August, in pictures.

I already blogged our August updates (here’s a little refresher but here are my favorite pictures. I’m trying so hard to catch up to the end of the year before, well, the end of the year. So I’m going to save current updates for after the photoblasts!

A bunch of dollies.

These next two pictures just bust me up.

Leah’s Cool Aunti Erin was holding her but not looking at her.

This was unacceptable.

Badass BabyBug.

Not-so-badass BabyBug.

Like silly mama, like silly bubba. We spend way too much time taking ridiculous selfies.

“Mama. I need your hand.”

“No, you don’t understand. I NEEEEEED it.”

“I had your hand, but I eated it.”

I know it’s a little blurry, but I just can’t deal with those cheekies and I need help coping with them.


Okay, that was our cat Lobo helping me cope with the cheekies.

These are a few of my favorite toes!

More cheekies with which I can’t deal.

Leah went to her buddy Ari’s first birthday party!

LeahBug and Dani

The South Bay Triplets

South Bay Triplet toesies.

We went to our dear friends’ wedding in August, and Ms. LeahBug was a flower baby. Unfortunately, she was a bit wilted during the ceremony. It was pretty hot out, and also it was only a couple of days later that she had a cold and a stoma infection. So I don’t think she was feeling very well. ūüôĀ It was a gorgeous ceremony, though! How awesome is that dress?

We did manage to get one little half-smile out of her.

At the doctor’s office, on the other hand, she was allllll smiles. Even though she was sick.

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Bubba didn’t feel very well.

…aaaand guess where we wound up later that week? I posted already about her GJ coming out. They also thought she might have a c-diff infection but thankfully her symptoms turned out to be side effects from her antibiotics. Why does she look so happy? This child.

SO delighted to be back in PT. Even now, all this kid wants to do is stand. Her desire to stand is so strong that it has actually motivated her to learn her first sign. I’ll try to capture this on video!

“Mush, mamas! Mush!”

Our first drive-through carwash. Concerned Baby is concerned.

Whee! This is new!

Tiny curls. Tiny tiny curls.

It’s November! What?

So hey – it turns out toddlers don’t sleep as often as babies do. You know – in case you’re wondering why I haven’t updated the blog as frequently in recent months. ūüôā I’ll get some new pics uploaded soon – but in the mean time, someone wants to make sure you voted today.


NOW for the photos…

Behold, the month of July, in pictures! I’ve already told most of the story in previous¬†posts, so I’ll just refresh your memory here and not get into details. But first…

Mama Lisa was so pleased that Sarah McLachlan answered our very important question during her “Live Tweet” Q&A event.

Okay, now July, for real.

Nobody likes getting up this early for a dilation…

…but sometimes we just have to resolve ourselves to the fact that doctors like mornings.

Leah was SO red after her procedure. They ultimately decided to keep her overnight for observation.

Sweet face

Independence Day in Baby Jail!

“They say I’m going home soon!”

“I’ll believe it when I see it.”

“Maybe Emo Pony Face will help?”

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Home at last, and using our time wisely – resting up for a night at the beach!

“This is so much better than Baby Jail!!!”

We are super-redwhiteandblue today!

All cool in our warm denim jacket.


It helps her balance.

’nuff said.

Another day, another fashion statement.

Our friend Ry Ry gave us his old jumper because he’s too big for it now! With a few layers of foam mats¬†underneath our feet juuuuuuust rest¬†flat on the ground. We LOVE this jumper. LOVE. IT.

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Just for the cute of it.



It’s like that mirror scene with Lucy and Harpo Marx in “I Love Lucy,” right? These two are too cute together.

Something off-camera is both fascinating and hilarious.

Our first piggies.

Our second piggies. Aunti Staci does them so much better…. too bad these came out and I had to redo them, leading to the third set of piggietails in two days.

“Mama, look at these piggietails! I can’t be seen in public like this! I just can’t!”

“Just kidding. I love your piggietails.”

“They’re almost as tasty as this tubie.”

Apparently the third time was the charm. This picture only got 1.4 MILLION likes on Facebook. I am not even kidding. LeahBug’s piggietails went viral!!!

Are you kidding me with this?

No kidding needed. They really are that cute.

Sillie selfies at Mommy’s birthday party.

A rock star in the making.

Aaaaaand here we are again. Baby Jail. They planned to put a GJ in on July 17 but she was getting dehydrated and not keeping anything down, so they admitted her the night before the procedure to get some fluids into her.

Smily baby.

Smily baby.

No, but seriously – smily baby.

Smooshy baby.

Where’s the baby?

We left the hospital July 18th, and then on Saturday the 19th we went to a “new parent picnic” for families whose babies with Down Syndrome were born in the last couple of years. I already posted pictures from this event. They were too cute to wait.

But by July 20th we were back in Baby Jail.

