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She is so beautiful.  My little angel.  She looks like I did when I was born…

This is the hospital newborn pics that were taken as soon as she was released from the special care nursery.


She is here

Kira Barie Wagner made her way into the world on 11-8-08 at 20:20, weighing in at 7lbs 3 oz and 20″ long.  She is absolutely gorgeous and in spite of her rough journey, she is healthy.

Her story goes a bit like this…

On 11-6-08, my doctor scheduled me for labor induction to take place beginning on 11-10 and expected that she would arrive on 11-11.  The following day, 11-7-08, my water broke at 12:45 pm in my bathroom.  I took a class that tells you the majority of women leak small amounts of water and do not gush…I would not fall into the majority.

With a completely closed cervix, broken waters and contractions hitting me hard and regular, I called Cybrdad at work and laughed at the circumstances…I knew she was bullheaded already in her womb, now she was proving it by defying the doctors orders.  My mother-in-law came to pick me up and take me to the hospital.  They contacted my doctor’s office (by the way, he had just left town for the weekend…of course) and his colleague said to set me up with a pitocin drip immediately to get my cervix opening.

I labored throughout the remainder of the day, all night and into the next morning with only a dose of Stadol to get me some rest during the late night.  After 22 hours of this scenario, I could no longer hold my body up and requested an epidural (even thought the thought of an epidural sends me into panic attack-mode).  I received the epidural and continued to labor the remainder of the morning, afternoon, into the evening and on into the 7 o’clock hour on 11-8-08, when I spiked a fever of 101 degrees and baby Kira began to show signs of stress.  This is when the doc was called in and I was prepped for an emergency c-section.

It is amazing and frightening how quickly this process and preparation is.  I left behind all 7 grandparents who were waiting patiently for her arrival.  Dad dressed for surgery and waited to be let in.  I found myself under bright lights in a sterile, white room with a blue sheet draped in front of my face.  It was at this moment I found myself feeling detached from the moment and more frightened than I have ever been.

Cybrdad was brought in to be by my side and as he watched his little girl be pulled from my abdomen, he was unable to offer me much comfort.  I know he was frightened, too.  As soon as I heard her cry, I wanted to rush to her side.  I was strapped down crucifixion style to a table, though, and unable to go to her.  As much as I wanted Cybrdad near me, I sent him off to be with Kira.  I watched him from a distance as he immediately fell in love with his daughter.  He relayed everything to me as he watched her be cleaned, weighed, suctioned, printed, and he cut the cord.  I was so proud of him at that moment and touched by how much awe he expressed over this little person we made together.

Post birth, she had an infection due to the fever I spiked near the end of labor.  She was taken from us and put in special care and administered antibiotics for 48 hours.  She seems to have pulled through just fine.

I, on the other hand, was released from hospital on Wednesday 11-12-08 and went back Friday for another spinal tap to inject blood into the epidural cavity to relieve my massive spinal headache due to the spinal catheter I received in leiu of an epidural.  I went back again on Sunday with a fever of 101.6 degrees and wasn’t released until Tuesday 11-18-08, where I received 36 hours of IV antibiotics for a uterine infection and felt 10 times better about 20 hours into the treatment.

I was home with infection brewing thinking ‘Why would anyone choose a c-section if the recovery is this painful?!” and I was in excruciating pain, weak, and trying to care for my baby…needless to say, I cried a lot thinking I was doing a horrible job as a mother due to being extra-incapacitated from the infection.

Upon release from the hospital, I came home, showered, got dressed in actual clothing, took a shower, shaved, fixed my hair and then left with Cybrdad and Kira to go to her first pediatrician appointment.  That went well, the doc told us we were doing fine and Kira was doing fine…this turns out to be better than years of therapy, just having a doc say ‘you’re doing fine with your new baby’.

After her doctor appointment, I was actually feeling well enough to stop in for a Bellacino’s grinder with Kira in tow.  We had the place to ourselves, so we opted to dine in.  We sat and ate lunch for the first time as a family unit.  It was kinda cool.

And this is Kira’s story up til now!

