Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Christmas Countdown
A Sad Goodbye
Grandma Aiko was an amazing woman, and we were so fortunate to spend a lot of time with her in the years since we moved back from college. Though in her late 70's, she let nothing slow her down. She was always on-the-go, seeing movies, golfing with friends, going to dinner, exercising and traveling the world.
When Allen and I got engaged, we had a family dinner in Santa Cruz and it was the first time that Grandma Aiko and my nana had the opportunity to meet. We sat them together and they hit it off like old friends--even sharing a dessert after our meal. Grandma Aiko used to call my Nana to check in on her and we also had the pleasure of having her for a few of our annual family Chrismas Eve Celebrations with the Mello side of the family.
Help A Mother Out!
The beginning of December had the three of us recovering from Sammy's hospital stay. I mentioned that I ended up catching the nastiest bug EVER, and unfortunately, poor Samantha ended up with a cold that just didn't want to go away. I was pretty bummed that she was under the weather for the beginning part of the month, as I was really excited to take her to her very first charity event on 12/13. Our friends Sara and Payton hosted a diaper drive at their home to benefit an organization called Help A Mother Out, and it was a huge success. Since I knew that there would be a number of babies in attendance, I opted to leave Samantha with Allen and fly solo, as I didn't want to risk getting any of the other ones sick--especially so close to Christmas!
Sara did a phenomenal job with the event and the turnout seemed great. The entry "fee" was a pack of diapers or pull-ups, with a special prize to be awarded to the person who brought the most diapers. Not only was the company fabulous, but Sara outdid herself with fabulous apps and wine. Since I was the only one who didn't have a baby in tow, I was able to take advantage of a chair massage (talk about a great surprise!).
The event was a huge success overall, with over 4000 diapers donated from Sara's drive alone. I really like this organization and all that they do to help moms and would like to host something similar in the future. This August is the 10 year anniversary of my mom's passing and I am thinking about setting something up in her memory, so stay tuned!
If you want to learn more about Help A Mother Out, click here
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Checking in with Dr. T
Sam did really well with the check up and he (the dr.) even said that after what she had been through in the hospital, he was shocked that she was letting him poke and prod her for today's visit. Apparently, the test that they will be doing to determine whether or not Sam has reflux is pretty unpleasant, and I'm trying not to think about it right now. At the end of the visit, she braved 2 shots and was less than thrilled when they stuck her with the needles. Fortunately, I was able to take her home right after and with a little bit of Tylenol and an afternoon nap, all in Samantha's world was much better.
6 Months Old
We started with a recipe for "Sweet Pea Puree". I have to admit that we both found it hilarious that we used a recipe to make a "meal" that required only one ingredient.
And we cheated and used frozen peas...
December Fun
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Saturday, December 12, 2009
More Sammy Pictures
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
In the Holiday Spirit...
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
On The Road to Recovery
Anyway, back to last week.
We spent Saturday through late on Tuesday night in the pediatric ward at Good Sam. Though it was definitely NOT a place that Allen or I wanted to be, we both had to admit that they really did a good job making it as comfortable as possible not only for Sam, but for the two of us as well. Much like when Samantha was born, we had our own room (this time with a window!) complete with hospital bed, fold out chair/bed and crib for Sammy. We had access to a pantry with snacks and drinks, and we were so lucky to have friends and family drop by with all kinds of wonderful stuff. (Thanks everyone!)
Samantha's initial diagnosis was a urinary tract infection, but it turns out that she did have a kidney infection. The doctor told us to expect a minimum of 3 days in the hospital with IV antibiotics and while we were there, Samantha had a kidney ultrasound. The ultrasound detected that one of her ureters was enlarged, and as a result, the doctors are all fairly confident that she has kidney/ureter reflux. Simply stated, after the urine leaves the kidneys and goes into the bladder, if a person has reflux, the urine will travel back up the ureter and into the kidney. Sam will be having a test in a few weeks up at Stanford to determine whether or not she has reflux, and if so--to which degree.
Despite a rough first day in the ER, Sam was such a trooper throughout her hospital stay. She started to feel a lot better once the antibiotics kicked in and she made friends with all the doctors and nurses who came to check on her. Samantha had a ton of visitors in her short little hospital stay and it really meant a lot to Allen and I to have our friends and family around. Al and I spent every night (and almost all of our days) at the hospital with Sammy, and our time at the hospital reminded me of the weeks after Sam's birth when we were all home together. One of the nights, we had a new nurse and she kept telling Al that he looked familiar. After talking awhile, we figured it out--she was one of the nurses who "caught" Samantha right after she was born. From what she could remember, Dr. Reimnitz did the "hand off" directly to her! It was really neat to reconnect with her, especially since she usually works in the NICU.
We had such good care at the hospital and feel lucky that we were able to escape with such a short stay. The first hours in the ER were some of the hardest and scariest of my life and I am just so thankful to have left with our happy, healthy little girl. As mentioned in Samantha's update, Allen was hunting in the Central Valley and I know that it was so difficult for him to be away during the whole ER ordeal.