Working on our muscles by doing baby push-ups!

Treadmill Mommy

We were all set to go home that Monday night when surgery ordered a CT scan just to check on the fuzzy area in her lung. And then we didn’t go home. The omentum (fatty outer covering of the intestine) had migrated into her chest cavity by forcing its way through a couple of sutures in the diaphragmatic hernia repair. They decided to repair it and do a Nissen¬†fundoplication while she was already admitted.

Mr. Puppy keeps us company at the hospital.

Sometimes we try to grab his nose but usually we aim for his feet.

Just because.

Did somebody ask for Smily Baby?

Some counterbalance for all the Smily Baby photos. A lot of people have said she is always smiling, and it’s true that Leah is a very happy baby… but let’s face it – she’s still a baby. And luckily for her, she’s still heartbreakingly adorable when she is mad, too. So I had to post this to her Facebook just to offer proof that she does in fact turn that smile upside-down on occasion.

Baby sammich, a.k.a. gastric emptying study.

Surgery day, post-recovery – you can tell by the OR tan.

Always with the cables.

After a few days she was feeling a little bit more lively.

Ducky was by her side throughout the ordeal.

And NO, she is definitely not sleepy:

Ducky and Pony

Pleased to be on the road to HOME.

This one is definitely getting saved in the “Babymoticons” folder.


Can’t seem to stay away

We had another little visit to the hospital last week when Ms. Bug’s GJ tube pulled out. Earlier in the week we had begun the process of transitioning her back to g-tube feeding; we got a second pump and were gradually reducing the j feed and adding to the g feed. On Thursday the GJ came out, and Mommy and Gran put in the regular g-tube and drove Leah up to the hospital (Mama was away all day), where she was admitted in peds. The initial plan was for the GI on call (who knows Leah well and has done some of her dilations) to reinsert the GJ tube Thursday night, but Leah’s primary GI decided this would be a good chance to see whether Leah could tolerate full g-tube feeds. We stayed at the hospital for observation and increased Leah’s g-tube feed 5cc every three hours until she was at full continuous feed. And now she is back to the g-tube! Hurrah!

I think I mentioned previously that Leah caught a little cold last weekend. The good news is that she doesn’t seem to have pneumonia yet. The bad news is that the cold is thickening her secretions and making her gagging and retching much worse. She also developed a bit of an infection in her g-tube stoma, probably around one of the sutures, and the docs put her on antibiotics. On Wednesday night, we had what we might call an epic poopsplosion that reset the scales for epic poopsplosions. Leah was in her jumperoo and Mandy glanced over and noticed that she was awwwwwfully happy. Why was the baby so happy? Well, the antibiotics had caused a giant poopsplosion that had leaked out of her diaper and onto the floor, and Ms. Bug was kicking her feet around in it and having So. Much. Fun. We did not have so much fun cleaning it up, but we were still laughing pretty hysterically through the whole ordeal. Ms. Leah went straight to the bath.

SO – when we got to the hospital on Thursday, we let them know of this incident and they decided they wanted a stool sample since they continued to be loose on Thursday. They sent us home Friday, but on Saturday they called us back to tell us that the sample tested positive for c-diff. Oh boy. We have had a pretty confusing couple of days. They said it wasn’t clear whether she had an actual infection or was just colonized, as many hospital frequent fliers are. I left it up to the GI on call to decide whether or not to treat, and he said she should go forward with the specific antibiotics that kill this bacteria. But her regular GI called me yesterday and told us to stop the antibiotics – he did not feel it was appropriate to treat it at this time because it didn’t sound like a full-blown infection. I guess this strain is particularly resistant to antibiotics, so when you go on antibiotics, the good bacteria get killed and this one can get stronger and take over, causing infection and lots and lots of icky poopsplosions. But the antibiotic can itself cause the same reaction, and that’s what the GI thinks is happening. So he wants to wait a couple of days and see if it clears up on its own before attacking her body with 14 days of strong 4x-a-day antibiotics.

In brighter news, we have started mixing Liquid Hope into Leah’s breast milk feeds. This was a compromise with the doctors because it is very difficult to do blended feeds with a j-tube, and this formula is made completely of whole organic foods. She seems to be tolerating it well! We actually won a case of it in a Facebook drawing by the manufacturer, which is super-awesome and helps us out a lot. The best news is that they are coming out with a pediatric formula, which means we would actually be able to feed it to her without diluting it. Right now there is too much protein so we can only give her a small amount each day. At some point soon we are going to transition her to a fully blended diet, but it will still be nice to have the Liquid Hope pediatric formula when we are out and about and the logistics don’t allow for a blended feed.

I’m working on the next round of photos (LOL – the month of July), but in the mean time, here’s an exciting video. ūüôā

Probably the most overdue photoblast ever.