30 weeks and counting

I hate gestational diabetes.

It sucks.  My fingers don’t like it much either, with all the sticking and bleeding they are doing.

I want milk.  That is the one thing I have an insatiable craving for.  Milk.  I cannot have much, about 1 measured cup per day due to the anti-sugar diet I am on.  I hate it.  I NEED MILK!!

Anyway, the milk craving aside, I have been having some issues.  I have seen my doc and he wants me to take it easy.  He also requires that my visits to see him increase to 2 times per week for the duration.  He wants to keep a closer watch on the baby.

I find this moderately disturbing in the fact that two weeks ago I was told I wuld see him ever two weeks…then one week ago I was told I would be seeing him once a week for the duration…now we have been bumped up to twice per week for the duration with ultrasounds every Thursday. 

The good part is that I can rest assured that my doc is keeping tabs on my baby’s health and development…it is the “why” part that concerns me.

Anyway, I have really been worn out lately so haven’t said much on here.  I have been so busy working, house shopping, preparing food that I am allowed to eat, eating every two hours, etc…

Now, I have to slow down a bit.  We MUST find a house.  I NEED to be settled (or partially settled) into my own space before the baby comes.  I also need to have all my fuzzy kids in the same house before then.  I think it would be better for all the fuzzy kids to adapt to having a baby in the house if they were all present before her arrival.

So much to do and so little time.  No wonder I am too exhausted to keep up with blogging.


I failed my sugar test so I must go back to the doctor and have it repeated, only this time it is the long version.  I was told to bring a book and expect to be there for 4 1/2 hours.  Yay.

I hope the test yields happier results than the first test did…

Also, I registered for baby gifts.  OMG!   As many baby gifts as I have purchased off the registry in the past 12 or so years, I never before realized what a painfully difficult process it actually is.  I do not envy any new mom-to-be that doesn’t have a small army of support to take with her.  It is mind-numbing and a long time to be on one’s feet.

I have pictures of all the registry excitement with my two friends (and moms) that helped me get through the gazillion choices that have to be made.  It was fun, but exhausting. 

Pictures of registering and of the bump to come soon!

23 weeks and counting…

The big excitement here in baby brewing land is that my belly is considerably larger than just a week/two weeks ago.  It is weird watching your belly grow.  It is starting to itch and feel stretched to max capacity…this probably isn’t good since I still have such a long way to go. 

Baby Barie is making a concerted effort to kick my belly button outward and although it isn’t actually working, it hurts!  I told her to stop kicking my belly button, so she kicked me even harder…it is now quite obvious that this is our kid.  She has both an attitude and mad ninja skills.

Ooh, and I went garage sale-ing today and found some clothing that looks brand new, never worn for not much monies.  Grandma bought it though, it was her first baby purchase and I think she thoroughly enjoyed it.

I will get some pics and share my goodies some other time…Meanwhile, I have to eat something. I can’t eat much these days, as there is no room, so every couple of hours I am starving.  I think that is normal, but I hope I am not too ahead of schedule for that.

Oh, one more thing…I noticed that my appendectomy scar on my low belly is looking very purple again and I hope it doesn’t get worse.  I am moisturizing like crazy, but the scar is worse for the wear.  I hope it doesn’t get too bad, it was almost not noticeable pre-belly.  Anyone have any experience in this department??

Thoughtfulness and Good-byes

Cybr and I had dinner with three ladies he works with who befriended us from the very beginning of this journey, which I have mentioned already at

We had a lovely time and said our good-byes, but I won’t go into a lot of detail here, since you can read about it elsewhere.

Our friends showed up with two of the most thoughtful gifts:

This is a onesie from Dominique and it is very likely that we will have our babies’ first picture taken in this, as it is so appropriate!:

Here is a close-up of what it says:

And this is the coolest baby girl gift EVER! from Rebecca and Daisy:

We also received an adorable crib set (or as it is called here, a cot set) that is classic Pooh.  This was a gift from my dear friend and CCCP cohort, Kathy.

I expect we will all try to remain in touch, even from such a tremendous distance.  I will truly miss the friends that I have made here…