The bloodiest Halloween ever!

It's been a rough week. I wish I had all these fabulous Halloween photos to post, but the truth is, Halloween was spent all day at the hospital. But not for Paxton. For ME! I really need to get around to finishing writing Paxton's birth story, because that would tell the tale of how after I had Paxton, my placenta broke apart into many different pieces. They had to do a DNC on me to get all the pieces out. Apparently it is really hard to tell placenta from a blood clot- they look similar. And after you have the baby, you have a lot of blood clots inside. So they thought they had gotten it all, gave me a shot to stop the bleeding, stitched up my then-mutilated cervix and it was done. They told me the signs to look for in case they did not get it all. Like hemmoriging. Yeah, that. So I am walking through Target on Monday with ALL THREE BOYS and can tell that I am bleeding (which I have not stopped since having the baby...I know, too much information). So I keep going about my business but can tell I am bleeding a lot. I then look down and my clothes are soaked THROUGH WITH BLOOD. It is down my legs and everything. (can you say your worst high school night mare? starting your period at school and not having anything to cover it up....yeah) So I grab the boys, we head to the bathroom where clot after clot after CLOT comes out. It was everywhere. It was terrible. I call my doc who says to go to the nearest emergency room. After changing my clothes and dropping off my kids, I'm in the ER. The bleeding stopped for a time, then it came back with a vengance and it was terrible. They did an ultrasound and could see there was still placenta to be removed. They had to do another DNC to get it out...but at least this time they put me out for it! Cortney met me there later and his parents took our boys trick or treating. We did not get home until 9:30 that night and I was very sick from the anestesia.

Lets just say, the worst Halloween ever! BUT my kids had a great time with their Grandparents and I am so happy for that. I just wish I had thought to ask them to take pictures. We are going to have them dress up another time and take some soon...they were so seriously cute~!

AND now let's move on to Paxton...

He had a GREAT week!

I made him a blanket to go over his issolette. Like my other boys, it has his name on it...
This little tyke is now a whopping 3 pounds! He is on a conventional ventilator and starting to eat again (through a tube, of course). His lungs are clearing up and he is all around so much healthier than he used to be. He still has a long ways to go, but I am so grateful for how well he is doing right now.

Thanks again for all the love and prayers that are always sent our way...we can tell they are working!!