These are super late, but I owe you all pictures while I’m busy catching you up. Remember when I had time to blog every day? I guess I should be grateful – pretty sure that only ever happened in the hospital. These pictures bring us up through the end of June.

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Deep Thoughts by Leah Buggy.

Buggy the Vampire Slayer

“What is it?” asked¬†the dog.

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Mommy made a hat!

Baby ate a hat!

“Here, let me hold that knot for you.”

Pony Face

Just some light reading for the weekend.

Celebrating Father’s Day with Grandpa and Great-Grandpa!

Great Grandpa!

“ET PHONE HOME, Grandpa Bill!”

Lobo tempting fate again.

Mmmm, carrots! (Clearly before her last surgery)

Silly selfies with Mama

Mama loves the BabyBug, Baby loves the MamaBug

Dilation day! “I’m so hungry – if I could just eat this chin, please…”

Leah’s buddy Wesley decided to wear his LeahBug shirt that day. He and Leah must be on the same page – he didn’t even know she had a dilation scheduled!

Hospital gown for breakfast!

“Mr. Ducky, I have to have another dilation today.”

“Maybe you could be my breakfast?”

“Oh dear.”

“Well shucks. If I can’t sleep, I might as well nap.”

A bird’s-eye view of said nap.

Wakey wakey!

I just love this face. Don’t care if the pic is blurry.

Her very favorite sleeping position

Taking the whole “navel gazing” concept literally

Geeeeentle with the kitty!


A first! Swimmy time!

We like it!

We did not particularly enjoy the part where Mommy dipped our hair underwater. That was not cool. It was COLD.

But it’s okay. Water is fun, because…

…water has duckies.

BabyBug doesn’t get to play outside every day, but when she does, she makes sure to enjoy a nice nap in the grass.

Baby pushups

For our 7-year wedding anniversary we took BuggyBug to the beach. It wasn’t her first trip but it was the first time we actually sat down and watched the waves. She loved it!

She was not, on the other hand, particularly impressed with her bib.

WHEEEEEE! We are silly!

Cool Baby is cool.

Family selfie

I know it’s blurry but I just love this sheer joy.

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I wish I could tell you what was so funny but I have the oddest feeling it was my face.

Caption, please.

Come on. Just come on.

Working hard in PT

More JOY

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“Still wondering where my¬†service pony is…”

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“… But it’s okay.¬†I¬†can wait.”

Back in Baby Jail!

My next post was supposed to be a photo blast, but there’s a funny story about how we went home from the hospital Friday night¬†and then came back Sunday evening… good times.

So. On Friday (I think – maybe it was Thursday. It all blends) they did a chest x-ray and an echo. The heart looks okay, although for the first time her cardiologist said he is thinking this might be a VSD that requires repair. If it hasn’t gotten smaller by the time she is about 4, they will probably repair it. The chest x-rays keep showing this mysterious spot on Leah’s right side, but the surgeons seemed pretty sure it was residual from her hernia repair. On Friday they started Leah on erythromycin to see if that would help her stomach empty enough so that she wouldn’t keep retching and vomiting stomach contents. It worked for a while, and they sent us home Friday late afternoon / early evening.¬†Of course she spewed as soon as we got in the car! But we had been told that could continue for a little while, so we headed home. On Saturday our friends came over in the morning for a visit with the Bug, and then Leah¬†and Mommies¬†went to a picnic for new parents of babies with Down Syndrome. We went last year too, but this time we got to bring LeahBug with us! Leah’s two friends from the Baby Party¬†back in March were also there, so they hung out together and people kept asking if they were triplets. It was pretty cute.

BUT all through this very fun day, Leah was still retching, and she didn’t really keep down her meds on Friday night or Saturday morning, so we got on the phone with her primary doctor ASAP.¬†I tried very hard to reach her GI since he had instructed us to have him paged if we had problems, but the nurses are pretty staunch¬†gatekeepers, and even when I tried to call back on Sunday, I was informed that if the doctor really wanted me to be able to reach him then he would have given us his direct number. Um. I don’t think so. I kept calling and pushing and they finally paged him, and I got about 30 seconds into the call with him before he said she needed to come back. The concern was that she wasn’t getting her cardiac meds and that’s not okay. So they¬†admitted Leah again on Sunday night.

On Monday, once it was established that all of Leah’s cardiac-related blood labs looked good, the GI said her meds could go into the J-port on the GJ tube. Cardio did an echo just to ¬†They wanted to keep her long enough to make sure she was tolerating the meds through the J and then we could go home, but we would need to have a follow-up with her other GI in clinic on Tuesday. At some point during the day surgery decided they wanted to get a CT before Leah went home – they were going to order an outpatient CT to check on the mysterious spot over Leah’s right lung, but figured since she was inpatient they might as well just get it done. The CT was scheduled for 6PM, and at that point we figured if we were going to have to go to the clinic the following day we might as well just resolve ourselves to staying over for one more night. It’s a good thing we didn’t plan for discharge – the CT wound up not happening until close to 11PM. Leah was so tired she forgot to be cranky, and just sort of looked around with bleary eyes and little delirious smiles.

