Nothing important happened today...
We went to the doctor today for ANOTHER weight checkup. She's gained about an ounce and a half, but still not enough to take her off the formula.
Nina came over for a bit and hung out with Ada for a while. Unfortunately, Ada was being a piggy piggy piggy, and only stopped eating for long enough to load up her diaper for Nina to change.
Like I said, nothing important happened today.
Friday, July 31, 2009
Thursday, July 30, 2009
A Very Merry Unbirthday, Miss Ada White!
Today is Ada's one week unbirthday, and in order to celebrate it, we had a mini photo shoot:
In other news, Stephanie got her staples taken out today. The doctor had a gnarly looking tool that looked like something the sadistic dentist from Little Shop of Horrors would have used. However, the entire process ended up being quick and relatively painless. She says she is now much more comfortable, and doesn't have as many problems moving around.
In other news, Stephanie got her staples taken out today. The doctor had a gnarly looking tool that looked like something the sadistic dentist from Little Shop of Horrors would have used. However, the entire process ended up being quick and relatively painless. She says she is now much more comfortable, and doesn't have as many problems moving around.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Past Few Days Rewind
OK, I was able to take a 1 1/2 hour nap today, so I'm finally feeling well enough to try to summarize the events that have happened since Sunday.
Sunday:
Sunday began after an OK night where Ada was a bit fussy, but I think the thought of us going home kind of spurred Stephanie and I on. Outside of Ada's fussiness, there were a couple of minor problems that night. For one, Stephanie's staples were really beginning to bother her; fortunately the nurse came through with a cocktail of Percocet and Motrin that helped her get some sleep (her doctor ended up prescribing her this same regimen to go home with). On top of that, I couldn't get in contact with Stephanie's brother who was supposed to be taking the dog out for us that night. So I ended up having to go home at 1:00am Sunday morning to walk the dog. But it was still better than the previous night.
Sunday morning came and we tried to bridle our excitement at the prospect of going home, but we couldn't hold back our joy. The only problem is that neither Stephanie nor Ada had been cleared for discharge. We didn't think that Stephanie getting clearance would be a problem (and it wasn't), but we were worried about Ada. She was still borderline jaundice and the pediatrician had to come in and check her levels before she would discharge her. We tried to keep her in the sun as much as possible, but we knew in the back of our head that there was the possibility that the pediatrician could come in and tell us that she wanted to hold Ada for another night. But fortunately for us, she came in and told us that, while she had some concerns, she was discharging Ada, although we had to schedule an appointment Monday, 9:30am. The reason for the concern surprised us: Ada had lost 12 ounces since she was born and they were concerned.
The trip home was exciting, but uneventful. I drove about 30 miles an hour all the way home, trying to miss all the bumps so that Stephanie's staples wouldn't hurt.
That night, however, was hell. Ada wouldn't stop screaming, and we didn't have a routine on how to handle her feeding and changing yet, so that made the situation worse.
Monday:
Monday morning began with the trip to the pediatrician's office. It was the first time we'd been there, and we immediately liked the place. Everyone was personable and helpful. The doctor came in and checked Ada's weight and told us something even more concerning: She had lost even three more ounces since Sunday and was down to 6pounds 10 ounces. She decided to put us on a regimen of supplementing Ada's regular breast milk feedings with 10 ounces of Similac formula and scheduled us to come back on Wednesday at 9:30am to check again.
Nothing really exciting happened for the rest of the day, except for some diaper changing fun. I went to change Ada's diaper and during the time it took for me to remove the diaper and try to put another one under her, she pooped all over the place. And then, to add insult to injury, while I was cleaning that up, she peed on me. Good to see she already has a great sense of humor.
Monday night went great. We started to find our routine and while it was annoying getting up every two hours to go downstairs to get a shot glass full of formula for supplementing, Stephanie and I both got a total of 6 hours of sleep that night, the most we had gotten since Ada was born.
Tuesday:
Nothing really exciting happened on Tuesday. I picked up Stephanie's prescriptions and a couple of Granny-gowns from Walmart for her to wear around the house. We did have an issue with Stephanie getting some baby blues, though. It was the first time I had left Stephanie alone with Ada for any length of time, and when I got home from Walmart I was greeted with a screaming baby and a crying wife. Apparently Ada started crying shortly after I left and Stephanie was unable to console her. After calming both of them down, I took care of Ada for a while while Stephanie napped.
