Tuesday, September 15, 2009

BABY: Immunizations


or yes, I may just be a bad mommy after all (though Finn generally says I’m not)

So Maddox had his 12 mo check up last Wednesday and he has had an awful reaction to his shots. Awful, miserable and far worse than I expected. And I feel like an awful mommy because I knew in the recesses of my brain that I should have done his shots differently. His 2 older brothers were (are) huge- giants that never even noticed that they were getting shots. They never really had and reaction other than being a bit tired the next day and sometimes not even that. We then lived in walking distance to the pediatrician and I took them to every appointment, so I always knew which shots they were getting, what to expect and was ready to breastfeed away any screaming and pain, though there really never was much, if any fuss. Big, fat, mega chubby legs apparently mean the shot doesn’t hurt as much and the reaction is much less likely.

Maddox is super skinny. I knew that Finn and Grae were huge, but when I look at pictures now, I can’t believe how huge. They look like they were pumped up with an air pump. People always remarked on how fat their chunky calves were and how they must be breastfed babies because they were so big. I also had several people think I was their nanny or ask where I adopted them from. They are huge. I’m not, though we all three have the same big, fat head. Maddox, normal head, skinny body, easy to carry has been a big change and I just don’t always think of things that I should after having 2 big hulking boys ahead of him. Plus I’m apparently always pregnant and exhausted, so have significant loss of mental faculties (I’m now very stupid and forgetful). Plus I no longer take them to their appointments, their daddy does. So I don’t keep track of what’s when. And unlike Finn who nursed until 22 mo, Maddox quit at 11 mo (mommy pregnant, complete placenta previa, nursing not as interesting as big brothers and playing) and went to his appointment with a bottle of formula (another of my mommy failings, but he loves it, so what can you do) in case he needed comfort that mommy wouldn’t be there to provide (as I said he loves it, so it would mean more to him than me at that moment and apparently it did the job at the moment).

But when he got home he threw himself at me and has been glued to me or his daddy for a full week, night and day. His mood has been awful, way beyond his usual crotchety old man grumpiness. The terror at the speed of a bullet has been carried pretty much everywhere for a full week and has spent his nights in the rocker with daddy or on me in bed tossing and turning and getting pissed off when I’m cutting into his space (hard not to do when you’re 27 weeks pregnant). And he’s had fevers, really bad for the first few days, and now is covered head to toe in a rash. And he cries. My usually happy little boy, who does have quite a temper and can be a bit grumpy, is crying, real, big tears much of the day and night. He had the MMR and the Chickenpox and Hep A, (luckily they ran out of the flu shots). All at once, in doses that are big enough for his brothers though he’s about half their size. And I knew this was not ok. And I meant to do something about it. I had just read the Jenny McCarthy article in Cookie, I had all of that in my mind, but I was thinking about the fact Grae at 27 mo is not talking very much while Finn was having full conversations way before he was 2 and I was thinking about baby 4 and her situation and needing to change doctors at 27 weeks so we can have a hospital with a NICU, just in case, and I was thinking it was coming up, but later in a few months when I could think about it or I wasn’t thinking, I guess, mostly about Maddox.

We do shots. I never really thought about not doing them, other than skipping flu shots when we can. I glanced at things about splitting up and delayed schedules, but because the shots had so little visible impact on the first 2, I didn’t really think about it. Until I read the article in Cookie. But I was more thinking about Grae when I really should have been thinking about Maddox, who was about to get the worst possible shot combination for his little body. So I’m now working on what to do from this point forward, what we need to do for him (and for his sister depending on how big she pops out)- delay until his body is a bit bigger, closer in weight that his brothers were at for each shot, spread things out a bit more.