By morning, the plan was no longer for a Tuesday discharge. The CT showed that some of the omentum (the fatty layer that covers the intestine) was starting to poke up through the mesh on the hernia repair. You can imagine how surgery does not like the idea of repairing this Morgagni hernia over and over and over again. Their plan as of last week was that Leah would keep the GJ in for a few months to keep down her food and get a little bigger, and then once they were certain the stricture was completely resolved, she would have the Nissen fundoplication to help control her reflux. But they think that all of this gagging and retching may be putting strain on the hernia repair and not letting it heal. So Leah will finally be getting the Nissen on Friday. She will be having a motility study done tomorrow and if her gastric emptying is severely delayed, she will also have a pyloromyotomy Рthe same surgery that Mama had last summer.

Odds are we will be in the hospital until early next week. (And I would like to point out¬†for the creeper Internet’s sake that other¬†people live in our house besides us, so don’t think it’s unattended.)

In more uplifting news, Leah is getting extraordinarily bored in her crib, so we took her out in the Peds wagon for the first time and she LOVED IT. She kept rocking back and forth to make it go faster like she does with her PT swing. She will be thrilled to learn that she has a wagon waiting for her at home that she just hadn’t been Big-Girl enough to play with yet (thanks again, Candy and David!!!). She also saw one of her old therapy dog friends in the hall – the collie who wore the Dodgers uniform at Halloween last year.

Oh – and that picture that went viral is now at 698,000 likes.

Still working on pictures, but here are a few to keep you busy:

Baby Party II

Their faces don’t look anything alike, but they are all roughly the same size and have about the same hair color, so people kept asking if they were triplets!

Deep conversation.

How cute is this bow?

“Fan me with palm fronds.”

“Giddyup Mama!”


“Teehee. It’s a doggie.”

Here we are again!

So apparently I haven’t posted since the last time Leah was in the hospital? Yikes! I have a picture post in progress but I guess I’ve been working on it longer than I thought.

So. Leah had a dilation this morning. Or rather, Leah had an endoscopy this morning. They didn’t have to dilate!!! Her esophagus is a uniform width at this point, which is So Awesome and Exciting.

Now for the less-exciting part. Leah’s vomiting and retching have both gotten worse since the last dilation, and they were already pretty bad going in, which is probably why she wouldn’t hold anything down in the hours immediately following the procedure last time. Her doctor proposed putting in a GJ tube at her next procedure and we have been agonizing over this decision for a good week now. But on Monday Leah didn’t keep down a SINGLE FEED, and at that point we concluded that something had to be done ASAP. We took her to urgent care on Monday evening just to check on her hydration, and then met with GI and surgery on Tuesday. We agreed to go ahead with the GJ as a temporary fix to allow Leah to get her calories and fluids. The plan was that she would come in Thursday AM as usual, but on Wednesday she was still retching and vomiting and looked exhausted. Her little fontanelle was sunken and she was tired all through therapy. We decided to call her GI and see if he felt it might be worthwhile to admit her overnight to hydrate her before her procedure. That is exactly what happened, and so here we are – Leah’s almost-dilation went great, and the GJ is in. The not-so-fun part is that Leah has still been retching all afternoon, and after her feeds started she began to leak greenish fluid from the stoma, and shortly thereafter she had two episodes of vomiting greenish yellowish stuff. (You’re welcome for TMI.) So they called off her feeds for a few hours and did an x-ray to check placement of the tube. It’s in the right place, so she is just starting feeds again, this time at a slower rate. They will adjust her feeds gradually overnight, and we will see how things look in the morning.


Oh – and how’s this for perfect timing: the Butterfly Fund posted a picture of Leah in her little piggietails and it totally went viral! The photo is nearing 475 THOUSAND likes. Holy moly!!!!!! So many people sharing LeahBug’s sweet smile! So cool and very encouraging when we are stuck in the hospital.


We are all So Exhausted.

Photoblast catchup

Man – every time I think I’ve almost caught up on pictures, a month flies by and suddenly I’m behind again!

So. I think we left off at Leah’s birthday party and baby naming. Aunti Staci and Auntie Kimmie threw a wonderful party for Leah’s birthday and baby naming. We were so pleased to be able to share the day with friends and family, and so thankful to Staci and Kim for giving us and Leah such a special day. They put so much work into¬†everything, and it was totally awesome. I’m sure you will be shocked to know that the theme of the party was “ladybugs.” We are also thankful to Uncle Ralph for making sure there were photographers there to capture the awesomeness!¬†His photographer friends took pics at¬†the party and the ceremony, and then took¬†some uber-cute portraits of LeahBug after the ceremony.

