Some thoughts from the hospital…

So we’re almost ready to be discharged – just waiting to see how my last few feedings go and if my milk comes in before we head home.  The past 4 days have gone by in an absolute BLUR.  I can’t believe we walked into the hospital on Thursday around 7:30PM and are just now getting to leave.  Of course, we didn’t plan on having a c-section after 18 hours but life rarely works out how we expect it to, right?

I’m up and moving about here in my room.  Ben ‘kidnapped’ me yesterday and took me downstairs to the cafeteria for lunch.  That got me out of my room for a bit, let me take some time away from the baby (they kept her in the nursery for the 45 minutes we were gone), and allowed me to just be a normal person again.  I tell you, that husband of mine has some good ideas sometimes 🙂

My incision doesn’t look too bad – or so people say.  I guess I have 12 staples holding everything in and right now they don’t hurt too badly.  The staff is doing an *awesome* job of pain management.  I have a whiteboard in my room with their phone numbers on it and they make sure to put what time I had my last pain medicine and when I’m due for it again so I don’t go nuts.  It’s funny how one staff person can make or break your stay.  There are several people who will be receiving ‘Bravos’ for the level of care that they’ve provided me.

Ok, Ben is back from Wendy’s and it’s close to Mallory’s 3PM feeding time.  Back to being a mom 🙂