I did actually read about immunizations - both for and against- before Finn had his first shots and I did decide to go ahead, but I do now believe that it shouldn’t be a question of all or nothing, but adaptability to each child. We have, possibly slowly realized, that Maddox is very different from his brothers in ways that we just didn’t think of. He is a very different baby, more different from his brothers than they are to each other. He actually wears the size for his age or smaller, unlike his brothers who are often 2-3 sizes ahead. He is a to some extent a formula and bottle baby while his brothers never had formula and Grae never even had a bottle. We had to put him in pampers while he was learning to sit up because he’s so long and skinny that he just couldn’t get past the cloth diapers. He’s back in them now because every other combination of every other sort of diaper we have tried, cloth and disposable, gives him a horrid rash all of the sudden. We obviously know that he gets a different does of tylenol than his brother do now and an even smaller does than they did when they were 1. I just wish I had been quicker to put it together that maybe he also needed something different for his shots too. The schedule is a guideline, not an absolute rule, and the doses are set to cover most children, not necessarily all children. I am not a doctor and I have tons more research to do before I know what I will do, but it seems logical to me that different children may need an adjusted approach, like our super skinny, very sensitive child, to many things including their shots. So my opinion is now, talk to your doctor and if you have concerns that your doctor can’t address, find another doctor. Read what you can find (Dr Sears has an alternative schedule and a book on vaccines, his site has lots of information http://www.askdrsears.com/thevaccinebook/index.asp) , talk to people, think about what else you see in your child that might indicate a need for a change and then decide what to do.

Friday, September 11, 2009

Addendum to a little less random

So this is how busy I am. It's been more than a year I think since my laptop crashed and was totally wiped out and I still apparently have no useful applications installed on it and thus am typing this directly into blogger. Not to mention very cranky 1 yr old next to me wants me to pay attention to only him, which is of course, what I should be doing. Good luck to me. Oh and I've apparently forgotten how to use a working shift button with my left hand. such is life.

I just wanted to add this little bit, an addendum if you will to the opening post. Am I doing this because I think anyone cares about what I have to say? No. God knows I care very little for what anyone thinks about anything (one of my many personality flaws, I'm sure), so I really don't ever expect anyone to care about what I think, even when on occasion they do. Always surprises me. But I do have endless opinions about endless topics and they do need somewhere to go, don't they?

Anyway, I have more useless information in my head than 1 person should have and it also needs a place to go. Otherwise it just falls out and gets wasted. Not to mention that I know more about strollers, car seats, diaper bags and all other sorts of baby gear than most people who write about it for a living. I'm like that about everything. Obsessive about details and researching every little purchase or concern and always having to know what's new in whatever area I'm stuck on at the moment. I may as well write some of it down. even if just for my own reference later- memory not what it used to be after spending so much time pregnant and drowning in baby poo. Kills brain cells.

I know that perhaps you'll read this and think oh, how stupid she is or how sad and pathetic or perhaps when you read about how messy, dirty, crazy, screwed up and insane my house, children, life are you'll just feel that much better about your own. Even if that's all I do, I guess I've achieved something, haven't I? who doesn't want to have someone else to feel better than when they really need it. If I can do that for anyone, I'm glad to be of service. Perhaps I should post a photo essay of our house come aftermath of a daycare center explosion. If you really ever want to feel good about yourself, that would probably do it.

I will not post specific tidbits about how silly, smart, cute, funny, insane, dangerous, etc, etc, my children are. They may well be all of those things, but nobody really cares about that save myself and their father and perhaps to a lesser extent various relatives Not even all of our relatives give two hoots, so why should you. When they come up it will be more in the abstract or occasional manner, shall we say. I will not be gooey and gushy. I'm sure there are plenty of other places to find that. (I'll save those things for Facebook or Twitter- oh, that feeds just to the right doesn't it...oh, well. Sorry.)

Finally, I'm not a writer. I can write (when not fighting said 1 yr old for the keyboard) and write reasonably well on lots of stuff or so I'm told, but I'm still not a writer (we do have 1 in the family though and we are very proud that his 1st book of poetry will be out soon). It's not what I do. Apparently what I mostly do is have babies and spend 11 or 12 hours a day alone with them. Maybe this is my way of pretending I have someone to talk to over the age of 4.




life nest.baby.toy: a little less random (introduction expanded)

Being pregnant this time has been very different, the one thing that has been the same though through all four has been that my eyes and hands go all wonky shall we say. As a result it’s getting harder and harder to make a decent piece of jewelry. I’ve been working on what should be a very pretty Chrysoprase cluster bracelet and I’d like it to stay that way, but it’s getting harder to make nice little twists. I’ve got one more custom piece to do and then I’m gong to pull back until the baby arrives, probably around Thanksgiving. after that, as baby et al will allow, I plan to get as much as possible of the masses of backlogged pieces ready pre-Christmas.

