It wasn't exactly what we had in our minds for labor and delivery, but here he was. All 8lbs and 1 ounce. We stayed in the hospital for 3 nights and the nurses were so amazing. Some of the things I remember the most from our hospital stay:
- The amazing nurses
- The first night with Jake when I probably slept 5 min because I stared at him and listened to all of his squeaks and grunts to be sure he was still breathing
- Looking at Brian across the room at the end of the second day and never seeing him look that tired - in a trance almost
- The toasted plain bagels and perfectly crushed ice cubes they would fill your bottle with
- My first shower and looking down at my incision.
- Waking Jake up just to hold him since it felt like I only got to when I was feeding
- Squeezing my engorged breasts to get the tiniest bit of colostrum onto a spoon for Jake, subsequently meeting our lactation specialist Doris, who changed our first month
- Going home, the ride out of the hospital with a little person in my arms
The first week is kind of a blur. I know we snuggled and watched him sleep. I spent almost all day either feeding or pumping which happened every two or three hours and took over an hour to complete. I ate a lot and people were incredibly generous with us. We gave Jake a sponge bath every other day, I dressed him up and we all just tried to get to know each other. I sent my Mom shopping for more newborn size clothes because I didn't like everything swimming on him. His weight got as low at 7lbs and 5 oz, so with Doris' help and a true dedication to breast feeding I made it my only mission to fatten this boy up. Some shots below of that first week.
- The amazing nurses
- The first night with Jake when I probably slept 5 min because I stared at him and listened to all of his squeaks and grunts to be sure he was still breathing
- Looking at Brian across the room at the end of the second day and never seeing him look that tired - in a trance almost
- The toasted plain bagels and perfectly crushed ice cubes they would fill your bottle with
- My first shower and looking down at my incision.
- Waking Jake up just to hold him since it felt like I only got to when I was feeding
- Squeezing my engorged breasts to get the tiniest bit of colostrum onto a spoon for Jake, subsequently meeting our lactation specialist Doris, who changed our first month
- Going home, the ride out of the hospital with a little person in my arms
The first week is kind of a blur. I know we snuggled and watched him sleep. I spent almost all day either feeding or pumping which happened every two or three hours and took over an hour to complete. I ate a lot and people were incredibly generous with us. We gave Jake a sponge bath every other day, I dressed him up and we all just tried to get to know each other. I sent my Mom shopping for more newborn size clothes because I didn't like everything swimming on him. His weight got as low at 7lbs and 5 oz, so with Doris' help and a true dedication to breast feeding I made it my only mission to fatten this boy up. Some shots below of that first week.
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