~I had the choice to stay in the hospital thru to Monday or come home Sunday night...
~Since you see I'm posting a blog at 12:05am on Monday, I obviously came home on Sunday and am completely kicking myself...I should have stayed the extra night.
~Physically, I'm sure there is no significant difference in how I would feel had I stayed the extra day, but I am having a hard time sleeping comfortably tonight. I can only sleep on my back right now and w/o that fancy hospital bed that reclines etc...I cannot get out of bed on my own so O has to help me up - I basically have NO abdominal muscles at this time. It also just would have been nice to have the extra night's rest.
~At the hospital, they also take the baby to the nursery for a couple hours so moms can get some quality sleep...so far tonight, I have gotten maybe 1 hour of quality sleep. I know it's an adjustment and I'll get there. It's a HUGE challenge.
~I chose to come home because it would get me up and active sooner and the key to less swelling is getting up and about. I did not know that I would end up MORE swollen after all this than I was going in, but they pumped me full of fluids. The shoes I wore to the hospital on Friday (which are SLIP ONS), I could not put on to leave the hospital. I had to wear my slippers home!
~I also had many wonderful nurses, but one especially went the EXTRA mile for me - many miles actually. I wish I could have brought her home with me. She gave me a huge hug when we left. So sweet.
~The food was really good too...this hospital actually has a reputation for really good food and it is VERY true. I even had Red Velvet Cake for dessert one day. Yum!
~Advice to you when it's your turn - STAY AS LONG AS YOU CAN @ THE HOSPITAL.
~A little recap on why I ended up with an Emergency C-Section...my doc broke my water at 8:20am and started the Pitocin. I was already just shy of 2 cm dialated at that time. Four hours later, I was still only @ 2 cm and then they discovered that Ethan had a BM in the womb...which means he was under stress. From there, his heart beat was irregular - up and down - while I had contractions and within 30 minutes from the doctor announcing we were doing a C-Section, Ethan was born. It was lightning speed fast, it freaked me out, the medical staff was all wonderful but I was still drowning in tears. A C-Section was the ONE thing I really didn't want and after such an uneventful, smooth pregnancy - who would have thought this would be the outcome?!
~In the end though, all that matters is that I have a HEALTHY baby...and I do.
~Well, he's calling me....it's time for him to eat.