
He showed up on Friday the 13th. "IT" finally let him out at 1:33pm.
We went to the hospital at 2:30 am and after "hangin out" there, out came 7lb 5oz, 21 1/2 in Rogan Rowley, our tiny heiny.
But the excitment didn't end there. Oh no. Baby Rogan decided he wanted to go for a plane ride before he was even 24 hrs old. So we got him a private jet and flew him to the Idaho Falls NICU center.
You see, he was in excellent condition from the time he was born until 4am Saturday.
Miles came in to check our vitals, one of his many visits that night. But this time something wasn't normal. He said my baby boy wasn't breathing normal and they just wanted to moniter him for a few hours, then they would bring him right back.
Then came Dr. Carter. He told us our little Rogan had (in lamens terms) sleep apnia (I'm sure thats not spelled right). He basically forgot to breath which slowed his heart rate, and needed to be woke back up to bring it back to normal. He took some chest x-rays and found nothing, and told us they would moniter him until Dr Head came in, and that it was probably nothing, so not to worry.
A few hours later Dr Head came in, told us basically the same thing, but then proceeded to tell us he wanted to transport our new little guy, that we had spent so long looking for, to a neonatal center to see if they could figure out why he was doing this. Now we were scared for our first little heiny.
So, off I went with him in our private jet. But now, after 4 days of being hooked up to wires, IVs, and multiple tests, our baby boy has finally made it home with inconclusive results as to what was wrong. But he has had no more incidents since the first night and is considered a healthy newborn.
YAY FOR HEALTHY BABIES!!