The rest of the day went well. Grandpa even came by for a little bit that afternoon.
Wednesday:
We had some good news today. We went back to the pediatrician, and Ada had gained two ounces since Monday. While not great, that means she's on her way back up. We still have to supplement with the formula, however if she has gained more weight by Friday, then they will take her off of the formula.
Other than that, it was a quiet day. It was our first day without any visitors and, while we love it when people come visit, it was nice to have a quiet day as a family.
So that is what happened the past few days. I'm too tired to end this post gracefully, so I'll just...
Sunday:
Sunday began after an OK night where Ada was a bit fussy, but I think the thought of us going home kind of spurred Stephanie and I on. Outside of Ada's fussiness, there were a couple of minor problems that night. For one, Stephanie's staples were really beginning to bother her; fortunately the nurse came through with a cocktail of Percocet and Motrin that helped her get some sleep (her doctor ended up prescribing her this same regimen to go home with). On top of that, I couldn't get in contact with Stephanie's brother who was supposed to be taking the dog out for us that night. So I ended up having to go home at 1:00am Sunday morning to walk the dog. But it was still better than the previous night.
Sunday morning came and we tried to bridle our excitement at the prospect of going home, but we couldn't hold back our joy. The only problem is that neither Stephanie nor Ada had been cleared for discharge. We didn't think that Stephanie getting clearance would be a problem (and it wasn't), but we were worried about Ada. She was still borderline jaundice and the pediatrician had to come in and check her levels before she would discharge her. We tried to keep her in the sun as much as possible, but we knew in the back of our head that there was the possibility that the pediatrician could come in and tell us that she wanted to hold Ada for another night. But fortunately for us, she came in and told us that, while she had some concerns, she was discharging Ada, although we had to schedule an appointment Monday, 9:30am. The reason for the concern surprised us: Ada had lost 12 ounces since she was born and they were concerned.
The trip home was exciting, but uneventful. I drove about 30 miles an hour all the way home, trying to miss all the bumps so that Stephanie's staples wouldn't hurt.
That night, however, was hell. Ada wouldn't stop screaming, and we didn't have a routine on how to handle her feeding and changing yet, so that made the situation worse.
Monday:
Monday morning began with the trip to the pediatrician's office. It was the first time we'd been there, and we immediately liked the place. Everyone was personable and helpful. The doctor came in and checked Ada's weight and told us something even more concerning: She had lost even three more ounces since Sunday and was down to 6pounds 10 ounces. She decided to put us on a regimen of supplementing Ada's regular breast milk feedings with 10 ounces of Similac formula and scheduled us to come back on Wednesday at 9:30am to check again.
Nothing really exciting happened for the rest of the day, except for some diaper changing fun. I went to change Ada's diaper and during the time it took for me to remove the diaper and try to put another one under her, she pooped all over the place. And then, to add insult to injury, while I was cleaning that up, she peed on me. Good to see she already has a great sense of humor.
Monday night went great. We started to find our routine and while it was annoying getting up every two hours to go downstairs to get a shot glass full of formula for supplementing, Stephanie and I both got a total of 6 hours of sleep that night, the most we had gotten since Ada was born.
Tuesday:
Nothing really exciting happened on Tuesday. I picked up Stephanie's prescriptions and a couple of Granny-gowns from Walmart for her to wear around the house. We did have an issue with Stephanie getting some baby blues, though. It was the first time I had left Stephanie alone with Ada for any length of time, and when I got home from Walmart I was greeted with a screaming baby and a crying wife. Apparently Ada started crying shortly after I left and Stephanie was unable to console her. After calming both of them down, I took care of Ada for a while while Stephanie napped.
The rest of the day went well. Grandpa even came by for a little bit that afternoon.
Wednesday:
We had some good news today. We went back to the pediatrician, and Ada had gained two ounces since Monday. While not great, that means she's on her way back up. We still have to supplement with the formula, however if she has gained more weight by Friday, then they will take her off of the formula.
Other than that, it was a quiet day. It was our first day without any visitors and, while we love it when people come visit, it was nice to have a quiet day as a family.
So that is what happened the past few days. I'm too tired to end this post gracefully, so I'll just...
