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Hello friends! Most know me as Alicia. Although my most up to date name would be Mrs. Roubicek, but lets try something a little different. Ali M Roubi is unique and just perfect :) I think ill keep it. I am currently living in CA with my Husband ( Nathan Roubicek). We married October 9th 2010. We were made for each other :) He is a really great guy, husband and friend. I am also an Army Wife, not many dull moments I learn something new each day. I enjoy the community the Army has to offer and the friends I have made. My husband loves his job and makes one heck of a 1st Lt. Id say we are quite blessed!! Just recently we were blessed with a child, we will be having a little girl aroung THanksgiving 2011, Were very Excited :)

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Part two Of Stella's Grand Entrance.. The other Scary part

So after they whisked her away they took her to the other side of the room to check her all out. I then had to deliver the afterbirth which is beyond gross.. soo bare with me  and I had absolutely no energy to do so. But I had no choice. Nathan went over to be with Stella while I continued on. Once that came out the doctor said well it looks like you had a tear in the sac which would explain why you were Leaking. The tear was closer to the top so it was keeping her protected because not much was able to get out at a time. But he himself was curious as to how the sac tore and  decided to send it off to be examined and tested, this I will never know!

By this time I was a little Jealous that Nathan was getting  to see her and all I can do is hear her. I just wished they would hurry and bring her to me so I could look at and love on my baby. by the time they brought her to me, the pediatrician said, " looks like shes got a club foot and her left side is weak"...  umm excuse me??? Just give me my baby, shes perfect to me. But of course I was worried that something was wrong. Nathan immediately said Shes fine, I saw her moving her left side just as much as her right. Whew,but her foot well both feet were turned in pretty bad, and like most newborns she had Jaundice.  I did not care, I just wanted  to hold her close to me forever.

Once I had her in my arms,I immediately knew the feeling everyone had told me about. I can't even describe the Joy I felt inside to finally have my little girl in my arms. I cried tears of Joy and I still do to this day when I just hold her in my arms and feel her warm body against mine. We are truly blessed to have our sweet little girl sent from above :)
 

So, I wanted to Breastfeed and made it clear before she was born. Of course they ran with it and were thrilled as the Base Hospital is all about Breastfeeding not so much about formula.( It's totally the mom's choice, but the breast is best... is what they preach)  So from the moment she was born they had her on my breast. They all assured me right along with all the research that I did that she would be able to thrive off of my Colostrum until my milk came in. We couldn't quite figure out the whole breastfeeding thing. She didn't seem to be latching well, but they all insisted that I just keep trying and she would get it. So on Saturday the 29th they weighed her and she was down in weight 6lbs 3oz, which is to be expected in new babies who nurse  they said. They continued to encourage the breast. I was happy at first that they were so helpful and supportive, but I was a little worried that she wasn't getting enough.

 So finally were able to take our baby home, which was exciting and scary. That night we took turns sitting up with her and I would try and nurse her every two hours. We had to go back for a check up the next day. so we took her in around 9am  that  morning for what we thought would be a quick check up. They weighed her again and she was down to 5lbs 10z. They let us know that she was 14% below her birth weight and that anything above 10% wasn't great news. They also explained that her Jaundice numbers had increased and she needed to be under the Billie Lights ASAP for several hours, so they were going to have to readmit her to the hospital. I just wanted to cry and I believe I  did.

While we were waiting on a room to come available, I again asked for help with mastering breastfeeding. They were super supportive and did everything possible to help me feed from the breast. They even placed a tube on my breast to help Stella get some formula and my milk that was starting to come in better.  So I was able to stay at the hospital with her and continue to try and nurse her and pump.  One of the nurses on call came in and said I needed to try and pump at least 15 ML to feed her every 1 and 1/2 to two hours... My Milk had still not come in all the way on Day 4 of her life, so I wasn't able to pump a whole lot. They still didn't encourage that I bottle feed her so they inserted a tube in her mouth that was taped to my boob and injected the little bit that I had pumped  and a little formula in it every time it was feeding time. and when she wasn't feeding she was under the Billie Lights. All I wanted was to cuddle her. She looked helpless laying there.






By this time I was beyond exhausted I had maybe slept four hours since she was born four days prior. I felt so dehydrated and no matter what I couldn't seem to drink enough. Not to mention I felt like I had been hit by a Mac Truck all of my insides were so sore.  Around 11 pm that night our current pediatrician came in to give a report which wasn't good news. She explained that after testing her labs several times it was clear that her Sodium levels were to high. She said with her being early and their facility not being able to provide the care she might need if this were to escalate, that she had arranged for her to be transferred to Loma Linda children's Hospital. ( over 2 hours away) and that an ambulance crew was on their way to get her. She said that they would keep her stable and slowly try to bring the sodium down but it was risky because if It came down to quickly it could cause brain swelling and seizures. You better believe I was a Hot Mess by this point :(

We hurried home to grab our things to last a few days and then headed back to the hospital. We met the ambulance crew as they were going in. They were rolling an incubator with wires and tubes and all sorts of monitors attached to it. My heart was so heavy, and my mind was racing. Our little girl who was born healthy wasn't doing so well. Thank goodness my mom and Nathan were there with me, they helped keep me glued together.

