Life & Times of Ian Robert Vacha: March 2008

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Happy St Patrick's Day!!!!!!

Can you believe they did not take me to the Greenville Ave St Patrick's Day Parade?

I am as satisfied as Daddy is after a pint of Guinness.

This is Jay. He's a near and dear friend of the family that used to live in Texas but now lives in New York. Jay is quite witty and hilarious when it comes to story telling! I have no idea what they were talking about but they sure laughed alot. I hope to visit him in the City someday.

Spring 2008 Photoshoot cont....

Here it is, our first family picture since our last family picture. Its amazing how a stressful morning can disappear and turn into such happy pose. So you know, I spit up on this blue shirt prior to taking this photo. Mommy creatively used her hand to block the stain. She's good!!!

I wish I had a chair like this at home.

Spring 2008 Photoshoot

This photoshoot thing is crazy!!! Mom and Dad spent the whole morning arguing about what we were all gonna wear. I have never been dressed and undressed so many times. And to top it off, the pictures were taken by a guy called June. Well, I had fun, especially watching Mom and Dad scramble after I spit up on my first outfit of the shoot. I have great timing!!!

Don't let the picture fool you. I am wearing underpants.

Trick photography is cool!!!

I am not afraid to show my wild and colorful side.

I have a feeling my first school picture will not look much different than this.

I Need A Toothbrush!!!

On March 10, 2008, we finally figured out why Ian was fussin. It turns out his first tooth, lower-front-left came out of hiding. We are all truly excited about this event. The only negative is that we received a warning letter from Amy's boobs stating there will be consequences if his latches turn into bites. We have already told Ian that he should not bite the boob that feeds him. And yes. I hope Ian gets my wit genes!!!

Sunday, March 2, 2008

Ian's Baptism

Ian was baptised on Feb 3 at St. Maria Goretti Catholic Church in Arlington, Tx. His Godmother is Tracy Graham(Aunt). His Godfather is Deron Rombach(Uncle).

Thanks, Uncle Marcus!!!

Funky Uncle Marcus got me some cool shirts featuring the likes of Jimi and Angus. Thanks, Uncle Marcus!!!

Bye, Bye, Ketel One

Ketel One is no longer in the family. They decided to jump in bed with Diageo. I had to break the news to Ian.

Let's Bring You Up To Speed....

My name is Ian Robert. I was born on July 14, 2007. I weighed 4 lbs, 1.6 oz. I was 17.5 in. tall. I was supposed to be born on September 7. I was in the NICU at Harris Methodist Hospital in Downtown Ft Worth for ten days.

The days before my birth were quite interesting. Mommy experienced some preterm labor alarms on the Tuesday before I arrived while attending a parenting class with Daddy. The great doctors and nurses were able to slow things down until that fateful Friday the 13th when I decided I was coming out.

The contractions started at 6:45pm. She was moved to Labor & Delivery by 8pm and given Demerol to ease the pain. Apparently it didn't work very well. She dilated to 5cm by 1am and felt everything. She then opted for an Epidural. Apparently it worked very well. Mommy, Daddy, Gramma & Grampa Vacha, Gramma Deanna, Kristi and David Ryan were able to rest. At 3:30am, Dr. Hoffman and Nurse Sara informed all that Mommy had dilated to 9cm. By 3:45am, Mommy was at 10cm. After some serious pushing, I shot out at 4am into the hands of Dr. Hoffman. He then passed me into the hands of the Harris' NICU Team who immediately put me on oxygen, a c-pap, a feeding tube, as well as all of the other monitoring devices and after a short intro to Mommy and Daddy, they wisked me away to the NICU.

By midnight, they had taken me off of the oxygen as well as the c-pap. On Sunday, July 15, I was moved to a less critical room. That is where i met the great, Dr Lynch. She informed us that I was doing well but I had to undergo phototherapy to correct any jaundice issues that were going to arise. By Tuesday, July 17, I was moved again to an even less critical room where I eventually graduated from an isolette to an open crib. On Wednesday, July 18, I successfully nursed on Mommy. They removed the feeding tube from my mouth and reinserted a new one down my nose. I vaguely recall daddy saying, "Up your nose with a rubber hose."
By Friday, July 20, I was so fed up with the feeding tube down my nose that I pulled it out myself. From then on I was either nursing on Mommy or taking a bottle. On Saturday, July 21, Dr. Lynch informed us that because I was doing so well, we could all go home on Monday, July 23. Because Mommy ran a mild fever on Sunday, the doctors bumped my discharge a day. I got the green light to go home on Tuesday, July 24, 2007, a mere 10 days after birth.

Its been a wild ride so far. I look forward to keeping all of you in the loop as to what is going on in my world. Big props to Julie T. for showing mommy and dad how to do this blog thing.

Talk to you soon......

I Am This Old!!