This Chunky Brewster is moving on up! They had to repeat my PKU screening at the doctor (heel prick that they usually do in the hospital - repeated due to low birth weight). But because I did so well during my appointment, my mommy bought me my very first pair of shoes (watch out Imelda!):
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Thursday, June 25, 2009
One-Month Old
This Chunky Brewster is moving on up! They had to repeat my PKU screening at the doctor (heel prick that they usually do in the hospital - repeated due to low birth weight). But because I did so well during my appointment, my mommy bought me my very first pair of shoes (watch out Imelda!):
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Three-Weeks Old
Guest Pics of the Week (Thanks Auntie Crystal for visiting me today!):
Week 3 Milestones:
I'm officially out of my premie coveralls and am mostly wearing Newborn sizes now.
My daddy has dubbed me "Chunky Brewster" because I can down between 2.5 and 3.5 oz on my feedings like a champ!
I get hiccups almost daily, and I don't like them at all (I blame my mommy and daddy for giving them to me by yelling at them incessantly).
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Two-Weeks Old
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Introducing . . .
Today marked week 1. Here are some week 1 milestones:
1. She's had her first pediatrician's appointment and is already back up to birth weight.
2. We're slowly starting her on some tummy time.
3. She can hold her own pacifier in her mouth (and can bat it out of her mouth as well).
4. She's almost rolled over a couple of times.
And here are some "Day 7" pictures that I snapped (she even went to her very first mass today):
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Quick Update and More Pictures!
Hand in the face, totally our kid:


Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Chugging Right Along
We are officially on the twice-a-week plan. I go to my OB's office on Tuesday mornings for NSTs and to Maternal Fetal on Friday afternoons for biophysical scans (and more pictures). We got to see Philipeanut last Friday, but when I went to upload the pictures from the CD the tech had burned for us, there was only 1 picture on there, and it wasn't even ours . . . oh well. We'll probably get new pictures this Friday (depending on which tech we get), so I won't worry about it too much. So that's that for the update! Keep praying.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
30 Week Update
1. My BP was 143/85 (slightly lower than it was last time, but the doctor that we saw in the office proactively decided to add 1 more Labetalol to my regimen . . . woo-hoo!) BTW, I don't think I've mentioned yet that I had some "routine bloodwork" done at my OB's office, and they called me the next day to tell me that I'm anemic (baby's taking all my good blood . . . and that also makes me extremely tired ALL THE TIME) . . . so I'm taking 3 OTC iron supplements on top of everything else! It's okay, though, Philipeanut's worth it!
2. Baby's HR was 145
3. Baby weighed 2 pounds 10 ounces (still doing well in the 34th percentile . . . hey, what can I say, Justin and I are hobbits, and we're just breeding another hobbit!)
So everything looks good, and we had our favorite tech snap some fabulous shots for us:
Monday, March 16, 2009
Not Me! Monday
Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.
I did not skip lunch on Friday so that I would have time to get my nails done instead. A pregnant woman would NEVER choose a French Manicure over French Fries. Not me at least!
I totally did not forget to bring the beautifully wrapped gift to the wedding we'd been planning on going to for over a month now! And I definitely do not have a Type A personality that would allow me to be anxious about forgetting this present and keep me off the dance floor for a majority of the night. Not me!
It most certainly did not help that I thought I could fit my 6+ month pregnant body into an ill-fitting non-maternity dress. I don't think like that at all, not me! And since I would never think about squeezing myself into this non-maternity dress, I would definitely not have the pictures to prove it:
I would never think to ask Justin to cut me out of the dress at the end of the night because the zipper broke, and I didn't have the patience to wait for him to figure out how else to get me out of the extremely uncomfortable, non-maternity dress. I wouldn't just buy a dress to wear for one, single, solitary occasion . . . totally NOT ME!
Finally, I did not make Justin drive all the way to the mall yesterday, just a half-hour before closing, so that I could satisfy my craving for pretzel sticks. Those things are pure, buttery goodness . . . er, I mean evil! And I don't crave anything that is the least bit unhealthy, not me!
