Whoever says the second child is worse than the first, you are right! I don’t mean worse in a behavior way because I haven’t reached that stage yet. What I mean is Kilian has had more problems than Kylie. This boy has pretty much given me heart failure on more than one occasion and I’m not just talking about since he has been outside of the womb. No, this goes back to the pregnancy as well. For starters my morning sickness with him was worse than when I was pregnant with Kylie. Taking prenatal vitamins when I was pregnant with Kylie was a simple thing. However, taking prenatal vitamins with Kilian made me want to crawl in bed and stay there! I had morning sickness and the prenatal only made it worse.
Around 20 weeks when we went for the gender reveal sonogram, the sonogram revealed more than the gender. They told me that the placenta was too close to my cervix so I had to have another sonogram at 32 weeks. Of course at that sonogram appointment, Kilian was over the top stubborn and the ultrasound tech was unable to get a clear picture of the placenta so I had to go back for another sonogram a week later. For those of you who don’t know, the placenta must be at least 3 inches away from the cervix otherwise I would have had to have a c section. Anyway, everything turned out alright and I was able to deliver vaginally.
The day after Kilian was born, we noticed an odd lump on his head. The nurse took a look at it and said she thought it was a cephlahematoma and that the pediatrician would be in shortly. Meanwhile, the only thing my husband heard the nurse say was HEMATOMA! So being the online research fanatic he is, he decided to google it. First off, googling any health issue including a hang nail almost always leads to you having a terminally ill disease. Well, he googled anyway and sent himself into a panic which ultimately made me worry. The doctor finally came in after my husband so kindly harassed the nurses about seeing him. The doctor confirmed that it was indeed a cephlahematoma and that it would go away on its own and really all we had to do was monitor him for jaundice.
One day a few weeks after Kilian was born we drove to my husbands work which is about 45 minutes from where we live and we had lunch with him. At lunch, I noticed the cephlahematoma had went down in size rather fast and on top of it, his skin seemed a little more yellow than usual. I called his doctor and they sent us to have his bloodwork done just to test his bilirubin levels. Turns out everything was fine and his hematoma has calcified. There is still a lump there but nowhere near as big. It can take up to three months to fully go away and he is only 2 months.
Within the first couple of weeks of him being born we noticed he spit up often. I’m not talking a little bit of spit up either. I’m talking projectile vomit like he just finished throwing back shots of whiskey. This was not sitting well with me for the simple fact that with Kylie I didn’t even have to burp her. For those wondering, she was breastfed and so is he. I called the lactation consultant and she suggested that I lay back when I nurse because he could have been getting too much milk too fast. While this seemed to help some as well as stopping him half way through to burp him, he was still spitting up a lot. At he 2 week appointment, he was diagnosed with reflux and prescribed Zantac. He takes it 3 times a day. He still spits up but it’s not as bad.
Did I mention that he is a gassy baby and we give him gas drops as well? No? Well, he is a gassy baby and we have to give him gas drops. Moving on..
At the end of March I noticed he had white splotches on the inside of his mouth and he was extra cranky. Took him to the doctor and he was diagnosed with thrush. He had 2 full courses of Nystatin to treat it. We had to sterilize anything that went into his mouth and because he is breastfed I had to be treated as well. Needless to say, here it is the end of April and we have to go back to the doctor because I believe he still has it.
Our most recent health dilemma that ended in a trip to the ER was a complete accident that nearly gave me a heart attack. Just this week, Monday to be exact, I was in the kitchen putting dinner in the oven while big sister aka Kylie was on babysitting duty. Not completely unsupervised of course because I was in the kitchen and they were in the living room and we have an open floor plan. Anyway, they were hanging out on the couch and Kilian was cranky and crying. Kylie got up from the couch and walked over to the front door. I turned around because I still heard Kilian crying and when I turned around my heart sank to my stomach. My 2 month old was teetering on the edge of the couch. I screamed and as I ran towards him, in slow motion I seen him roll off of the couch into the floor and land on his face!
In that very moment I had a severe case of de ja vu as I had been through this with Kylie when she was just a few months old. She slipped off of our ottoman that was broken on one side and hit the back of her head. Let me just say, for the record, you don’t realize just how much you love your child until you seen them in a situation where they could potentially be seriously hurt. I mean you know you love them but something about seeing them in danger really opens your eyes to just how much.
I picked Kilian up and thank God he was still crying. I consoled him and sent Kylie to her room as I didn’t want to say something I couldn’t take back in the heat of the moment. She was already upset. Once I got him calmed down, I did my best to console both of them until my husband came home. While Kilian had stopped crying and seemed to be okay, we still took him to get checked out at the hospital. The trip confirmed that he was in fact ok and we should just monitor for seizures and vomiting but the doctor was pretty sure he would be ok and he was.
So you see, he has definitely been more of handful than Kylie. All things out of his control but all things that have contributed to giving me gray hair. It’s true what they say, every baby and every pregnancy is different. Some days I feel completely overwhelmed and defeated because I went through none of this with Kylie. It’s almost like I’m a new mom even though he is my second baby. I wouldn’t trade it for the world though. He is most definitely worth it.