Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Part 5 - Labor Day - January 12, 2008
When they were done with me in the O.R., they brought me to a recovery room to wait for Larry and the baby to come visit. I have little memory of how long I waited, but when they came in, they asked if I wanted to hold her. My hands were still shaking uncontrollably and I said I was afraid I’d drop her, but the nurse laid her on a pillow on my lap and I got to hold her for the first time. My memory from this point is fuzzy. The nurse asked if I wanted to try and feed her, which I did. I don’t recall how successful it was, but they say you should breastfeed within the first hour of their birth. We stayed in the room for a while longer, and Larry went to the car to get the rest of our bags. A while later, the nursery came and took Alice and they wheeled me to our room to meet Larry. They brought Alice back to us in the room where she roomed with us the majority of the time. The room was super small…only enough room for the hospital bed and a single recliner chair. They wheeled in a fold out cot for Larry to sleep on which was reportedly uncomfortable and took up the remainder of the room. Definitely not the most luxurious accommodations, but at least it was a private room. After 3 days in the hospital and I was able to get around and take care of myself, we were discharged and brought little Alice home.