We are also super-grateful to our rabbi, who put together a beautiful and meaningful ceremony for LeahBug. She is the¬†same rabbi who married us seven years ago¬†– which is particularly fun because¬†she actually called dibs on our wedding almost 12 years ago. Hehe. Mandy and I¬†have known her since our college days and throughout our relationship, and it was such a beautiful experience to see her bringing everyone together again for this day in celebration of our LeahBug. Plus, she somehow managed to work a stealth Buffy the Vampire Slayer reference into each¬†ceremony. Because she’s cool like that.

And of course we are grateful to our friends and family, who came out to celebrate this sweet baby and who have supported us and Leah throughout the past 13 months. At our request, many folks brought along items to be donated to the Los Angeles Ronald McDonald House. When we stayed there earlier this month, we brought with us bags and boxes full of items from their donation wishlist, along with almost $1,000 in checks and gift cards (a few people donated separately). It was so cool to be able to do something for LARMH, so thank you to everybody who made that possible!

As you already know, the rest of the month has largely been filled with surgery, dilations, and therapies. Leah’s last dilation was this past Thursday, and HOLY MOLY, the 9mm scope went through!!! SO exciting. Although they had talked about doing dilations less frequently, it sounds like we are back to going every two weeks for the time being – this time because I think they want to seize the opportunity to continue the progress she has been making since the steroid injections began. We have been feeding Leah a little spoonful of puree every day, and have also begun feeding her some thinned purees through the g-tube so that she will get some real food in addition to breast milk. She has been gaining a bit of weight (albeit slowly) but has sort of plateaued height-wise – she really isn’t taller today than she was in February. Hopefully once she starts getting food she will hit a growth spurt.

Next dilation is July 3.

The rest of the month’s stories will be among the photographs.

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Do I have the cutest little sister or what? These things were adorable AND nummylicious – a dangerous combination.

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But like, seriously. My sister and her dessert skillz.

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Leah’s first birthday cake! Hand-made by Auntie Kimmie! It was super-yummy.

This is what Leah looked like for the first hour of her party.

Auntie Kimmie held Bug during the ceremony.

We asked my dad to lead everybody in singing “Ma Yafeh Hayom.” When we were in NICU and PICU we made more of an effort to mark Shabbat and havdalah every week; it helped us sort of note the passage of time and not let the days get away from us. On Friday nights and Saturday mornings I looked forward to singing Shabbat songs to LeahBug, and this was one that I sang often, especially to soothe her. I thought it would be sweet if we all sang it to her.

This dress still kills me.

“I’m the star.”


A special moment – everybody got to see Leah drink a tiny bit of grape juice by mouth.

“Mama, I’m not so sure I like this grape juice business.”

Me and my grandma. We asked her to read the following story from the Talmud (I found this version online, so it might not be word for word):

One day, Honi the Circle Maker was walking on the road and saw a man planting a carob tree. Honi asked the man, ‚ÄúHow long will it take for this tree to bear fruit?‚ÄĚ

The man replied, ‚ÄúSeventy years.‚ÄĚ

Honi then asked the man, ‚ÄúAnd do you think you will live another seventy years and eat the fruit of this tree?‚ÄĚ

The man answered, ‚ÄúPerhaps not. However, when I was born into this world, I found many carob trees planted by my father and grandfather. Just as they planted trees for me, I am planting trees for my children and grandchildren so they will be able to eat the fruit of these trees.‚ÄĚ

This is the tallit that I wore at my bat mitzvah in Israel, and the tallit in which we wrapped ourselves at our wedding seven years ago.

A blessing for BabyBug

“Um, excuse me, Rabbi, ma’am, I think I need to pull your hair. Your hair is kinda magical.”


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BabyBug eating LadyBug. Better than cake!

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“OH hey, that’s my name!”

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Scarlett O’Leah

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One of my favorites! BabyBug is ready to party!

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It’s not quite PonyFace, but it’s close! I’d like to state for the record that the photo came like this – I did not add this caption.

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“Mommies, I’ve got this. Outta my spotlight.”

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“Just kidding! I can share.”

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BabyBug and MotherBugs

Buggy and Gran

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Aunti Staci and Uncle Rowf

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Aunti Staci and Buggy

This all went to the Ronald McDonald House! SO COOL.

Flashback: You might remember that a few months ago we met up with Sue, the founder of Binkeez For Comfort, who sent Leah a beautiful blanket while she was in the hospital. Sue brought Leah a “LoveBug” blanket made in Leah’s honor, and she also sent us a big box of gorgeous blankets to deliver to the children in the PICU at Leah’s hospital. Sue is also a photographer, and she recently sent us these photos that she took during our visit.