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Sorry for the Delay
Sorry for the delay between posts. Bringing Ada home and trying to get on a schedule was a lot tougher than I thought it would be. I'm going to try and write up a summary of the past few days tonight, but if I don't get a chance to, I wanted to leave you with a little something special.
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Ok, so last night was horrible...
Ok, I wrote this on 7/25 (Saturday), but just now realized that it never got posted. Stephanie encouraged me to go ahead and post it, so that you guys can see where our minds were at during this point in time:
Miss Ada had a bad night last night (and consequently, so did mommy and daddy). She woke up last night at about 7 in the evening, right after I posted the recap, and decided she wanted to be fussy. For the next 7 hours, we played detective to her game of "Whatdoneit?". We tried to feed her and she would feed for thirty minutes and then she'd stop. So we'd go and try and put her down, and she'd start acting like she was hungry again. So mama got ready and she ate for another thirty minutes and then stopped. When we went to put her down, she started rooting and crying again. So we tried to feed her YET AGAIN, but this time she'd hold her mama's breast in her mouth and try to fall asleep, rather than eating. After a bit of us trying to wake her up and her not complying, we decided to put her down with a pacifier (something Stephanie and I swore we'd never use).
She stayed down for a little bit before she started crying again. Steph tried feeding her, but she refused to take it, even though she was acting like she was hungry. By this time, Steph was in tears because she didn't know what to do. Then we heard Ada's tummy grumbling and she let out a loud fart. We hoped that this would fix the problem, but it didn't. Her tummy kept hurting her.
By this time (around 4 am), it had been nearly 24 hours since Steph had gotten ANY sleep. So I made an exectutive decision to send Ada to the nursury for 2 hours so that Stephanie could at least get that much sleep. It killed us to watch her go (Steph cried for a bit), but in the morning, we both felt like it was the best decision.
And now, she's being fussy again. It's funny how she wasn't anything like this on the first day. I thought Stephanie birthed an angel. Now I'm begining to wonder if she isn't the anti-christ.
And if I have to tell you I'm joking, then you don't know me that well.
Miss Ada had a bad night last night (and consequently, so did mommy and daddy). She woke up last night at about 7 in the evening, right after I posted the recap, and decided she wanted to be fussy. For the next 7 hours, we played detective to her game of "Whatdoneit?". We tried to feed her and she would feed for thirty minutes and then she'd stop. So we'd go and try and put her down, and she'd start acting like she was hungry again. So mama got ready and she ate for another thirty minutes and then stopped. When we went to put her down, she started rooting and crying again. So we tried to feed her YET AGAIN, but this time she'd hold her mama's breast in her mouth and try to fall asleep, rather than eating. After a bit of us trying to wake her up and her not complying, we decided to put her down with a pacifier (something Stephanie and I swore we'd never use).
She stayed down for a little bit before she started crying again. Steph tried feeding her, but she refused to take it, even though she was acting like she was hungry. By this time, Steph was in tears because she didn't know what to do. Then we heard Ada's tummy grumbling and she let out a loud fart. We hoped that this would fix the problem, but it didn't. Her tummy kept hurting her.
By this time (around 4 am), it had been nearly 24 hours since Steph had gotten ANY sleep. So I made an exectutive decision to send Ada to the nursury for 2 hours so that Stephanie could at least get that much sleep. It killed us to watch her go (Steph cried for a bit), but in the morning, we both felt like it was the best decision.
And now, she's being fussy again. It's funny how she wasn't anything like this on the first day. I thought Stephanie birthed an angel. Now I'm begining to wonder if she isn't the anti-christ.
And if I have to tell you I'm joking, then you don't know me that well.
Friday, July 24, 2009
End of day recap...
Miss Ada did very good today; all her tests came back great except the one for jaundice - but even that one wasn't too bad and was to be expected given the fact that her mother has O+ blood.
She had a great time today visiting with Nina and Grandpa (the name Stephanie's parents want to be called) and Aunt Lisa. Looking forward to a good night tonight.
She had a great time today visiting with Nina and Grandpa (the name Stephanie's parents want to be called) and Aunt Lisa. Looking forward to a good night tonight.
Now that I've got a few minutes...
