Lucidia Lohman

Update Coming Soon. (promise!)

I know that many folks have been here looking for updates about the Lulumeister and, truth be told, we’ve been too busy oooh-ing and ahhh-ing and listening to the various coos and observing the newborn mannerisms and, and, and…

We’re starting to come to terms with the fact that we need to keep this blog updated, especially now that the little stinker (and I do mean stinker… she’s topped 10 diapers a day now… TMI, I know) is on the outside.

Mommy is going to take the half-birth-story that Daddy wrote at the hospital prior to all hell breaking loose (i.e., the wicked contractions, pitocin drip, epidural, and c-section) and finish it up so that y’all can relive the moment(s) leading up to and closely following her birth.

Daddy is going to revisit the site design (don’t worry, he’s still digging the nursery-themed color palate) to incorporate more of the kiddo herself, get the RSS stuff squared away, and work on some other odds and ends.

Thanks to everyone who comes by to check up on the little miracle who is currently feeding like there’s no tomorrow. Be sure to check Lucidia’s Flickr photostream (also available by clicking the link in the right-most column above the photo tiles) and Lucidia’s YouTube channel often, as we’re still in the “take-a-million-pictures-per-day” phase.

Here’s the kiddo, about to go shopping last night:

Lucidia has arrived

As many of those who routinely read this blog know, Lucidia Rose Lohman was born on Thursday, December 18th, 2008 at 8:59 PM by Cesarean section at Mary Black Memorial Hospital in Spartanburg, SC (quite a few details there, huh?). She was 8 lbs. and 6.6oz at birth and 19.75 inches long (with a big head and “shoulders like a linebacker,” according to the doctor. Despite quite the deviation from our planned birth due to Mom’s elevated heart rate and blood pressure, Mommy and Baby Lulu are doing great, resting in our room until discharge, planned for tomorrow morning (Sunday). Grandma and Pop Pop (Mommy’s Mommy and Daddy) have arrived, and visited with Lulu earlier tonight. Mommy and Daddy are tired, but can’t wait to bring home our little Lulubean.

MUCH MUCH MUCH MUCH more to come soon… in the mean time, check out Lulu’s Flickr Photostream and her YouTube videos!

Too-doo-lulululululu!

We’re Off To See The Wizard…

… the wonderful wizard of L&D!

Yes, Kelly’s blood pressure is elevated once again, and Dr. Awesome (one of the few OBs that she can tolerate without the onset of acid reflux) has sentenced us to return to L&D, where Kelly’ll again be poked and prodded. Hopefully, however, this time will be different, and the little reclusive kiddo will finally make her appearance.

This time tomorrow, my fatherhood visa will likely be stamped and official-ized.

Lulu’s Definitely Coming… Maybe Tomorrow

L&D was a bust.

Just a bunch of waiting, tons of unrequited photo ops of Kel in her ill-fitting hospital gown (though we did snag a video of Kel imitating the kindly blood tech [cool word for labbie who drew some blood] and his lisp to end all lisps), and a few disorganized contractions. Turns out Dr. Boob (as Kelly calls him) overreacted to a pee-stick result showing +infinity protein and sent our mom-in-waiting to be induced. While Dr. WHY-AT was not much help at all (gruff codger that he is), the nurse that assumed our room (368) on evening rounds explained things in a bit more depth. Kel’s tests were OK, save for her blood pressure and protein… nothing we can’t ride out at home.

For now, we watch the Eagles on MNF, hoping that our daughter, having had a brush with the lovely sterility that is Mary Black Memorial Hospital, is interested in finally making her appearance before Haley’s comet makes its return.

Due Date: T+1

Just as I expected, our little cookie/bean/tweeter/daughter is determined to stay put within the confines of Kelly’s “baby box.” Perhaps accustomed—even marginally addicted—to the long nights spent chatting it up with innards (ya know, pancreas… liver… small AND large intestine), relishing the odd vitamin or nutrient that is delivered via umboCord, and generally having the time of her young life, Lulu knows not the allure of the bright lights and the big city (Spartanburg… pffft… for now at least… tomorrow, the world!), and not much that her mom or dad can try to call through the layer of skin, muscle, and liquid shock absorption (”bag of waterzzz”) will do much to change her mind. Nope. Only a full-fledged eee-vic-tee-own will do now, and Kelly has assured me that she’s quite in tune with that (she has the Sheriff on speed dial and has already contacted the IUD locksmithery services to handle that part of the transition).

Still… I’m really looking forward to hearing that cry for the first time, and this waiting stuff is getting maddening.

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