The ambulance crew were specialized in Neonatal care and assured us that she was in the best hands. They also told us there wasn't room for anyone to ride in the ambulance that we would just need to follow behind. I wanted to be with her so bad. But I also needed to rest and continue pumping.

Before they put Stella in the incubator they read her chart and checked her out. One of the Ladies immediately said this baby is STARVING and stuck a bottle of infamil in her mouth. Stella sucked it down like it was her last meal. ( This was the 1st bottle she had ). She also said , she should be drinking 60 ML every two hours. I was so angry BC we were told to make sure she was getting at least 15 ML every hour and half. So basically because she wasn't latching well and my milk had not fully come in she wasn't getting enough nutrition, which was the cause to some of her problems. I explained that we had committed to Nursing and that the bottle wasn't encouraged due to nipple confusion. She explained that she was well aware of that, and that she saw this problem all the time. She said, your baby was born early and doesn't have the amount of brown fat that other babies full term have. So she can't thrive as well as others who are waiting for moms breast milk to come in.

We were livid, Why weren't we informed of this from the doctors, and nurses? We were knew at this and had not expected our child to come a month early. But it was not the time to ponder this. Our baby was in need of medical care to improve her health...so we continued on. By this time my milk had finally started coming in so after she drank the bottle I tried nursing her again. Nothing changed with her labs so they decided to go ahead and take her to Loma Linda. We followed behind the whole way while I tried to pump as much as I could. Once we arrived it was around 4 am and None of us had slept a wink. We were like walking zombies.

Once she got in the NICU and all hooked up we were able to go in and spend a little time with her. Her Jaundice was still pretty bad so they continued with the Billie Lights. She had to have her eyes covered at all times under the lights. It was so difficult to see her with so many wires and tubes attached to her. But we kept reminding ourselves that she was in great hands and they were helping her get her strength and weight back up. I could only take her out to nurse her or feed her a bottle. All I wanted to do was just hold her and feel her warm skin against mine. 




Every time we went in to see our Sweet Stella we could only go two at a time and we had to wear gowns and scrub our hands and arms for two minutes before entering the NICU part. It was heart breaking to see all those babies in there fighting to make it... Stella was considered in good condition compared to the others their. The Doctor explained that although Stella's situation was serious that compared to the other babies there It was like she had the sniffles which made us assured us she would be ok after a few days.

 After arriving at 4 am we were suppose to meet with a Social worker to help get us a place to stay. This took forever and the waiting room was no place to sleep. One of the lactation nurses was trying to help me with nursing again and I literally feel asleep why she was talking to me. She immediately said you haven't slept in days, have you? I said no mam I haven't had a full nights rest in almost a week. So she made sure we rested a few hours in the NICU overnight room. Which was set up like a hotel room for parents. We caught a few hours of rest before we finally got to go to our Hotel.

 I hated being away from my baby, but I knew she was in good hands and we needed to rest. Not to mention I had to wake up every three to fours hours to pump. My milk had finally completely came in that Monday night on Day 5 after Stella's Birth. No lie I looked like Dolly Pardon :) ....

Each day Stella kept getting stronger and gaining more weight. We would wake up and head to hospital to be there for visiting hours every day. I would give them all the milk I had pumped to add to her supply. She was soo tiny and seemed so fragile laying their under the lights. Nathan and I would just stare at her and touch her warm skin. We made sure she knew we were there and we Loved her. They finally let us hold her more bc the Jaundance was finally coming down some, we were soo happy. One of the lactation nurses continued to help us with nursing and decided using a shield would probably help us out. It was a Godsend , she immediately knew what to do and it helped so much with the latching. This definately lifted my Spirits with Nursing.






At the end of the second day they said they would take her off the Billie lights just to make sure that it wouldnt spike up again. Thank goodness it continued to drop over night without the lights. On Wednesday we meet with the Doctor and he explained that Stella's weight was good and she was back up to 6lbs 2oz and her Jaundance numbers were remarkably lower. He also explained if she continued to improve by the afternoon review then we could take her home. HOOAH :)  We were thrilled. We even had a foot doctor ( can't remember the exact name here) come and check out her feet. He said , it was nothing to worry with and that it was postional due to her being squished in my womb. He showed us a few excersises to do daily to help work them straight. By this time, you could barely even tell that they looked different. It was soo good to hear POSITIVE NEWS finally.

