list of things to get done. Nothing crazy, just cleaning and packing and normal vacation prep. My mom is coming up for a day next week to help me out with this, so I think it's totally do-able. My parents and sister also treated me to a pedicure, which I'll get while my mom is here to babysit. I'm so excited. I love getting pedicures, but I haven't gotten one since about a month before I got pregnant. I considered getting one around month eight or nine, but the idea of the fumes put me off. I'm also psyched for vacation because we will have a lot of help with the baby and I'll get to relax a bit (and hopefully catch up on reading and crochet). Elliott can't really go out in the sun and I can't get in the pool, so he and I will spend quality time indoors. I am about a quarter of the way done with his blanket, so I hope to get that finished before the fall. Crocheted blankets, especially one done with granny squares, are so cozy and will be perfect to cuddle in on chilly fall walks. I also have a bootie to finish and some other small items on the back burner. My reading list is also calling me, and while I get a lot of reading done during feedings (sometimes I read out loud to him, but mostly he closes his eyes anyway), I will love having nice nooks to read in.
Thanks for the supportive / helpful / lovely comments. Motherhood is so much easier when you know other people are experienced or experiencing it with you.
- J & M.
Sunday, July 31, 2011
2 Weeks Old.
On Friday, Elliott turned 2 weeks old, which while it doesn't warrant cake and presents, it is a pretty big deal to us. He's happy, healthy, and still a really sweet little boy.
The biggest issue we've had here is that sometimes, he sleeps through nighttime feedings, and because he doesn't wake up, he doesn't cry and wake us up either! I've taken to setting an alarm after feedings so I wake him up in the appropriate amount of time.
He's also had tons of visitors over the last two weeks. My parents have visited twice, aside from actually being around when he was born, and are expected again later today. Jason's mom took the week off work to help me out when Jason returned to work, and his dad drove down with her the first day to visit. My godparents have visited twice (they really wanted to hold him and didn't feel like they could when he was in the ICN). Aside from that, friends and other family have come by the hospital or house to shower him and us with love, gifts, and food.
I feel awesome too, which I did not expect. I can be a very emotional person who has crazy hormones, but I guess things are working in my favor. I love taking care of him, although I feel at times as though I'm playing "house," since things are still kind of novel. He definitely recognizes my voice, and he is learning to focus on our faces and other things in his line of sight. On the off-chance that he both looks at me AND smiles, I feel like the Grinch when his heart grows three sizes. It's a fantastic feeling.
Despite my joy in motherhood, I'm actually not dreading my return to work either. I turned in all of my course materials on Thursday (to be duplicated), and I completed two weeks of lessons during the "long wait," so I can just enjoy my little one entirely until the week before school starts. It's not full time, just MWF for about a total of 5 hours (including my commute). I'm also gearing up to start my Ph.D. program applications for Fall 2012 admission. Oddly enough, getting pregnant and having Elliott has made me more committed to continuing my education. First, I want to be able to work to my full potential and get a great job to help provide for him. However, I also recently read that most boys pursue the same level of education that their mothers achieved. I'm not saying Elliott should get a Ph.D. in American Studies, but at least I'll model the importance of learning and striving for the top of his potential. I just hope he always enjoys learning and growing intellectually. I think that is crucial for a happy, well-rounded person.
On a non-baby-related note, I'm currently reading Bill Bryson's book A Short History of Nearly Everything, which is actually a science text. He discusses, well, nearly everything major in science. I've been learning about the vastness of space (you can't comprehend how vast), the theory of relativity (I actually sort of get it now), and the finer points of the atom. This ties into my "lifelong learning" initiative. I'm not a person who is inclined towards science, but it has always fascinated me, especially the field of geology. Understanding the major breakthroughs and theories that make up our world is crucial to me. So, if you feel like your understanding of science is lacking, or you had terrible teachers who made things difficult, this book is a great read. Bryson is always humorous and has a colorful writing style that makes even the driest topic most engaging. I'm using feedings to get a little reading in. I want to interact with Elliott, but he usually has his eyes closed anyway. I'll relay the more fascinating tidbits to him from time to time, especially when Jason's not around for me to tell. :)
- J & M.
The biggest issue we've had here is that sometimes, he sleeps through nighttime feedings, and because he doesn't wake up, he doesn't cry and wake us up either! I've taken to setting an alarm after feedings so I wake him up in the appropriate amount of time.