Since I came down with the plague on Friday, Allen took Sammy to the pediatrician for a follow up visit and they were satisfied. She will continue on antibiotics until we determine the cause of her kidney infection, and with the exception of a stuffy nose and some lingering sniffles, I doubt that Sam even remembers the happenings of last week! :)
Since we were cooped up in a tiny hospital room for so long, Al took a video of our surroundings. Though I hated having Sam in the hospital, I have to admit that she looks so cute in the tiny, yellow hospital gown...I know that the gowns belong to the hospital, but I couldn't help it--I actually brought her gown home to save with her special baby stuff!
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Hi Everyone from Sam

Once I got the Tylenol, my fever went down and I was much happier. I just love the cherry flavor of that stuff! Mommy and daddy were so nervous, but much happier when I started to feel better. When I woke up on Saturday, I was much happier and daddy decided that it would be okay to go hunting for the day.
As a precaution, mom took me to the pediatrician. I seemed to be feeling better (little did she know!), and she expected to be told that I was teething and just a little grouchy from that.
To make a long story short, the on-call pediatrician took one look at me and knew that something was wrong. She insisted that mommy take me over to Good Sam and even called ahead so that the nurses knew I was coming. We spent the afternoon in the ER and they did all kinds of horrible things to me! First, I had a chest x-ray and even though mom put on a lead vest and went in with me, there was no consoling me. I was still reeling from the chest x-ray when they decided to insert an IV. Mommy was most upset about the IV because she had a bad experience with an IV when she was close to my age. Fortunately, the nurses did a great job with the IV and I think my crying was more traumatic than anything. I was thinking that I was done with all the poking and prodding and then someone else came in and put in a catheter so that they could get a urine sample. I hated that almost as much as the IV! And just when I thought I couldn't take any more, they decided that they needed to do bloodwork. THAT was no fun at all. It took a long time to find a vein, and they spent quite awhile poking around until they got what they needed. Fortunately, Nona JoAnn, Uncle Ron and Aunt Julie came to see mommy and I in the ER, so that helped a lot.
In the early afternoon, we found out that I had a bladder/kidney infection and the ER doctor informed us by saying "welcome to the hospital". Yup, that's right--I had my first (and hopefully only) hospital stay. Daddy came home from hunting (thanks to Margaret's backroad maneuvering) and brought a couple of my favorite toys from home. We found out that I would have to spend a minimum of 3 days at Good Sam on IV antibiotics and my mom and dad were so scared. They were so happy to be able to stay with me at the hospital and I was lucky to have a bunch of visitors come and play with me.
Even though I was feeling pretty awful by Saturday night, I did start to get better and was lucky enough to go home late on Tuesday night. Mommy promised that she would give more info about my infection and treatment in another blog update, but I told her that I wanted to share some pictures from my hospital stay.
Hooked up to my IV and pulse monitor and hanging out in my hospital crib. Everyone agreed that the crib at the hospital was very sad looking. I was so happy to come home to my very own bed at home!Nona JoAnn was trying to get me to play with Sophie (my giraffe), but I was more interested in her Starbucks cup!
The infection made me really sleepy and cranky. I was stuck in the corner of my hospital room because I was hooked up from both my hand and my foot. It was tough not to be able to go out and about--I love to know what's going on at all times.
Here's a picture with all my Mello Aunties. I was starting to feel better at this point.
And here's one of mommy and I. Daddy took this picture of the two of us when I started to feel better and was back to my normal smiley self.
Love Samantha
Feeling Thankful

She's thinking about what she wants to eat on Thanksgiving!Peter and Samantha are developing a closer relationship. I think he realizes that the "new puppy" isn't leaving.
An Ishibashi family tradition is to start Thanksgiving morning with the Turkey Trot. This may only be the 2nd annual Trot for our little family, but we intend to make sure that our family "trots" every year. This year, we even convinced Nona JoAnn and SK to join us for the 5K race. Here's a picture of all of us before the race started. It is up for debate as to whether or not this is Samantha's first event, as I did the Turkey Trot last year while I was a couple months pregnant.
The Turkey Trot is also a Mello family tradition! We took a family piture before the race started! This picture doesn't show it, but the Mello girls had their finisher picture from last year emblazoned on the front of their t-shirts. It was such a great shot that my cousins were the "face" of the Turkey Trot this year! Maybe Sam will be the face of the Turkey Trot for 2010!
Another family picture before the big event!
After the trot, we went downtown for a big breakfast (another family tradition!) and had a great time commending ourselves on our fantastic 5K finish!
Allen, Samantha and I had a few stops throughout the day and had a great time visiting the Ishibashis at Grandma Aiko's. We also stopped at the Mello house and had a great visit with Uncle Steve and all the Aunties!Dinner was delicious at Ron and JoAnn's and Samantha even had a highchair at the dining room table. She enjoyed some oatmeal while we all gorged ourselves on a delicious feast, complete with "peppercorn stuffing" ;)
After dinner, Sam decided to catch some football with Allen...
and we had to get a close-up of her special "First Thanksgiving" outfit!