Okay – end flashback and back to the Mamarazzi pictures. ūüôā

Baby Pinky! Precious sweetheart.

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BabyBug enjoying some of her new birthday toys.

So… funny story… the day after Leah’s party, we all went out for breakfast for Uncle Ralph’s birthday. We got a little plate of fruit pieces for Leah, and she tasted each one – strawberry, pineapple, and watermelon. She’s never had pineapple before, so I made a mental note (and remarked out loud) to keep an eye on her because my sister is allergic to pineapple. She had a few little tastes but didn’t seem to like it much, so they moved on to a different fruit.

Cut to an hour and a half later – the kid has little red spots all over her abdomen and the back of her neck:



Naturally we assumed that these spots were the result of the pineapple, since that was the only new food to which she’d been exposed. She didn’t seem to have any trouble breathing, so I called the advice nurse just to make sure we were okay to keep her at home for the evening. The nurse said if she wasn’t having breathing problems yet she probably would not, and we should only bring her in if symptoms got worse.

Well… they got worse.


This was her back a mere 24 hours later – and it had spread to her arms, legs, scalp, and the edges of her face. So we took her to the doctor’s office that day.

Let me just tell you… I would NOT be smiling… And really, neither was she for most of the day. But if you work hard enough you can generally earn a smile from this kid even under some pretty rough circumstances.

We told the doctor we had three theories: 1) Pineapple; 2) Amoxicillin, which she had been taking for ten days (because of the pneumonia); and 3) Her Measles-Mumps-Rubella shot, which had also taken place 10 days ago. I forgot that she had also worn clothes at her party which were not washed in our Free and Clear laundry detergent, but she never had any reactions to the sheets and gowns at the hospital, so I don’t know if that would be it. I’ve read that Amoxicillin can cause a rash even up to two weeks later. It’s not necessarily considered an allergy as much as it is a side effect. The pineapple, however, seemed to be the most likely suspect.

The doctor advised that we give her some Benadryl, and agreed with us that the pineapple was probably the culprit. She had some labs drawn just in case.

We didn’t get any results back for almost a week, and finally, when Leah went in for her hernia repair on June 6, I asked them to just look in the system and see if the labs had been completed. The labs were in the system – and they were negative for pineapple allergy! Go figure! I don’t know what to think. I imagine it’s possible that the antibodies for a pineapple allergy might not show up as quickly as 24 hours after the initial exposure. I really don’t know how it works. Most of the doctors I’ve asked have said an Amoxicillin allergy would manifest immediately, although Dr. Google (I stole that from Baby Walter’s mom) says this particular type of rash can appear quite some time after initial exposure. So I’m torn between the pineapple and the Amoxicillin. We have permission to try giving Leah another taste of pineapple, but I’m thinking maybe we will wait until we are up near the hospital, with a bottle of Benadryl on hand. Just in case. I’ve also heard that with food allergies, sometimes the first allergic reaction is less severe than future reactions. So we shall see.



Naptime for Kitties and Babies

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Swinging time

At RMH the night before Leah’s hernia repair

Nobody likes being up this early!

“Here? Again?” Her surgery was scheduled at about 10AM, but she didn’t actually go in until some time between 1 and 1:30PM. I had a nerve conduction study at noon (no fun) and somehow had time to make it back before they took her in!

Silly Mama and Silly Baby

We brought the RMH donations with us – this is almost everything as they had already started bringing a couple of bags behind the counter.

Post-surgery. Never a welcome sight, but always a welcome sight. If that makes sense.

Sleepy baby

Wearing our ladybug¬†gown from Gracie’s Gowns!

Ladybug lovey

Home sweet home!

THIS FACE. This little stinkin’ cute face.

Also, this face.

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These two toys were birthday gifts from the Awesome Kids Foundation. They are PERFECT for Leah – so perfect that they were the first two things her Infant Stim therapist reached for the next day.

When it’s cold outside, I’ve got the month of May…

Another catch-up post – stories along with their corresponding photos.

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The many faces of physical therapy: Pissy Baby and Proud Baby

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The many faces of physical therapy: Flying Baby and Melty Baby

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Dinner at our cousins BB&E’s house – random sweet babyfaces

Leah got this awesome blanket from Lovies 4 Littles – I had forgotten that I requested one, and then suddenly it showed up just in time for Leah’s birthday and Mother’s Day. SO awesome!!!

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Mandy’s brother and his family came over to visit and celebrate a belated BabyBugBirthday and an early Mother’s Day with Gran.

Leah is doing a better and better job at sitting up!

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Sitting at the table like a big girl!

Our first Mother’s Day outside the hospital! Our whole family met up – grandparents, siblings, parents, a few cousins, my great-aunt and aunt – and celebrated together. Love the family!