He's also had tons of visitors over the last two weeks. My parents have visited twice, aside from actually being around when he was born, and are expected again later today. Jason's mom took the week off work to help me out when Jason returned to work, and his dad drove down with her the first day to visit. My godparents have visited twice (they really wanted to hold him and didn't feel like they could when he was in the ICN). Aside from that, friends and other family have come by the hospital or house to shower him and us with love, gifts, and food.
I feel awesome too, which I did not expect. I can be a very emotional person who has crazy hormones, but I guess things are working in my favor. I love taking care of him, although I feel at times as though I'm playing "house," since things are still kind of novel. He definitely recognizes my voice, and he is learning to focus on our faces and other things in his line of sight. On the off-chance that he both looks at me AND smiles, I feel like the Grinch when his heart grows three sizes. It's a fantastic feeling.
Despite my joy in motherhood, I'm actually not dreading my return to work either. I turned in all of my course materials on Thursday (to be duplicated), and I completed two weeks of lessons during the "long wait," so I can just enjoy my little one entirely until the week before school starts. It's not full time, just MWF for about a total of 5 hours (including my commute). I'm also gearing up to start my Ph.D. program applications for Fall 2012 admission. Oddly enough, getting pregnant and having Elliott has made me more committed to continuing my education. First, I want to be able to work to my full potential and get a great job to help provide for him. However, I also recently read that most boys pursue the same level of education that their mothers achieved. I'm not saying Elliott should get a Ph.D. in American Studies, but at least I'll model the importance of learning and striving for the top of his potential. I just hope he always enjoys learning and growing intellectually. I think that is crucial for a happy, well-rounded person.
On a non-baby-related note, I'm currently reading Bill Bryson's book A Short History of Nearly Everything, which is actually a science text. He discusses, well, nearly everything major in science. I've been learning about the vastness of space (you can't comprehend how vast), the theory of relativity (I actually sort of get it now), and the finer points of the atom. This ties into my "lifelong learning" initiative. I'm not a person who is inclined towards science, but it has always fascinated me, especially the field of geology. Understanding the major breakthroughs and theories that make up our world is crucial to me. So, if you feel like your understanding of science is lacking, or you had terrible teachers who made things difficult, this book is a great read. Bryson is always humorous and has a colorful writing style that makes even the driest topic most engaging. I'm using feedings to get a little reading in. I want to interact with Elliott, but he usually has his eyes closed anyway. I'll relay the more fascinating tidbits to him from time to time, especially when Jason's not around for me to tell. :)
- J & M.
Thursday, July 21, 2011
The First Few Days
Elliott is now 6 days old, and life is quite interesting.
We are doing really well, actually. We're getting sleep (in short fits and spurts) and managing to maintain the house. No, we're not hard-core cleaning, but just keeping things neat and sanitary. We've also made it a priority to shower and take a little time for ourselves. Elliott is a very easy-going little guy too, which helps. He sleeps well, eats well, and is really healthy. He has already gained back a lot of weight, and is currently at 7 pounds 6 ounces. The goal is to be back at birth weight by 2 weeks, but the home nurse (who visited today) said he'll be well beyond that at this rate.
We had a pediatrician appointment yesterday (which was frustrating because it took a really long time and he had to eat late) and a home nurse visit today. Our insurance covers one home nurse visit, so we took advantage of that. Both said that he was doing well, and they also inquired how we were doing. The home nurse was pleased with the things we're doing, and was even surprised to see us logging his feedings and diaper changes. Those are really some of the best indications of his health at this point, so we keep a close eye on them. We actually got some "training" with this with Barney, as the vet uses the same criteria to gauge an animal's health. We knew Barney was sick a year and a half ago because he wasn't eating well. It just requires some observation.
So, life here is good. Barney is adapting well and has been extra snuggly with us at night. Time for dinner (for all of us!). I'll leave you with some adorable pictures:
We are doing really well, actually. We're getting sleep (in short fits and spurts) and managing to maintain the house. No, we're not hard-core cleaning, but just keeping things neat and sanitary. We've also made it a priority to shower and take a little time for ourselves. Elliott is a very easy-going little guy too, which helps. He sleeps well, eats well, and is really healthy. He has already gained back a lot of weight, and is currently at 7 pounds 6 ounces. The goal is to be back at birth weight by 2 weeks, but the home nurse (who visited today) said he'll be well beyond that at this rate.