Since I’ve decided to put a mini hold on Lissenden Frost production and since I can still type (despite my broken shift button) and since I still have a small portion of my brain in working order (at the moment), I’ve decided to split the two into separate sites. All Lissenden Frost business will stay on the LF site- news, updates, photos etc- and everything else will go on the new site, life.nest.baby.toy. I’ll be posting about various things, basically the name covers it and the name covers pretty much anything- life, home, babies and toys. I’ve got 11 posts in the works already plus 2 stories that I could post, so more soon to follow.


So you have an idea of what to expect here’s a quick breakdown of what’s happening.

Life is the general catchall that will cover anything I feel like writing about that doesn’t fit somewhere else, so that’s pretty much anything at all. Nest is anything home related to house and home, mine or anyone’s that strikes my fancy. Here I would like to say how much I love House of Turquoise, Tangled and true , decor8 and Design Mom. There are of course many more and I intend to add a links list as soon as I can.

Baby is pretty easy to figure out- anything about my or any babies or baby related topics, from breastfeeding (I have a 4 part piece planned which will hopefully be the first thing to go up) to how i’m considering selling my children to the gypsies (if they would just come down my street). Which is something that I really should never say and would of course never do. I saw an episode of The Philanthropist about child slavery in Haiti. I couldn’t believe that I didn’t know anything about it and that yes, it is true. I’m horrified and sad and shocked that it does and can exist. And it absolutely breaks my heart that any child should suffer in any way for even a second, but that enduring suffering is so beyond what I even have the capacity to imagine.

And, finally, Toy, is anything that I have found or have that I love for use in said nest with said babies etc. Maybe if I get really ambitious and suddenly have more time than I do now, I might do actual reviews (which I very much enjoy doing), but for now it will just be quick mentions of products or items that make my life easier, which always makes me happier. We are consummate consumers in this house (my 4 yr old had an overwhelming capacity for logo recognition at even 18 mo and now can recite any commercial after 1 viewing), so we have plenty to comment on.

This is who I am: I have 3 little boys, ages 4, 2 and 1 and will soon also have a little girl. I have basically been pregnant and/or breastfeeding since October of 2004. Before that I worked at Brant Publications. My final title was Production Manager for Art in America and The Magazine Antiques. I started as Production Assistant for Art in America. I worked an average of 9-12 hours a day for whole time I worked there (up until 1 week before my son was born and even all day on the phone and via email up until the day he was born) and as hellish a place as it is to work, it was still much less work and far easier than taking care of these children all day. (But I am infinitely happier now.) Before that I painted, took pictures and shot video, ran a record company in Chapel Hill, NC, got an MA in Media Studies from The New School and lots of other stuff. All of which I gave up gladly so that I could have babies. They are with me all the time. Right now I have one shoved into the chair behind me pulling my hair, which is part of why it takes me so long to get anything done.

Hopefully, sooner rather than later I will have the regular posts going up. I hope you’ll come back.

life nest.baby.toy: a little less random

Being pregnant this time has been very different, the one thing that has been the same though through all four has been that my eyes and hands go all wonky shall we say. As a result it’s getting harder and harder to make a decent piece of jewelry. I’ve been working on what should be a very pretty Chrysoprase cluster bracelet and I’d like it to stay that way, but it’s getting harder to make nice little twists. I’ve got one more custom piece to do and then I’m gong to pull back until the baby arrives, probably around Thanksgiving. after that, as baby et al will allow, I plan to get as much as possible of the masses of backlogged pieces ready pre-Christmas.

Since I’ve decided to put a mini hold on Lissenden Frost production and since I can still type (despite my broken shift button) and since I still have a small portion of my brain in working order (at the moment), I’ve decided to split the two into separate sites. All Lissenden Frost business will stay on the LF site- news, updates, photos etc- and everything else will go on the new site, life.nest.baby.toy. (LifeNestBabyToy.com) I’ll be posting about various things, basically the name covers it and the name covers pretty much anything- life, home, babies and toys. I’ve got 11 posts in the works already plus 2 stories that I could post, so more soon to follow.

And more on LifeNestBabyToy.com right now.