Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Sofia Joy to the World!
Sofia Joy Sorbello arrived today, November 17, 2010, at 7:11 a.m. here at Kaiser Roseville. She officially frees me from having to celebrate my own birthday, which is also today. I've never been a big birthday guy, so I'm very happy to hand over the day to Sofia.
My day started with Sam waking me up at 3:30 in the morning. I was a little disoriented, but quickly became alert when Sam told me that she thought we needed to go to the hospital. We had gone to bed together last night, but apparently Sam had been up all night having contractions and making some really cool looking crafts for the house (in between her contractions). Apparently her water broke at 3:05 a.m., as she knelt over Siena to change her diaper. Sam heard a small pop before feeling a gush of fluid. TMI, anyone? :)
Our first birthing experience (Siena's) was fairly slow-moving (we showered, packed, stopped at the store for food, etc., before heading to hospital). I assumed the pace for Sofia would be similar and prepared to take a shower in anticipation of a long day at the hospital. Sam told me that there wasn't going to be time for that and started bustling around, packing a bag and readying soon-to-be-big-sister-Siena, who was WIDE awake and concerned for her contracting mama.
I called my mom a little after 4:00 a.m. and told her that we were dropping Siena off! This was pre-arranged (thanks, Mom!). Siena was pretty excited about the thought that Sofia was coming, but she didn't seem to fully grasp the concept. I didn't either at that time of the morning, so I don't blame her.
Sam's contractions on our 35-minute trip to the hospital were intense. She was pretty funny during the contractions. I was ordered to remain silent and drive fast. :) By the time we got to Kaiser in Roseville, Sam had reached 5.5 cm. dilated. Things were moving quickly! The facility in Roseville is so much nicer than the Kaiser hospital in Sacramento. We have our own room, which is much bigger than our bedroom at home.
As the contractions continued 2-4 minutes apart, Sam waited eagerly for the anesthesiologist to find a vein, because the nurses hadn't been able to find one. Sam tested positive for GBS (a common bacteria in pregnant women), so they wanted to give her two rounds of antibiotics (four hours apart!) before the delivery, but they couldn't give her the antibiotics until they found a vein. The anesthesiologist finally gave up and put a needle deep into her elbow area. It wasn't ideal, but it got the job done. Unfortunately, they only had time to get the first dose of antibiotics into her before she was fully dilated. They gave her a spinal anesthetic (like what they give for a C-section) instead of an epidural. Maybe because it is faster acting? We're not sure...
After about 10 minutes, the spinal anesthetic kicked in and it was time to go! Sam pushed for about 30 minutes, and Sofia Joy popped out at 7:11 a.m. looking like a little alien - like all newborns, sorry. :) She got some kangaroo care (skin-to-skin) with Sam and then got cleaned, weighed, and vaccinated against Hepatitis B.
She weighed in at 8 pounds and 5 ounces, and she is 20 inches long. Her hair is dark and curly, and she totally looks like Siena with dark hair! After getting all that attention, she got to nurse for the first time and clamped on for 35 minutes.
Sam and Sofia are both doing very well and resting peacefully. Grammy, Sarah, and Bethany (and her boys) stopped by with much-appreciated food, flowers, and hellos. They brought Siena along, who warmed up quickly to the newest Sorbello. Sam Klasing and the Jarvi also stopped by for brief visits with Sofia. We will probably be able to leave by about 3:00 p.m. tomorrow, depending on the results of Sofia's blood tests. We're looking forward to heading home as a family and figuring out how we're all going to fit in our quaint (i.e. 960 sq.ft.) house! :)
That's all for now... some fun videos to come soon... maybe tomorrow.
My day started with Sam waking me up at 3:30 in the morning. I was a little disoriented, but quickly became alert when Sam told me that she thought we needed to go to the hospital. We had gone to bed together last night, but apparently Sam had been up all night having contractions and making some really cool looking crafts for the house (in between her contractions). Apparently her water broke at 3:05 a.m., as she knelt over Siena to change her diaper. Sam heard a small pop before feeling a gush of fluid. TMI, anyone? :)
Our first birthing experience (Siena's) was fairly slow-moving (we showered, packed, stopped at the store for food, etc., before heading to hospital). I assumed the pace for Sofia would be similar and prepared to take a shower in anticipation of a long day at the hospital. Sam told me that there wasn't going to be time for that and started bustling around, packing a bag and readying soon-to-be-big-sister-Siena, who was WIDE awake and concerned for her contracting mama.
I called my mom a little after 4:00 a.m. and told her that we were dropping Siena off! This was pre-arranged (thanks, Mom!). Siena was pretty excited about the thought that Sofia was coming, but she didn't seem to fully grasp the concept. I didn't either at that time of the morning, so I don't blame her.
As the contractions continued 2-4 minutes apart, Sam waited eagerly for the anesthesiologist to find a vein, because the nurses hadn't been able to find one. Sam tested positive for GBS (a common bacteria in pregnant women), so they wanted to give her two rounds of antibiotics (four hours apart!) before the delivery, but they couldn't give her the antibiotics until they found a vein. The anesthesiologist finally gave up and put a needle deep into her elbow area. It wasn't ideal, but it got the job done. Unfortunately, they only had time to get the first dose of antibiotics into her before she was fully dilated. They gave her a spinal anesthetic (like what they give for a C-section) instead of an epidural. Maybe because it is faster acting? We're not sure...