We had a pediatrician appointment yesterday (which was frustrating because it took a really long time and he had to eat late) and a home nurse visit today. Our insurance covers one home nurse visit, so we took advantage of that. Both said that he was doing well, and they also inquired how we were doing. The home nurse was pleased with the things we're doing, and was even surprised to see us logging his feedings and diaper changes. Those are really some of the best indications of his health at this point, so we keep a close eye on them. We actually got some "training" with this with Barney, as the vet uses the same criteria to gauge an animal's health. We knew Barney was sick a year and a half ago because he wasn't eating well. It just requires some observation.
So, life here is good. Barney is adapting well and has been extra snuggly with us at night. Time for dinner (for all of us!). I'll leave you with some adorable pictures:
Monday, July 18, 2011
Elliott Zachary has arrived!
Our little one has finally arrived!
Quick stats:
Elliott Zachary
Born: Friday, July 15, 2011
Time: 9:05 am
Weight: 7 lbs, 9.5 oz.
Length: 21 inches.
Birth story (may not be for those on the fence about child birth...)
As you know, we were over due. One week after our due date, we had to go into the doctors and to the hospital for a series of "overdue" tests. We had an appointment for a non-stress test, ultrasound (to check fluids), and OBGYN on Thursday, the final appointment being the ultrasound. Our midwife, or at least one of the ones in our practice, said the full moon would bring the baby, because she has seen the hospital just go crazy with babies on the nights around full moons. Right, I thought. Once you hit a certain point, you begin to think you will be pregnant forever. Between the appointment and the tests, Jason and I went for lunch. I had pizza and root beer, but if I knew what my day had in store, I would have chosen something better for you!
The non-stress test went well (he moved 14 times in 20 minutes), but at the ultrasound, the tech thought our fluids looked low. She went and checked with the doctor, who told her to admit us to the hospital and send us upstairs to Labor and Delivery. Ready or not, it was time to have our little boy! About 30 minutes later, we were in our room and settled. I needed an IV for fluids and Pitocin (although the stress of a surprise induction was already putting me into contractions), but that was our first bump in the road. They had trouble finding a vein for the IV line, which resulted in 6 sticks and the anesthesiologist inserting the successful line. He was brought in because after 2 unsuccessful sticks, the nurses thought it would be nice to bring in the most acclaimed needle-inserter in the department. He was even nice enough to numb me before each stick (one of those lidocaine sticks resulted in a blown vein too!). He was a really nice guy and a very skilled doctor (and since I was getting an epidural, it let me get to know him and feel comfortable with him). My nurse for this shift, Jenna, was AWESOME and when she left, I was actually pretty sad. She was really keeping me up. However, one of my favorite midwives came in, so I felt a little better.
The parents and siblings all mobilized quickly and were in Philly with us by about 8 PM. If you don't already know, J and I are from South Central PA, so it's pretty impressive that six adults went from getting the news to being there for the long haul in 5 hours. While my parents and sister were in the room visiting, my contractions went from very mild (more like gas pains after a big meal) to unbearable. They left and let me breathe through my pain for a while. I knew I was only 3 centimeters too, so I had a lot of pain to go before pushing. After 45 minutes or so, J reminded me that because it was the night shift, I might have trouble getting my epidural if the doctors were occupied with a C-section (which was entirely possible; it was crazy busy on the L&D floor). He went out to see if Daniel (the anesthesiologist) was available, and thankfully, he was. The epidural, which I feared as much as I looked forward to it, was so easy. Daniel and the doctor overseeing him were pros who made the pain med experience pain free. I was feeling better and sleepy soon. I knew that I needed to sleep well because I had a big job in front of me.
The next 6 hours or so were just really me, J, and Sarah (my sister and labor buddy) chatting and sleeping. I laugh so much when the three of us are together, so my spirits were high. The doctors came in and checked me every couple of hours and I was making awesome progress (about 2 centimeters every check). They also re-took blood (from my more cooperative veins that don't allow IV's) for labs that came back abnormal (it turned out to be lab error, but better safe than sorry). I slept a little here and there and my mom visited again at one point as well. Jill, J's mom, wanted to, but just about the time my mom left so Jill could come in, my contractions were getting really strong.
