The first day in the hospital was honestly a blur... I know the Chaplain & FRO came to visit bringing a beautiful frame with 1 Samuel 1:27 on it. I almost fell due to pain getting out of bed to go the bathroom (they let me sleep rather than wake me up for my pain medication - I told them never let me sleep through that again)! I know I breastfed, slept, and ate but I don't remember much at all.
The second day our mini-church friends came to visit. Hunter welcomed them with a diaper change and almost peeing on them all standing in a row firehose style! My Centering Nurse Christine came to visit as well, she couldn't believe my crazy birth story.
Our last night was EXTREMELY hard, Hunter had high levels of jaundice and had to spend 12hrs under the bilirubin lights. We could only take him out every 3hrs to feed & change his diaper then straight back in he went. Poor guy was 24hrs old, alone, naked, and blindfolded- he screamed for almost the entire time he was in the light box. Quinn and I had to take turns holding his tiny hand and trying to soothe him with our voices/singing. I cried a lot because I felt so helpless.
The drive home was so painful for me. I held a pillow over my incision site with one hand trying my best to brace for any bumps and Hunter's hand in the other because he was scared of the car seat.
24hrs later we were back at the hospital for his jaundice check-up. His bilirubin levels were still high but not enough for the lights. We were given a vitamin supplement and told to get him plenty of indirect sunlight... Then our role as parents truly began with no nurses around! Thankfully our friends provided us with enough dinners that we didn't have to cook for nearly 2wks!
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