The OBGYN on call (not my doc) came in to check my stomach and she said it was distended... so they were going to call in gas-x and a suppository to help me go to the bathroom. I was convincing myself that she meant an oral suppository because I was NOT getting it via the other end. A bit later my nurse came in and told me I couldn't leave until I went to the bathroom and that it was not an oral suppository... and I lost it. Tripp was holding Davis and I was so upset in my bed. The thought of not going home and staying in the hospital on Thanksgiving PLUS the idea of the suppository made me so emotional. Tripp put Davis down and hugged and consoled me... and then went to the nurse's station to tell her I wasn't comfortable with the suppository. I remember hearing the nurse in the hallway say "oh my gosh, I'm so sorry to have upset her." I think it was all of the other hands/objects up in my business and how violated you sometimes feel... the thought of putting something else up there was too much for me to handle. PLUS - nothing is supposed to go in that hole... only out!
As the day progressed and I didn't go, I wanted to stop taking my pain meds because those were likely part of the problem. Then I was hurting and upset about that. My sweet nurse/lactation consultant (birthing class teacher), Kathy, came in and I told her that when she asked if I wanted my meds and I started crying again... my other nurse came in and she and Tripp were giving me a pep talk to do it. I finally did it - and went to the bathroom shortly after so all was well in the end, but it was not fun. I remember Tripp walking out of the room and giving the nurse's station two thumbs up once I finally went haha! Crazy how excited you get about poop when you have a baby. Once again, Tripp was amazing and completely comforted me when I was upset. I remember standing up, crying with my face in his chest... so upset but so grateful for him.
Daddy's little burrito
Aunt KK, Mary John and Jackie came to visit :)
Pure. Exhausted. Bliss.
My view during skin-to-skin cuddles.
I see youuuu. At this point, we had run out of clean outfits for him! Here he is in his diaper rolled up in a blanket! I clearly didn't pack long enough for 3 full days in the hospital... good learning for next time :)
Kathy - cannot put into words how much I appreciate her support and help in the hospital.
Yes, I took pics of the colostrum I pumped. I was so proud of this amount and got excited to show Kathy my results!
It was TIME TO GO HOME! :) Davis is wearing the same gown that Tripp did 30 years ago when he went home from the hospital. Grayson Bettis also wore it. He was not a happy camper... I think he wanted to be in his own house too at this point.
First time in the carseat!
I came wheeling into the hospital pregnant with amniotic fluid leaking down my leg... and leaving in a hospital with our son. Amazing.
Here we go!!
He fell alseep in his carseat and we had a peaceful ride home. Tripp and I talked about how surreal it felt to be bringing our baby home. He is ours forever. I was so overwhelmed with JOY at this moment.
My parents were waiting at home - they had the fire going, candles lit and we had a clean house thanks to Jess Lais who cleaned our ENTIRE house when I was in the hospital. I had scheduled the cleaning lady for the following Monday and since he came early, she wanted our house to be in shape when we got home. How blessed are we??
We left him in his carseat for a while once we were home, but then changed him into another one of Daddy's old outfits. Our first night at home - my mom stayed with us and I don't remember much about it!
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