Well I can't believe it has been 4 weeks today. Time is flying by.
I thought I would post the last of the events at the hospital while Evan is taking a nap.
After Chris left to get the kids and go home I got settled in for a long night. Not because the baby was going to be awake, but because the nurse shift changes at 11pm and who knows when she'll be in.
Luckily most newborns sleep a lot that first day so I got as comfy as I could on the terrible thing called a bed and tried to fall asleep. Unfortunately my room was right at the entrance of the post partum floor. That means everytime someone would come through the doors you would hear either a loud bang as the doors slammed closed or the hum of the automatic door opener. Even with my door closed I could hear entire conversations.
Great! It's going to be a long night. Whrrrr.... Slam! With all the noise I couldn't fall asleep but the baby was sleeping just fine. Finally around 11:45 I fall asleep. About 30 minutes later guess who shows up... my new nurse. She's come to take my temperature and blood pressure and check the baby's vitals. What... you're going to wake my sleeping baby?!?!?!??? UGH! When she's finished, she offers to "make a deal". She is supposed to come in and check the baby every 2 hours, but since it's night, she'll hold off until the end of her shift to check on us. DEAL! Now that the baby is awake, time to feed him.
Whrrrr....Slam! I think I heard that sound 100 times. Around 6am Evan wakes up and though I'm tired, I feel pretty good. I feed him and the nurse comes in to check on us before she leaves. The funny part is she asks me when he fed last and I tell her after she left us last night. Well the look of horror on her face was priceless. You mean you haven't fed him all night. Nope, I don't wake sleeping babies to feed them, and yep he slept for 5 hours straight. Needless to say I was glad to see her go.
My new nurse comes in around 8am and believe it our not I recognize her from when I delivered Ethan and she recognized me too. Luckily we liked each other
. i explained that I want to check out today if possible and she is already aware and made all the calls necessary. The rest of the day is a whirlwind of activity. Between the circumcision, and the gyno, the lactation lady and the pediatrician my door opens every 20-30 minutes. I'm not joking, we timed it. The last person to show up was the hospital photographer. Evan managed to scratch his face just in time for that. Oh well.
Finally around 2:30 everything is finished and we are released to go home! I am so gald I came home a day early. No more whrrrr...bang, and I finally get to sleep as Chris is taking the first night. Woo Hoo!
Well folks, that's it. It's now 4 weeks later and Evan is a good baby. Not fussy and though his sleep schedule is a bit off, I can handle that. I want to thank everyone again for the well wishes and words of support. It has meant a lot to me and I really felt the encouragement.