After about 10 minutes, the spinal anesthetic kicked in and it was time to go! Sam pushed for about 30 minutes, and Sofia Joy popped out at 7:11 a.m. looking like a little alien - like all newborns, sorry. :) She got some kangaroo care (skin-to-skin) with Sam and then got cleaned, weighed, and vaccinated against Hepatitis B.
She weighed in at 8 pounds and 5 ounces, and she is 20 inches long. Her hair is dark and curly, and she totally looks like Siena with dark hair! After getting all that attention, she got to nurse for the first time and clamped on for 35 minutes.
That's all for now... some fun videos to come soon... maybe tomorrow.
Thursday, November 04, 2010
November: A Light unto My Path
My belly is eminent, meaning that Sofia Joy's arrival is imminent. Our curiosity about what life will be like with two babies is also growing daily. How will Siena cope with Mama holding a different baby all the time? How much time will Shiloh need to take off from work as we transition? How will I manage cooking, cleaning, mothering, and my beloved scrapbooking? (I'm only caught up to September of 2009!) Will we still fill our evenings with IMs galore? Will my old clothes ever fit again? Will my "terrible" toddler turn out to be a good-natured, God-loving contributor to society? Or will the impending mama-neglect doom her to the life of an uncontrolled, princess-shoe-wearing, grabbing, pinching, shoving, "no"-shouting, diaper-wearing menace?
I find that all I can do as the days of our new life approach is to lean wholly on the gracious and providential God and Savior who has faithfully brought me this far. He'll show me the way one day at a time. He promises a "light unto my path" (Psalm 119:105), not a crystal ball into my future (Max Lucado), so that's how we'll take it. One day at a time.
And do you know, each day has turned out pretty well! Minus the day when I broke my pinky playing catch on the sidelines of Shiloh's flag football game. And the day Ruby swallowed her rawhide bone practically whole, got sick, and pooped/vomited on the sidelines of Shiloh's soccer game... and again in the bed of Nat's truck. And the past two days of a Siena that pouts, growls, cries, throws tantrums, clings, ignores, and defiantly says "No!"...
But who is keeping track of those days? We much prefer to dwell on the lovely times we've had that were good enough to document in pictures (not that I'm too selective in that area) like the dinner celebrating Richie's Ph.D., a Halloween party with our Bible study crew, and all the sweet day-to-day moments where Shiloh and I have thrown back our heads and laughed heartily at the antics of our first-born.
Like when she was trying simultaneously to mimic the Cal Aggie Marching Band-Uh's wild musicians, the dance moves of some young girls, and a couple of tai chi practitioners doing their thing outside the Pavilion last night after an Aggie basketball game.
Like when she sat on her potty, fully clothed, next to her daddy on his, and declared: "I can't go peepee. It's too hard for my bumbum."
And so many other moments. So here are the pictures:
I find that all I can do as the days of our new life approach is to lean wholly on the gracious and providential God and Savior who has faithfully brought me this far. He'll show me the way one day at a time. He promises a "light unto my path" (Psalm 119:105), not a crystal ball into my future (Max Lucado), so that's how we'll take it. One day at a time.
And do you know, each day has turned out pretty well! Minus the day when I broke my pinky playing catch on the sidelines of Shiloh's flag football game. And the day Ruby swallowed her rawhide bone practically whole, got sick, and pooped/vomited on the sidelines of Shiloh's soccer game... and again in the bed of Nat's truck. And the past two days of a Siena that pouts, growls, cries, throws tantrums, clings, ignores, and defiantly says "No!"...
But who is keeping track of those days? We much prefer to dwell on the lovely times we've had that were good enough to document in pictures (not that I'm too selective in that area) like the dinner celebrating Richie's Ph.D., a Halloween party with our Bible study crew, and all the sweet day-to-day moments where Shiloh and I have thrown back our heads and laughed heartily at the antics of our first-born.
Like when she was trying simultaneously to mimic the Cal Aggie Marching Band-Uh's wild musicians, the dance moves of some young girls, and a couple of tai chi practitioners doing their thing outside the Pavilion last night after an Aggie basketball game.
Like when she sat on her potty, fully clothed, next to her daddy on his, and declared: "I can't go peepee. It's too hard for my bumbum."
And so many other moments. So here are the pictures:
Riding the rocking horse Grandpa made for Uncle T over 30 years ago out of a cherry tree...
Celebrating Bethany's birthday with some other moms at Westwood Park...
Monday evening volleyball at the Shull's house...
A visit to "Grandpa's Barn at Impossible Acres...
Poor pinky...
FBC Davis had an "iCare" event where we split up to different high schools on Sunday and fixed things up around campus. Of course it was the one day this month of POURING rain!
Shiloh cleaning up after sick Ruby...
Pumpkin season!
Siena trick-or-treated downtown Davis on Friday and had trouble deciding what to wear...
On Saturday we had a fun little Halloween party with our Bible study group after Richie's Ph.D. dinner. Siena was Little Red Riding Hood, Shiloh was the woodcutter and I was grandmother. Ruby, the big bad wolf, stayed at home.
Monday we visited the Nimbus fish hatchery near Folsom and watched the salmon climb the ladder to spawn. The highlight, however, was feeding the trout in the holding ponds.
And that's all for now. Thanks for reading!
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