About 4 AM, Elliott's heartbeat spiked and stayed high, prompting concern from our doctors and midwives. Sure enough, I had a fever, which lead the medical team to the conclusion that the amniotic fluid, which we thought was intact, was infected because it had broken at some unknown time. Oddly enough, when his heart beat went up, I wasn't initially concerned because his heart monitor had trouble staying on him. I was 9 centimeters, so they really encouraged me to prepare for labor soon and lay off my epidural button so I could feel contractions better (I actually used very little epidural in the end, but they wanted my pushing to be effective and efficient). At 7 AM, the doctor checked me and I was ready to go: 10 centimeters and truly effaced.
Because of the infected fluid, the doctors were only going to allow me to push for about 2 hours before taking me in for an emergency c-section, which I did not want. So, as long as my pushing was super effective, they would find a way for me to deliver vaginally. I pushed really well, so around 8:30 AM, I was told they would use a vacuum to assist him out and avoid a C-section. Hooray! However, because of our condition, I would not be able to hold him right away and he would spend some time in the ICN (Intensive Care Nursery). Oh well. It's for his health. Soon, there were (no exaggeration) 2 doctors, one midwife, 3 nurses (including Jenna, who had come back for a new shift!), and 2 pediatricians in the room (not to mention Sarah and J), ready to spring into action. I pushed until 9:05 AM when they pulled him out via the vacuum. He cried right away and looked awesome. They took him to be checked and I finished the delivery with ease. Sarah and I cried, and J cut the cord, and everything else happened smoothly.
His APGAR scores were 8 & 9 (for color), as his extremities were a little grey at first. He was so good looking that they did let me hold him for a while and let his grandparents and uncle meet him before taking him upstairs to the ICN. He has now been there for three days, and he should be able to come home Monday.
I couldn't have done it without the support of my family, especially Sarah and J, who were awesome during the pushing. Sarah kept a tight hold of my hand, got me water, and kept my hair out of my face, while J helped hold a leg back and hold my hand. Nurse Jenna was also amazing and without her, my midwife, and Dr. Wu (who was the doctor that told us to expect Elliott), I would have almost definitely had a C-Section. We're thrilled things went so well, considering the circumstances, and I'm proud of myself for actually doing it. I'm home now, trying unsuccessfully to sleep, and I hope I can bring my "bunny bunny" home in the morning.
If you made it to the end, thanks! If you skipped ahead to find out the exciting conclusion, I don't blame you.
- J & M.
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| Elliott Zachary Yinger, boy wonder. |
Quick stats:
Elliott Zachary
Born: Friday, July 15, 2011
Time: 9:05 am
Weight: 7 lbs, 9.5 oz.
Length: 21 inches.
Birth story (may not be for those on the fence about child birth...)
As you know, we were over due. One week after our due date, we had to go into the doctors and to the hospital for a series of "overdue" tests. We had an appointment for a non-stress test, ultrasound (to check fluids), and OBGYN on Thursday, the final appointment being the ultrasound. Our midwife, or at least one of the ones in our practice, said the full moon would bring the baby, because she has seen the hospital just go crazy with babies on the nights around full moons. Right, I thought. Once you hit a certain point, you begin to think you will be pregnant forever. Between the appointment and the tests, Jason and I went for lunch. I had pizza and root beer, but if I knew what my day had in store, I would have chosen something better for you!
The non-stress test went well (he moved 14 times in 20 minutes), but at the ultrasound, the tech thought our fluids looked low. She went and checked with the doctor, who told her to admit us to the hospital and send us upstairs to Labor and Delivery. Ready or not, it was time to have our little boy! About 30 minutes later, we were in our room and settled. I needed an IV for fluids and Pitocin (although the stress of a surprise induction was already putting me into contractions), but that was our first bump in the road. They had trouble finding a vein for the IV line, which resulted in 6 sticks and the anesthesiologist inserting the successful line. He was brought in because after 2 unsuccessful sticks, the nurses thought it would be nice to bring in the most acclaimed needle-inserter in the department. He was even nice enough to numb me before each stick (one of those lidocaine sticks resulted in a blown vein too!). He was a really nice guy and a very skilled doctor (and since I was getting an epidural, it let me get to know him and feel comfortable with him). My nurse for this shift, Jenna, was AWESOME and when she left, I was actually pretty sad. She was really keeping me up. However, one of my favorite midwives came in, so I felt a little better.
