Spreading out vaccinations?

I took E to the doctor today, she has allergies. I'm hoping she will grow out of them! She also has thrush on her tongue, it's not bad enough to effect her eating but we were given medication to help clear it up. Anyways, while we were there I asked the doctor (who happens to be a friend) her thoughts on vaccinations. I know I am without a doubt going to vaccinate E, but I have been thinking about maybe spacing out her vaccines so she's not getting so many at one time. I worry that if she gets all 6 vaccines at one time and she has a reaction that we won't be able to narrow down which one caused it. Now I know there aren't usually any reactions to them except the common fever and redness at the site but I really don't want to take any chances. If we do decide to spread them out that means she will most likely be getting shots every month until she is 6 months old.  After talking to her I feel better about possibly spreading them out, but I'm still not 100% sure if that's what we will do. 

From the beginning...

So as you can tell I am new to this whole blogging world but I look forward to learning as I go. Since I'm going to mostly blog about being a new mommy it only makes sense for me to start off talking about how we found out, my pregnancy and delivery.

We had two sudden deaths in our family cardiac related three months apart, my uncle and then my grandpa. After my uncle had passed away is when Z and I moved home and started looking at houses, we finally found one we both liked and saw potential in so we decided to make an offer. The week before we closed on our house my grandpa passed away, we actually closed the day before his funeral. After having the two of the closest men in my life pass away so suddenly I decided I needed to make sure my heart was ok so my sister and I decided to get checked out. Of course she was fine but I got referred to a cardiologist for further tests due to a murmur. After seeing the cardiologist he wanted me to wear a 24 hour holter monitor, get an echocardiogram done as well as a bubble study, then go back to discuss the results. So as you can see I had a lot of other things on my mind and I hadn't really been keeping track of my periods so I didn't even realize I had missed one. After getting my results it was thought that I may have a pulmonary AVM (this is scary when being pregnant due to all of the extra blood your body produces) so he wanted to do a procedure that required me to be sedated. At this time I had only taken home pregnancy tests (all three were positive!) so I told him I was not comfortable doing this at that time until I was 100% sure I was pregnant or not. A week or so later I had an appointment to confirm my pregnancy, we were for sure expecting! I was only about 5 and a half weeks at this time. While we were waiting to confirm the pregnancy we got a scary call from my cardiologist. He wanted to see us in his office the next day to discuss his concerns. He told us he reviewed all of my tests and got second opinions and he was almost positive he thought I had the AVM. He recommended that I get a CT scan when the baby's organs were fully developed around 16 to 18 weeks to see how big it was and to decide treatment plans on whether or not it needed to be coiled. He also told me the scary news that if I did have a pulmonary AVM, I had an increased chance of hemorrhaging and possibly death. Not what I wanted to hear! I was so scared, I just cried. My mother died when I was 8 so not having kids or having them and not being able to see them grow up has always been my greatest fear, and this really made it worse!

Fast forward to 16 weeks, we had our anatomy scan and found out we were having a girl! We were scheduled for our scan a little early so they weren't sure if we would find out that day or not. I'm so glad we did though because we had a gender reveal party planned!

 

A couple weeks later I had my CT scan, Z and I were both really scared but neither one of us let the other one know. It did make us feel better knowing the head of the radiology department was the one in the room looking at my scans. We did end up having to use IV contrast which we were trying to avoid for Ellie's sake but everything worked out and we got the best news ever... I did not have the AVM!!! So my cardiologist didn't see a reason to continue tests until after I had E.

 

The rest of my pregnancy went really well. I was originally due August 6 (my anniversary) but I kept telling everyone I was going to have a July baby. I work in a busy clinic and my doctor was going on vacation so I would be working with a doctor that was a lot busier than I was use too. I was teasing them both and told them I was going to go into early labor and not be there when my doctor returned. Well that's exactly what happened. On July 8 at 4:27am I woke up and thought I had wet the bed! Embarrassing, I know! I got up and cleaned my self off and went back into the bedroom, I was trying to be quiet because Z was asleep and had to get up in a few hours for work. He woke up as I was changing and I told him what happened, we were laying in bed and he had me convinced I just wet my self and my water didn't break because it was too soon. That's when I felt a gush and told Z I'm pretty sure my water was broken. I got up and cleaned up but it continued to happen so I called my best friend (we will call her CW) who works in L&D and just so happened to be working that night. She said I needed to come in, so I got up and took my time, fixed my hair and makeup and finished packing our  hospital bags. We really weren't prepared, we didn't even have the car seat base in the car yet! I was so confused and kind of shocked, I wasn't in any pain and wasn't having any contractions. With this being my first I really had no idea what to expect. Z and I were actually suppose to start our birthing classes that evening and I was scheduled to take  breastfeeding class that Thursday, well we got the crash course of it all! Anyways, we left our house around 5:20am and Z was out of dip, so he asked me if it would make him a terrible husband if we stopped while I was in labor! Like I said, I wasn't in any pain at this point so I said to go ahead and stop. I knew he would need it to calm his nerves and I knew I definitely didn't  want a cranky husband hanging around!  On the way over I started having small contractions every 4-6 minutes. It was about a 40 minute drive to the hospital so I had plenty of time to think. I started to worry about a lot of things with her being so early (4 weeks and 1 day) I worried about her lung development, I worried she would have to go to a NICU, I worried about the delivery. Thinking about all of this had me so scared, but I had to be strong and fight back the tears and just know it would be ok. I prayed everything would go smoothly and be ok, I honestly don't think I have ever prayed that much in my life. When we got there, we got registered and got checked into triage. I had to change into a gown and give a urine sample while they set everything up. Well when I was attempting to give a urine sample (attempting is the keyword) I dropped the cup in the toilet, I was so mad! I called CW in the room and told her what had happened and she just laughed and told me not to worry about it! I was a little embarrassed! Anyways, they checked me and I was 4cm, 80% effaced and in a 0 station. We were shocked and excited, i think Z was a little nervous because the first thing he said was "so does that mean we are having a baby, like today" I couldn't help but laugh! It was around 6:30am when we moved to a room and started calling our families. All of Z's family was out of town. His grandparents were out of state and his parents and siblings were at a resort 3 hours away for the weekend and weren't planning on coming home until Tuesday. We actually had considered going with them on this trip, good thing we changed our minds!! When we called we woke them up so they were kind of out of it. Z's dad answered and we told them i was in labor, he just said "ok" and that was it. A few minutes later his mom called and asked what was going on because his dad was so out of it, he just said Kayla's in labor and nothing else. His mom said they needed to wake up and gather their thoughts and she would call back. They made me laugh! Needless to say they got up and made it in time for E's arrival. My contractions got stronger and I got my epidural at 10:14am and I was at 6cm and 100% effaced. My labor progressed smoothly and I started having strong contractions again around 12ish so I pushed my epidural button. I got checked about 30 minutes later and was at a 9+ but I needed to labor down because I wasn't able to push strong enough. Around 1:20pm I was checked again and ready to push, I pushed for 43 minutes and was blessed with my precious baby girl at 2:08pm. 6 pounds 4 ounces 19.5 inches long! We were in the hospital for 2 long days and were glad to be going home.

 

I look back at my pregnancy and feel thankful everything turned out the way it did. Things didn't go as planned but that's ok, I was told several times not to make a plan because it wouldn't happen the way we wanted it too, they were right.