I'd like to post Miss Ada Louise White's vitals. She was born at 4:56pm on Thursday, July 23, 2009. She weighed 7lbs 9ozs, and was 18 3/4 inches long. Her apgar was 9-10, and she was bright eyed from the get go.
Oh, and she looks so much like mommy, that daddy doesn't think he was involved in making her in any way.
Oh, and she looks so much like mommy, that daddy doesn't think he was involved in making her in any way.
Wove..... Twooooo wove.....
As I watch mom and baby bond in one of the few moments when they're both awake and feeling OK, I feel sort of like I'm watching some private event that I wasn't invited to. It feels almost voyeuristic to watch two people fall so madly in love with each other. And me? I love the fact that I can watch it from my corner, where I'm eagerly waiting for my chance to hold her again.
Just had her first poo...
And was not expecting how black it would be. I'm talking darker than the heart of Ebeneazer Scrooge before those stupid ghosts "redeemed" him.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Recap of the day...
I 've got to get some sleep, so this will be necessarily short. Ada's here and she beautiful. She's the most bright eyed and beautiful baby girl anyone's ever had. And I don't care if I'm being a bit biased.
I was hoping I'd feel well enough to post her vitals and pictures online; however, I'm beat and going to try to catch a few zzzzz's before the next feeding.
Oh, I probably should have mentioned that she had her first good feeding at 9. She's moving right along. Not long now before she is a teenager hating me for not letting her get her belly button pierced.
I was hoping I'd feel well enough to post her vitals and pictures online; however, I'm beat and going to try to catch a few zzzzz's before the next feeding.
Oh, I probably should have mentioned that she had her first good feeding at 9. She's moving right along. Not long now before she is a teenager hating me for not letting her get her belly button pierced.
Ok, so Dr. Street just came by...
And they put her back on the minimum of the Pitocin. She's still at 3cm and 90%.
The doctor said that they are a bit concerned about the baby, but not too much. They are a bit worried about the fact that occasionally the baby's heart rate dips when Stephanie has a contraction. She said that if that were happening on every contraction then we'd have to perform a C-section.
So keep us in your thoughts. Everything is fine right now, but Daddy has almost broken down a couple of times from stress.
The doctor said that they are a bit concerned about the baby, but not too much. They are a bit worried about the fact that occasionally the baby's heart rate dips when Stephanie has a contraction. She said that if that were happening on every contraction then we'd have to perform a C-section.
So keep us in your thoughts. Everything is fine right now, but Daddy has almost broken down a couple of times from stress.
Time for a breath...
Stephanie is asleep on the bed and dialating, and her dad is asleep on the cot and snoring. Her mom is watching the Game Show Network, and I'm sitting in the chair.
Oh and they still haven't put her back on the petocin. I don't know if I told you that they took her off it or not, but they did around the time the doctor came in to do the second exam. They haven't put her back on it because they are a little nervous about the baby's heart rate whenever she has a contraction. So the doctor is on her way back over here to check the monitor, to see if they should put her back on.
Oh and they still haven't put her back on the petocin. I don't know if I told you that they took her off it or not, but they did around the time the doctor came in to do the second exam. They haven't put her back on it because they are a little nervous about the baby's heart rate whenever she has a contraction. So the doctor is on her way back over here to check the monitor, to see if they should put her back on.
Dr. Street just came back in...
Stephanie is now at 3cms and 90% effaced. They just put an internal contraction monitor inside to help monitor the baby's reaction to the Pitocin. Apparently, the baby doesn't like Steph to lay on her right side (heart rate dips a bit on that side), so we might have to flip Steph back over to her left side (heart rate is fine there). The only problem is that she'll have her back to her parents and me so it'll be harder to talk. That's not a bad thing as she needs to rest up for the birth.
The grandparents are here!
The not-yet-born Baby Ada's grandparents have arrived to offer their support. Stephanie is extremely happy right now.
And the 0-1 pitch...
Looks like it was knocked out of the park. The second epidural went waaaaayyyyyy better than the first, and I think I may have even seen a smile on Stephanie just now.
They're going to have to redo the epidural...
Because they apparently missed the first time. It's killing me to see how much pain she's in when she is supposed to be virtually pain free.
Stop, needle time...
She just had the epidural put in, but like everything else in this pregnancy, there are some complications. Steph is completely numb on her left side, but not anything on her right.
And the contractions are coming harder...