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We love Grandpa Bill! Leah was throwing up the entire ride out to brunch (hence the shoulder diaper pictured in nearly every photo) but Grandpa Bill makes it all better.

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After brunch, Mama, Mommy and Baby went for a walk on the beach! Leah LOVES the wind in her hair.

Practicing our Dainty Ballerina moves.

Practicing our Zombie Ballerina moves.

Practicing our Melty Ballerina moves. What an exhausting Mother’s Day!

Modeling our awesome new blanket.

One of Leah’s Instagram friends made this sweet collage for her birthday. <3

We love our Aunti Staci. Her hair is delicious.

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Sharing a moment with Jeepers Creepers. He is her guard-cat lately. I’m thinking he watches out for her because he REALLY likes her toys and vibrating chairs.

Another moment with Jeepers.

Just because. Because this face.

This face again.

And then, you know, THIS face. PONY FACE.


Proud Baby!

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Mmmmm. It tastes blue.

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Mandy sings in a choir, and Leah and I spent the afternoon at her dress rehearsal. Leah was SO good during the actual show – I only had to take her out one time, and she really wasn’t actually making noise, but it was during the “In Memoriam” section so I didn’t want to risk it. She slept through the rest of the show.

My favorite moment during the dress rehearsal happened while Leah was watching the ASL interpreter. She was hypnotized by the movement of the signing, and you could tell she was fascinated – until somebody walked by with a bunch of colored balloons. Then the ASL interpreter didn’t exist. Leah tracked those balloons all the way up the aisle and out the back door.

This happened twice. At least we know the kid has great visual tracking.

Sweetie Pie.

Leah’s GI ordered an esophagram because Leah had been experiencing so much vomiting in recent weeks – it was getting pretty ridiculous. And messy. So he ordered an esophagram. This sweet baby fell asleep on the x-ray table. Precious doll.

The next day we started hearing the gurgling that signaled to us that her diaphragmatic hernia might be back. If only it had started on this day, we could have simply watched the contrast as it moved further down into her digestive tract. But because they were only looking at the esophagus, they stopped when the contrast left her stomach, and it would be another few weeks before we had confirmation of what we were dealing with.

I think I’ve already filled you in on the circumstances surrounding the return of her hernia. I was convinced from day one that it was back due to the gurgling, and shared my concerns with Mandy when she got home. It didn’t take much convincing – it was obvious that something was out of place; you could hear rumbling and gurgling in the kid’s chest. That shouldn’t be there. It took another week or so before we were able to get this confirmed by her doctors. The esophagram was on a Monday. The gurgling started on Tuesday. Leah’s checkup with her primary was on Thursday, at which point they did a chest x-ray. That’s when they found the bit of pneumonia brewing, but did not see the hernia. We saw her GI the following Tuesday, and they were able to get her in for an upper GI study that Thursday. The radiologist saw the hernia before he even started with the contrast (which he did ultimately do so he could get better pictures). He looked at the very first image and said, “There it is.” A week and a day later Leah was in the OR having her second hernia repair. And I think I’m repeating prior blogs at this point, so I’ll defer to those longer posts and carry on with the photoblasting.

Leah got this sweet ladybug toy from the Awesome Kids Foundation. Thank you! She loves it!

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Another awesome and sweet gift from The Butterfly Fund. Such a nice surprise to receive this Pillow Pet from Leah’s wish list. I swear, Leah¬†knew that it was for her as soon as I took it out of the box. She actually¬†smiled at it from across the room. I’ve never seen her respond so immediately and without prompting.

I couldn’t resist making a little collage.

Another kitty moment. A few days later, our other cat, Lobo, somehow managed to sneak into Leah’s room. He was on the rocking chair in there and Mandy couldn’t get him to move – so she put Leah down near him and let Leah grab at his fur and ears – basically sicced the baby on the cat. It actually took a significant chunk of time before Lobo got annoyed enough to leave the room. I’m surprised and impressed at his endurance. It’s not that Leah actually hurts the kitties – but she does like to grab hair, and she does like to grab at the root. For the kitties this translates to squeezing handfuls of fur over and over again.

Leah loves her new chair, a birthday present from Gran! Can’t remember if we’ve posted a pic before. Her physical therapist recommended it when I asked about a chair that she could use so that she could spent more time sitting up instead of reclining in her bouncy chair, which is, you know, kinda for babies. ūüėČ In this chair Leah can sit upright and play with toys on the tray in front of her.

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This is Leah’s new favorite chew toy. “What, Mama? Don’t bite my tubie? Don’t do THIS?”

We typically don’t let Leah watch television, but our favorite band in the whole wide world, Raining Jane, was playing with Jason Mraz on American Idol, so we had to let Leah watch with us when we watched the recording.

Raining Jane received the Foot-Nom of Approval. Congrats, ladies!

