Life & Times of Ian Robert Vacha: June 2008

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Sorry For The Delay!!!!!

I know it has been forever since the last post. We have been crazy busy!!! To bring you up to speed, Ian now 11 months old and has 5 teeth, 3 up top and 2 down below. He has a head of blonde hair. He is quite the chatter box. We have heard him say "mama" and "dada". He has been manuevering via a scoot/crawl method. He sits up by himself now and can even pull himself up to a standing position. We are at the point of battening down the hatches because he is on the verge of getting into many things. Ian also started swim lessons. He is doing great, a little fussy after bening dunked, but great.

Me and my buddy, Kiera

This is Kiera and she is my buddy. It seems as though I have a lot of girlfriends. Its tough to be me. To quote the great Ron Burgundy, "I am kind of a big deal."

NICU Reunion 2008

I owe my life to this woman and many other nurses at Harris Methodist NICU. This is Dr. Lynch. She was the chief NICU doctor at Harris when I decided to enter this world 2 months early. I was reunited with her at the Harris Methodist NICU Reunion in April. I hope to see her every year so that I can thank her for taking such good care of me during the early hours of my arrival. Thanks, Dr Lynch!!!

Memorial Day 2008

We celebrated Memorial Day at Camp Townsend. We always have a blast when we are over there. This time I got to eat a cookie, meet Daz, swim for the first time and really just chill.

More Houston Pics......

Ian with cousins Grant, Aiden, Ian and Dylan

Ian with Aunt Mary

Ian on Uncle James' Harley

Ian dancing with Elizabeth

Ian's First Trip To Houston

We went down to Houston to visit family. Ian got to meet many great aunts and uncles as well as second cousins galore. We stayed with Aunt Mary and Uncle James. They even organized a family gathering so everyone could meet Ian.

Cousin Amanda

Uncle Jimmy, little cousin Aiden, Ian, Aunt Cindy and Dad enjoying a great sangria.

Ian with Aunt Marsha

Ashley, Ian and Cousin Chris.

That Bluebonnet Time Of Year

For the record, we did not take these on the side of a highway.

Abby, Andrew and 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!!