After waiting patiently all day, we were finally checked out and were able to take our little girl home for good. We were very impressed with the care, the staff, the nurses, the doctors and everyone at the Loma Linda Hospital. They were all excellent and friendly, she couldn't have been in a better place.

She was 6 days old when we left and on our way home we took her to Chilis our favorite Resturante :)

Stella has done so well. She was a little slower at gaining weight than most babies her age. But she's happy & healthy now and thats all that matters. I also stuck with breast feeding and I supplemented with formula when needed. Finally she got the hang out of it without using the shield!! Woohoo :)  I can't believe she's almost 6 months, and also that Im just now sharing our story :)  WE are soo Blessed and soo Thankful!

After two months she emerging her personality, she was more alert and able to do things. She has continued to progress so well. She went from smiling to laughing. She hated tummy time so much that she learned how to roll to get on her back. Now she rolling all over the place and doing this weird back arch scoot crawl on the floor. Shes starting to sit up without assistance for a little bit and she loves standing while holding on to our hands. I suspect we will have a crawler before to long. Time to baby Proof everything!!

Hope you enjoyed our Birth Story!!
Were caught up to date now so I'll keep you updated on Miss Stella and whatever comes to mind :)

One of our 1st family photos

Santa baby

Aunt Hill

proud daddy



Posing

our 1st Base ball game


Easter 2012




Tuesday, April 17, 2012

The During and Before our Little Stella made her Grand Entrance... a whole month Early!

Well Its been a year since I first created this Blog. I hope to keep it up this time. A lot has taken place this past year!! So bare with me this is going to be Lengthy, but a good read! Time to play Catch up!!

   The most important part is that our supposed to be Thanksgiving baby was actually a before Halloween baby. Took us all by surprise for sure, but we were blessed with a beautiful , healthy little girl on October 27th 2011 at 7:21am weighing in at 6lbs 9oz and 19 & 3/4 inches long!

  As you all know by now we named her Stella Denise Roubicek. The interesting bit to that is we decided on a name in July on our belated Honeymoon/ baby moon in San Diego. We had just eaten at Stella's Pizza Kitchen at Sea world, and I asked Nathan  how he felt about that name. He said " I like it, its like the Stella beer" lol, he would say that. I wanted to name her after my Mema who passed in Aug 2010, but nothing seemed to fit. So I decided on Denise for a middle name BC my Mema gave my Mom that middle name and also my sister shared the middle name as well. I also found Peace with the name because Stella- means a Star and the stars are close to heaven where my Mema is :)  So there it was our future baby's name. Funny thing is we didn't tell a soul. Her name was a secret literaly till 5:00pm the day she was born. ( I take that back I think while in Labor we told the Nurse on duty because she was well helping us along the way, to meet out baby).

   I wanted my mom to be the 1st to know her name and since she decided the come a whole month early my mom had a hard time getting a flight from SC to CA on such short notice. She had originally planned to come November 17th since Stella wasn't due until Nov 22nd. So after finally being able to fly out to us we waited till she got to the hospital before we shared her name. Meme was soo happy. Everyone else , not soo much considering we kept them in suspense soo long and then no name until several hours after her birth. But once revealed everyone loved it. Little did we know that on Nathans dad's side of the family there was a great aunt Stella who was a favorite :) Soo it was just Perfect.

OUR SCARY BUT WONDERFUL BIRTH STORY

I want to share our birth Story, if your still interested in reading. The pregnancy went really well besides the fact I was diagnosed with Gestational Diabetes. So other than having to watch what I ate and having to prick my finger several times a day for a few months it wasn't horrible.

 Around week 33 we started our Birth classes in Barstow which is a good 35 min drive from Post. We went once a week for a five week course. It was fun because it was bonding time for Nathan and I before the baby and we were getting to learn all kinds of cool stuff. I felt huge and uncomfortable by this time but that's what everyone said to expect.

 At 35 weeks we went to our birthing class as usual. I felt kinda funny and different than usual. Our teacher had us go upstairs and see the actual birthing room of the hospital and demonstrated how to use the bed and all of its cool features. I was standing in the corner of the room and my back was killing me, I told Nathan something didn't feel right and he told me to pay attention... lol. So after the class I told our teacher who was a labor nurse what was going on and how I was feeling. She also said it was normal and that the baby was probably turned with the back her head facing my spine and that was causing the pain. She demonstrated few exercises to do to get her to turn. Little did we know this would be our last class....

