Team Filloon in the house 

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We got discharged yesterday (9/16/16) afternoon at about 5 pm. We are all home and happy. 

As I type this, I am covered in pee and have cabbage in my bra. Sure, I can explain. The pee is not mine. At least I don’t believe it is. I’m on some hard core meds so you never truly know. The cabbage is there to help stop my milk from coming in. I had hoped to breastfeed until chemo started but with a bone scan on the horizon, I wouldn’t be able to feed for 3 days after the scan. In fact, I can’t even be near my kids for 3 days let alone feed Wyatt. Yeah, not cool but I have no choice. The radiation used for the scan is way to harmful for them. So now, I am trying to dry up the milk I had wanted to badly. It feels nice to know I had a couple of days to breastfeed Wyatt. He latched on perfectly and would have rocked it! But we have been so lucky to have some of that liquid gold donated to us by family and a few others. 

Go ahead, wrinkle your nose and head tilt. Gag if you feel the need. No judgement here. It’s a pretty crazy concept, it took me a second to be ok with it. Took John a little longer 😜 I know that it’s not how things usually go. But then again, has any of this gone even close to a preferable plan? Nope. And it’s important to me to give Wyatt some of the same nutritional benefits that Harlon had. I am so thankful to have these amazing ladies donate their hard earned milk to us! It’s just one of the millions of things I am thankful for this far. You all continue to amaze me everyday with your love, support, offers, and prayers. 

Chemotherapy has been delayed until September 29th so I can heal from the C section, and boy, is it a bitch. I am in so much pain and the meds help only slightly. The port placement is also still sore but seems to be getting better daily. 

So for now, I will continue to focus on healing. Eating right, getting rest thanks to all of our helpers, and staying positive. ✌🏻️ Oh and dodging Harlon’s head butts and eager hugs to my new cool abdominal scar. 

He’s here! 

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I went to sleep and woke up to a baby in John’s arms. Sounds cool, right? 

It was a hell of a couple days. We were finally admitted to Kaiser at 3pm on Monday, September 12th. I was started on some pills to get things going. By Tuesday morning, they inserted a crazy balloon contraption  🎈 to get me dialated and then started the pitocin.  Things were moving along Tuesday just fine, got the epidural, contractions were stronger and they broke my water late that night. Suddenly it was time to push so we tried a couple of times. That’s when they realized he was breached. That. Was. Painful. 

My epidural had stopped working and in a matter of seconds, there were about 10 people in my room, all talking quickly and shuffling us out.  The baby had pooped while inside of me. Not good. And they were unable to deliver him in that position all while his heart rate was dropping. Also not good. If you remember, we really wanted to avoid a C Section. And here we were, rushing me into an emergency cesarean. As we recreated the Fast and the Furious down the hallways, I started to freak the F out. John couldn’t be in there with me and honestly I wasn’t sure what the hell was happening. 

Through my tears, the anesthesiologist told me I was going to get sleepy. Next thing I know, I’m in a recovery room trying to focus my blurry vision on John holding this mystery child.   I feel like it took forever to “wake up”, I couldn’t complete a sentence or thought for the life of me. We were then wheeled to postpartum to rest. That’s when I found out he was born at 12:22 am and weighed 5 lbs, 10 oz. They also told me he had a great first cry. Neither John nor I were able to hear it- which does bum me out a bit. 

Today was spent NOT EATING ANYTHING, getting scans, ultrasounds, and a port placed for chemo. It’s not until now that I feel like I can bond with the little man. He’s perfect and well worth the nearly unbearable pregnancy full of so much vomit and pain. 

Tomorrow I will be getting more scans but hopefully can get out of bed, shower, and love on this kid more. We will also talk to the oncologist to see how long chemo needs to be delayed for healing. 

So now, say hello to Wyatt Jackson Filloon. Mama, Daddy, and big brother are just in love! 💘

We got our backpacks!

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 All our bags are packed, we’re ready to go. We got our backpacks on and we are heading to the hospital. Jess was admitted at 3pm. Reminder that once induced, it can’t take up to two days🙃 We are so excited to be adding a new little dude to our squad. Today is all about Jess and the new addition, nothing else. Focus on what we can control today! We want to thank everyone again for the their support. #teamfilloon is unparalleled in support, love, and passion. 💯