So last time I talked about all the good things that have happened to me.  So this time let’s talk about some of the bad things.  I had one of the worst moments of my life on the day Kian was born.

When Kian was born I was waiting to hear him cry, a few seconds passed and I didn’t hear a cry so I went over to where they were working on cleaning him and asked why he wasn’t crying, the doctors seemed really busy but they spared a few seconds to tell me everything was fine but he wasn’t crying because he had some fluid in his lungs and they would clear it out.  The next time I looked over they seemed to be more agitated, they had a tube down Kian’s throat and a machine was making sucking sounds.  It turned out the liquid in his lungs was thicker than they expected, they still told me not to worry and this happened all the time.  They were going to take him to the newborn room and clear out his lungs there.

I checked on Tina and after making sure she was ok ran down two flights of stairs to the newborn room where other babies were happily crying.  I resented all of them, the nurses had him on an oxygen mask but they still could not clear out his lungs.  At this point he had an IV line in addition to three different monitors, one for his heart rate, one for how hard he was breathing and the other for how much oxygen he was actually getting.  They assured me he would be ok and Tina would soon be transferred from the delivery room to a room next to the newborn room.

to be continued when I am not so sleepy

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ok not so sleepy now so let’s continue this story.
The hardest part came when the doctor on call came in to tell us they had to transfer him to another hospital because they did not have a Newborn Intensive Care Unit (NICU) in that hospital, they brought over a big machine with lots of blinking lights and said he would be transferred via a special ambulance. They claimed the other hospital didn’t have any room so the only way I could take Tina with me was to have her discharged.

So 5 hours after having given birth Tina was discharged and we started to drive back and forth between San Mateo and Santa Clara. The next 3 days were blurry and I really don’t remember much, sleep drive to see the baby, come back home a few hours later, sleep go back to see the baby.

The good news was that Kian was discharged 3 days later from NICU, according to the doctors he’s perfectly healthy (he cries whenever he wants now) and he won’t have any issues as a result of this incident. He’s about 12 pounds now and already outgrowing the first baby clothes he wore.

Here are some more pictures of Kian