The next day was Thursday October 20th. I woke up still in some serious back pain, it later died down a bit. I kept noticing that I was kinda Leaky... I know pretty graphic but its part of the story. So at Lunch time I told Nathan I should call the Labor and Delivery and just ask them about what was going on just to be sure. So I called and explained what was going on. To be safe they asked me to come in to be checked out. We thought OK no big deal. So we went and our worlds were rocked. They thought I was leaking the Amniotic Fluid and they kinda freaked a little, so did I. They were all out of sorts there be cause Fort Irwin wasn't capable of delivering babies early, before 36 weeks, due to the complications that could arise. So there was talk of airlifting me to a better facility and the baby being in the NICU. Believe me I was terrified. No bags packed and I hadn't even taken my maternity photos.. lol yes I did think of this on top of many many other things. After the Labor Doctor was able to meet with me and discuss my options he took another look at the fluid and decided We were fine. He did say I was already 2-3 cm dilated but not to worry most woman stay that why till it was time so at least another 5 or more weeks.So after freaking us out they decided to send us home. You better believe I packed my hospital bag that day!

The following weekend we had planned our maternity shots. On Saturday Morning the 22nd I felt terrible. My back was killing me, I was in tears just laying on the floor or hunched over the chair. I thought to my self, it this isn't labor I'm not sure I can hack it. So I had to postponed our picture's till Sunday then till Monday. On Monday I felt a little better so we decided to get our pictures out of  the way. A friend here took them and did a wonderful Job they were Perfect. While taking the photos my back started up again, I was getting up and down for all kinds of poses and I literally thought she was going to fall out... lol.  we finally made it through them and were home at last.

On Tuesday the 25th I woke up again in terrible pain, I waited awhile and then called Labor and Delivery again to ask them why was I feeling like this. No one was available to talk so I left a message for a return call. I decided to take a warm bath and just relax. It seemed to help, so when they called back I told them I felt a little better and didn't think I needed to come in but would call back If it continued. I didn't go and just rested at home.

On Wednesday morning the 26th at 36 weeks 2 days, I actually felt better than I had been feeling. I did notice the sheets were a little wet when I got up but I figured I had sweated or something. So I went about my business. A friend brought some cards over for me to make using my Hallmark card studio. I had to make 8 of them and get them to her by the end of the day. I started on them around 9 am. Around 9:45 I went to the restroom and tinkled and then once I finished I felt the need to go again and once more and I knew something felt different. So I got up and came back to work of the cards. well then I couldn't control it I was peeing all over myself I thought only it was non stop went through my pants and soaked the cushion on the chair and the floor had a huge puddle. I then realized I wasn't peeing that my water had just broken... OMG. I called Nathan several times and he  didn't answer. So I sent him a text of a picture of the cushion and puddle on the floor and said MY WATER BROKE. I then called my mom and told her and she freaked a little and told me to go to the hospital once Nathan got home. HE was home rather quickly and I insisted on finishing up the cards soo I did. I had to change three times because I was still Leaking all over the place. We drove to the hospital and I walked down the hall with a towel in between my legs... it was a sight to see. They checked me out  and said Yep your In LABOR.  It didnt really hit us till then I don't think. We realized we were going to be parents really soon a lot sooner than we had thought. There were all sorts of Emotions Involved.

My mom was freaking out bc she wanted to be there for Stella's Birth and She couldn't find a flight that was leaving till the next day. She had a really hard time excepting that. But it all worked out.

Nathan was Amazing with helping me with contractions and being a supportive partner. He was worn out quickly though. I wanted a natural birth but after staying at 6 cm for soo long I decided to take the EPIDURAL just to get some rest while I continued Dilating. I wanted to be weaned off before pushing. so after about 3 hours it was time. I was weaned off and ready to push. It took 3 1/2 hours of pushing and changing positions and breathing to meet our little Stella.I was miserable and begged for more of the EPIDURAL which they gave me to keep me happy, knowing it wouldn't kick in time.  A few minutes before she was Born My Doctor came in and said OK Mrs. Roubicek if she isn't out in 15 min we are going to have to Vacuum her out or do a Emergency C section. That was pure Motivation , because three pushes later out she came :)  Her daddy was soo Happy and me too of course But I was soo worn out, it took me a minute to realize she was out. Nathan got to cut the umbilical cord and they gave her to me for literally two secs and whisked her away to check her out....

TO BE CONTINUED....

There's more to this Story But I need a break and you probably do too! I'll continue Soon!! Hope you Enjoyed and I hope you have a Magical Day :) Check out the Photos Below :)


 Great Memories
                                                                       at 35 weeks 6 days


Our little happy family :)


Stella Denise Roubicek :)


Happy Meme with Stella


Almost ready to take our Bundle home..


Our going home outfit


Getting ready to Go Home


More to come Soon!