Yeah. It’s a problem. But it’s better than her pulling out the g-tube itself, which we work soooooo hard to avoid.

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Mama-Baby Sillie Selfie Time!

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Goofy Baby, Outfit #2 (seriously, this kid was projectile-vomiting multiple times a day for days on end.)

Goofy Baby, Outfit #3! Mommy was out of town at a work conference so Aunti Staci stayed over to help, and help is exactly what we needed, because Leah required a minimum of three costume changes on this day. Poor spewing kiddo.

Back on the table for the upper GI. Yucky ducky radioactive goo in our belly!

Guard-kitty stationed at his vibrating chair – and yeah, okay, also guarding the baby in the chair.

We got to the point where we had to just keep a bib on her to avoid going through her whole wardrobe with all of the spewing episodes. “But are you for real with this flower headband???”

Hey, sitting AND holding the necklace with both hands? That takes coordination!

Aaaaand that’s the month of May!


I’ll do a separate post for LeahBug’s May 31 baby naming / birthday party – stay tuned!

One Year of Ms. LeahBug

At last, the long-awaited birthday post!

So… due to a quirk in Jewish law, although Leah is biologically my daughter, because Mandy is her gestational mother she is not considered halachically Jewish (i.e. recognized as Jewish by Jewish law). She had to undergo an official conversion, which includes a ritual immersion. She was supposed to go to the mikveh (the place where the conversion and immersion take place) in the first week of April, but she wound up having to undergo a hernia repair instead, and you don’t immerse with open scars, so we had to wait a little bit. Then she was supposed to go in the first week of May, but we all know how that turned out – she was recalled by the hospital and got stuck there for four days.

Thankfully, the rabbi and the mikveh staff were sooooo patient with us, and we were able to work it out so that Leah’s conversion would take place on her first birthday. As an interesting side note, the mikveh attendant present at Leah’s conversion was the same attendant who was there when I went to the mikveh before our wedding seven years ago. She is also my friend’s mom! I didn’t know she worked there until I went up there before the wedding. It is such a small world, and so cool that she got to be there for two such significant moments in our lives. Also present at the ceremony were the rabbi (obviously), who is¬†an old college friend, and two witnesses, who also turned out to be people we knew (plus a tiny tot belonging to one of the witnesses). ūüėÄ It made the occasion¬†even more special to have so many familiar faces surrounding us.

Another side note – mikveh is the Yiddish spelling – it would be spelled “mikvah” using Hebrew pronunciation and transliteration. FYI.

SO! On Leah’s birthday, we took her up to the Getty Museum, because isn’t that what every baby wants to do for her first birthday? We had a nice walk around, and I must say that Leah did seem to appreciate the Jackson Pollock work. She stared at it for a good minute. She didn’t care for the Queen Victoria collection, though. I guess she’s an art snob and only likes the modern genres. Alternately, she’s a baby and likes Pollock’s bright colors and squiggles. I’ll let you decide.

After the Getty, we went up to the mikveh. My dad met us there and came in with us to be there for the conversion. Then,¬†after the mikveh we went out to eat with our immediate family and celebrated the little bubbeleh all together. My sister and cousin were planning a baby naming ceremony later on in the month which would be doubling as a birthday party for our larger circle of family and friends, so we kept it small for Leah’s actual birthday.

Going to the¬†mikveh was¬†a wonderful experience, but it had its tenuous moments.¬†The most unnerving thing about converting a baby in the mikveh is that you have to let go of the baby completely while she’s underwater. It’s just for a moment, but she has to be fully immersed without anything separating her from the water, including Mama’s and Mommy’s strong and safe¬†hands.

In discussing the mikveh with the rabbi who conducted Leah’s baby-naming ceremony (a different rabbi than the one who did the conversion – more details on that in a later post), I mentioned that this experience of letting go of Leah was similar to taking her home from the hospital for the first time. In the mikveh, you have to let go for just a moment and trust that everything will go the way it needs to go. Leah will hold her breath under water and will make it through that one moment when nobody is holding on. In leaving the hospital, we had to let go of all of the machines that held Leah in a position of safety and reassurance, and trust that in the absence of that support, the three of us would know what to do going forward. And I guess that is sort of a metaphor for parenting in general – life as a parent will be full of moments when we just have to let go. I’m sure we will have to remind ourselves of that point as the years go by.

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Leah seemed pretty impressed by the Jackson Pollock work – although in that last picture she looks like she’s thinking, “Hey, I could totally do that!”

Leah was not too impressed with the fancy schmancy portraits of old rich people.

The Getty was exhausting.

Dunkin’ Babies

Leah didn’t love being dunked, but she didn’t seem to mind being in the water!

After the mikveh ceremony

Dinner was also exhausting.

Let’s face it – Leah basically slept through most of her birthday… but it was still a great day.