Since they broke her water, the contractions are hitting her harder and harder. She says it feels like a kidney stone, hitting her especially in the back. She's got to breath through them for now, until they give her the epidural at 9am.
Update on things...
The nurse just came in and said that they are going to start Stephanie on Pitocin at 9am this morning. So she and Stephanie agreed that Stephanie will get her Epidural started shortly before that.
Dr. Street just came in for the first time.
Dr. Street just came in and broke Stephanie's water at 7:30am. She says that was the weirdest sensation. She said she feels like she's leaking uncontrollably.
As for me, I didn't sleep that well last night. I kept having funny hospital nightmares. One of those dreams was that I had somehow managed to sleep through the hustle and bustle of my baby being born. So, I woke up, and there Ada was... Imagine my suprise!
I know I'm a heavy sleeper, but not that heavy.
Oh, and they didn't have to come give her any insulin last night. Her blood sugar was 96 when they checked it again.
As for me, I didn't sleep that well last night. I kept having funny hospital nightmares. One of those dreams was that I had somehow managed to sleep through the hustle and bustle of my baby being born. So, I woke up, and there Ada was... Imagine my suprise!
I know I'm a heavy sleeper, but not that heavy.
Oh, and they didn't have to come give her any insulin last night. Her blood sugar was 96 when they checked it again.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Ok, it's bed time...
The nurse has given Stephanie Ambien to help her sleep through the dilation. So, while she's nodding off, I'm taking a few minutes to recap the day.
First of all, I had to end the Facebook/Blogger crossover, because it was getting everything out of order and confusing more people than it was helping to inform. So, I'll stick with Blogger for now, because it creates a more permanent record. One benefit to anyone who was reading on there is the fact you won't get multiple posts from me anymore, and the other one is, if you really didn't care that much to know the every minutia, you can now check it at your leisure, instead of having it slammed in your face every time I post something.
The night started with us heading to the hospital shortly after 8 o'clock pm, because the hospital called us and finally told us that a bed was open. I say "finally" like we were waitng forever, when in reality it was only 2 hours. But those two hours sure did drag out.
We got here and got checked in and everything was fine - except for the fact that when they went to take Stephanie's blood sugar it was at 148. This is extremely high for the fact that it had been 4 hours since the last time she ate. For those of you who are wondering, for it to be considered good, it should be under 120 two hours after you eat. So as you can see, she had twice as long to get it down, but couldn't. And when they checked it again 20 minutes later, it was still at 144. They say it could just be stress, but if it's 150 or over when they come in to check her at 2am, then they are going to have to give her an insulin shot to bring it back down.
They started her on Cytotec at 9:45pm to get the contractions going to help her dialate. They also gave her Ambien then, because they wanted to let her dialate as she slept. She'll be taking a half dose Cytotec every 4 hours, until her contractions are every 5 minutes apart (sometime tomorrow) or she has taken 4 half doses. If she hasn't dialated after that, they are going to have to put her on Pitocin. (Note to self, do not ever again look up the medication your wife is taking to help her give birth. It only causes you to worry even more.) (Second note to self, thank you Wikipedia for balancing my viewpoint. Still shouldn't have looked it up to begin with.)
I'm about to call it a night, but before I go, a picture for you:
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"Damn hospital, keeping me waiting..."
I was going to upload more, but the hospital, Flickr, and Blogger have all conspired against me.
First of all, I had to end the Facebook/Blogger crossover, because it was getting everything out of order and confusing more people than it was helping to inform. So, I'll stick with Blogger for now, because it creates a more permanent record. One benefit to anyone who was reading on there is the fact you won't get multiple posts from me anymore, and the other one is, if you really didn't care that much to know the every minutia, you can now check it at your leisure, instead of having it slammed in your face every time I post something.
The night started with us heading to the hospital shortly after 8 o'clock pm, because the hospital called us and finally told us that a bed was open. I say "finally" like we were waitng forever, when in reality it was only 2 hours. But those two hours sure did drag out.
We got here and got checked in and everything was fine - except for the fact that when they went to take Stephanie's blood sugar it was at 148. This is extremely high for the fact that it had been 4 hours since the last time she ate. For those of you who are wondering, for it to be considered good, it should be under 120 two hours after you eat. So as you can see, she had twice as long to get it down, but couldn't. And when they checked it again 20 minutes later, it was still at 144. They say it could just be stress, but if it's 150 or over when they come in to check her at 2am, then they are going to have to give her an insulin shot to bring it back down.
