Our Hospital Stay

We thoroughly enjoyed our time in the hospital. Even though I was dealing with uncomfortable recovery pain and all that very unglamorous stuff, I still loved all the quiet bonding time with Davis. Ben stayed with me the whole time and the boys enjoyed being spoiled by grandparents.

 Will and Kate came to visit on Saturday night and we had fun talking with them (we rarely see them without all the little ones running around/fighting and requiring parental attention). Then on Sunday morning my mom brought the boys back to visit their new brother. They were just as excited as they were the night before.

 Our first night in the hospital we sent Davis to the nursery so we could get some sleep and asked that they bring him back when he needed to eat. Well, as hard as I tried I hardly slept a wink all night. Every time I'd fall asleep, I'd quickly jerk awake within minutes. I think I still had so much adrenaline in my system from our crazy delivery day. My nap on Sunday went much the same way, so by Sunday night, going on almost no sleep for two days and all the pain of recovery I started to feel very sick, dizzy, nauseated and just all around terrible. The nurses suggested I take a phenergan (an anti-nausea pill that also makes you very sleepy) and that we send Davis to the nursery for the night. They said they would still bring him to me to eat, but not very often and asked permission to give him a bottle if he couldn't give me at least a three hour stretch of sleep. I quickly agreed to that, since I knew I really needed the sleep at that point and I wanted to be a little more well-rested to go home. I sent Davis off and quickly fell asleep. I guess he got fussy kind of quick, so they gave him one small bottle, and then brought him to me to nurse a little later, giving me a nice 5 hour stretch of sleep, which was heavenly! I guess while they had him, he had a de-sat spell and turned a little blue, but quickly brought his oxygen back up with them picking him up and moving him. I was a little scared when I heard that, and nervous that it would happen again. Since it didn't, they decided it was an isolated incident, he may have spit up some amniotic fluid that got caught or something. I was grateful that the nurses were watching him when that happened!

 I think this picture best highlights that Davis got my hair color! Every nurse asked if all our kids were redheads- and we told them just this one!

 In the past I've been ready to go home the second they will let me. This time we decided to just stay as long as possible and enjoy the quiet time with just Davis. The hospital food was actually really pretty good, and since they kept telling me "order as much food as you want" I always ordered a lot of stuff and Ben and I just split every meal. But after we had lunch on Monday it really was time to go home. It was nice to not feel rushed to get home, and not have to stay any longer than we wanted. We were ready to get home to the other two boys and sleep in our own bed!

Even though we've done this before, a new baby continues to be the most beautiful, special, miraculous experience we've ever had. Ben and I both love holding babies- so we basically just took turns holding him the whole time. We had wonderful doctors and nurses the whole time. I felt like the whole hospital staff was just there to help us, make us more comfortable, and otherwise let us be on our own and just be with our new little son. Those two days together in the hospital were sweet and quiet and just perfect.