The parents and siblings all mobilized quickly and were in Philly with us by about 8 PM. If you don't already know, J and I are from South Central PA, so it's pretty impressive that six adults went from getting the news to being there for the long haul in 5 hours. While my parents and sister were in the room visiting, my contractions went from very mild (more like gas pains after a big meal) to unbearable. They left and let me breathe through my pain for a while. I knew I was only 3 centimeters too, so I had a lot of pain to go before pushing. After 45 minutes or so, J reminded me that because it was the night shift, I might have trouble getting my epidural if the doctors were occupied with a C-section (which was entirely possible; it was crazy busy on the L&D floor). He went out to see if Daniel (the anesthesiologist) was available, and thankfully, he was. The epidural, which I feared as much as I looked forward to it, was so easy. Daniel and the doctor overseeing him were pros who made the pain med experience pain free. I was feeling better and sleepy soon. I knew that I needed to sleep well because I had a big job in front of me.
The next 6 hours or so were just really me, J, and Sarah (my sister and labor buddy) chatting and sleeping. I laugh so much when the three of us are together, so my spirits were high. The doctors came in and checked me every couple of hours and I was making awesome progress (about 2 centimeters every check). They also re-took blood (from my more cooperative veins that don't allow IV's) for labs that came back abnormal (it turned out to be lab error, but better safe than sorry). I slept a little here and there and my mom visited again at one point as well. Jill, J's mom, wanted to, but just about the time my mom left so Jill could come in, my contractions were getting really strong.
About 4 AM, Elliott's heartbeat spiked and stayed high, prompting concern from our doctors and midwives. Sure enough, I had a fever, which lead the medical team to the conclusion that the amniotic fluid, which we thought was intact, was infected because it had broken at some unknown time. Oddly enough, when his heart beat went up, I wasn't initially concerned because his heart monitor had trouble staying on him. I was 9 centimeters, so they really encouraged me to prepare for labor soon and lay off my epidural button so I could feel contractions better (I actually used very little epidural in the end, but they wanted my pushing to be effective and efficient). At 7 AM, the doctor checked me and I was ready to go: 10 centimeters and truly effaced.
Because of the infected fluid, the doctors were only going to allow me to push for about 2 hours before taking me in for an emergency c-section, which I did not want. So, as long as my pushing was super effective, they would find a way for me to deliver vaginally. I pushed really well, so around 8:30 AM, I was told they would use a vacuum to assist him out and avoid a C-section. Hooray! However, because of our condition, I would not be able to hold him right away and he would spend some time in the ICN (Intensive Care Nursery). Oh well. It's for his health. Soon, there were (no exaggeration) 2 doctors, one midwife, 3 nurses (including Jenna, who had come back for a new shift!), and 2 pediatricians in the room (not to mention Sarah and J), ready to spring into action. I pushed until 9:05 AM when they pulled him out via the vacuum. He cried right away and looked awesome. They took him to be checked and I finished the delivery with ease. Sarah and I cried, and J cut the cord, and everything else happened smoothly.
His APGAR scores were 8 & 9 (for color), as his extremities were a little grey at first. He was so good looking that they did let me hold him for a while and let his grandparents and uncle meet him before taking him upstairs to the ICN. He has now been there for three days, and he should be able to come home Monday.
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| Me and my "bunny." (It's the year of the Rabbit!) |
I couldn't have done it without the support of my family, especially Sarah and J, who were awesome during the pushing. Sarah kept a tight hold of my hand, got me water, and kept my hair out of my face, while J helped hold a leg back and hold my hand. Nurse Jenna was also amazing and without her, my midwife, and Dr. Wu (who was the doctor that told us to expect Elliott), I would have almost definitely had a C-Section. We're thrilled things went so well, considering the circumstances, and I'm proud of myself for actually doing it. I'm home now, trying unsuccessfully to sleep, and I hope I can bring my "bunny bunny" home in the morning.
If you made it to the end, thanks! If you skipped ahead to find out the exciting conclusion, I don't blame you.
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| Pirate baby! |
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