They started her on Cytotec at 9:45pm to get the contractions going to help her dialate. They also gave her Ambien then, because they wanted to let her dialate as she slept. She'll be taking a half dose Cytotec every 4 hours, until her contractions are every 5 minutes apart (sometime tomorrow) or she has taken 4 half doses. If she hasn't dialated after that, they are going to have to put her on Pitocin. (Note to self, do not ever again look up the medication your wife is taking to help her give birth. It only causes you to worry even more.) (Second note to self, thank you Wikipedia for balancing my viewpoint. Still shouldn't have looked it up to begin with.)
I'm about to call it a night, but before I go, a picture for you:
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"Damn hospital, keeping me waiting..."
I was going to upload more, but the hospital, Flickr, and Blogger have all conspired against me.
At 9:45 they gave her the induction medication...
called Cytotec. They'll keep giving her it once every 4 hours until her contractions are 5 minutes apart or until they give her a maximum of 4 half-doses. If she's still not ready at that point, they will switch to Pitocin. So the rollercoaster ride has begun.
The hospital is full of liars...
There wasn't any room 30 minutes ago, but now there is? Sounds like someone just wanted to finish their dinner.
Oh, and we're headed to the hospital. It has begun!
Oh, and we're headed to the hospital. It has begun!
Still no room at the hospital...
Sigh. Pregant women need to hurry the heck up. Still no room at the hospital and there's one women ahead of us on the induction list. It might be after midnight before we get a chance to go to the hospital.
Ok, so our baby is sort of like Jesus...
No room for her (at the hospital) right now. We're calling back at 7:30 to see if some of those slowpokes have pushed their babies out. Maybe someone needs to get a plunger in there.
Eating our last meal...
Before our little twosome becomes a threesome. And did we pick the perfect place to do it.
If you find yourself in Kennesaw and dig sushi, you've got to try Sushi Bites off Barrett near the AMC theater. Good sushi for a good price.
I promise this isn't an advertisement. Just thought you'd like to know.
If you find yourself in Kennesaw and dig sushi, you've got to try Sushi Bites off Barrett near the AMC theater. Good sushi for a good price.
I promise this isn't an advertisement. Just thought you'd like to know.
Introductions are in order...
So. Yeah.
I'm about to be a father. Scary thought.
But the more I got to thinking about it, the more I began to realize that this is going to be a fun journey. A journey that thousands of people have gone on before me, but a completely new trek for me. So as I'm traveling down this well-worn road, I've decided that I might want to take a few notes about the trip.
So the purpose of this blog isn't really to entertain you with the stories of child birth and fatherhood. It's to help me gather notes for myself and to collect all my memories in one place, so I (and hopefully my kids) know where to go for reference in the future. However, if anyone reading this gets any enjoyment out of this blog, then that is a bonus.
So here's to the Journey! For me, it's about to begin in an hour and a half.
And yes, before you ask, I will be live blogging my baby's birth, as much as Stephanie will allow. I wouldn't be happy any other way. So you can watch this space for an update.
For those of you viewing on Facebook, this is actually hosted on Blogger and being imported into Facebook. Blogger address is: http://mylifewithada.blogspot.com
I'm about to be a father. Scary thought.
But the more I got to thinking about it, the more I began to realize that this is going to be a fun journey. A journey that thousands of people have gone on before me, but a completely new trek for me. So as I'm traveling down this well-worn road, I've decided that I might want to take a few notes about the trip.
So the purpose of this blog isn't really to entertain you with the stories of child birth and fatherhood. It's to help me gather notes for myself and to collect all my memories in one place, so I (and hopefully my kids) know where to go for reference in the future. However, if anyone reading this gets any enjoyment out of this blog, then that is a bonus.
So here's to the Journey! For me, it's about to begin in an hour and a half.
And yes, before you ask, I will be live blogging my baby's birth, as much as Stephanie will allow. I wouldn't be happy any other way. So you can watch this space for an update.
For those of you viewing on Facebook, this is actually hosted on Blogger and being imported into Facebook. Blogger address is: http://mylifewithada.blogspot.com
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