Immediately after he was born I was so focused on him and watching what they were doing with him that I really wasn't paying attention to what was going on with me. It was very surreal. All I cared about was what was going with Cooper. I guess that's why you never really see what's going on with the mom... it immediately starts all being about the baby! There were lots of people doing something at once. Cleaning up, sewing me up, checking on Cooper, taking pictures/video, taking out all my lines and goodness knows what else. One of the things I remember was the blood pressure cuff that had been monitoring me all day (which had been high) went off not long after I delivered. It tightened up but it never loosened. I asked about it and no one really paid attention until I got someone to look at my arm which was turning purple from lack of circulation... that got them to take the thing off!
I had some medicine to take and got to drink some water, which was about the best thing ever! I didn't realize how thirsty I was. My nurse had gotten me some medicine to help with the nausea and reflux I had during delivery. The thing was it was this awful tasting liquid stuff that I initially spilled all over me because I was shaking so uncontrollably and then threw up what I actually did drink. I opted to hold off on the stuff and ended up being fine. The shaking had been going on since before delivery... a side effect of the epidural. It magically stopped about an hour after I delivered.
Because Erin (my nurse) had come in early to cover the end of my first nurse's shift, she was my nurse until 11 that night. She was totally a God send. Amazing! She knew what she was doing and gave us amazing care. She talked me through everything and told me exactly what to expect. I had complete confidence in her during my crazy delivery and was so thankful that she was there with us afterwards. She helped me through walking the first time and going to the bathroom and taking my "jacuzzi" and the heat lamp. She helped me with my first nursing experience, which was a big success. I never felt like I was in her way or just part of her job. She made us feel like we were the only people ever to have a baby. She even came back by the next day, her day off, to check on me and Cooper. I remember calling mom one night just to tell her that we specifically needed to be praying for the nurse that I would get when I was in the hospital. Erin was the answer to that prayer.
The rest of the nurses we had when we were there were good too. I am so grateful for the care that we received overall. The only bad nurse we had was the one I had on the day we left. She was really nice and all but she was a little crazy. She came in one time asking me how my baby girl was doing and calling me someone else. She also told us about how she had been driving the wrong way down a one way street for several years and didn't know it. We weren't too impressed.
We came home on Saturday afternoon and I was blessed to have my mom stay with us a week and then Zach's mom came and stayed with us a week. We had several people bring us food and the mom's made a bunch of stuff and froze it for us. They cleaned for us and went grocery shopping. I know how blessed I am to have them! I was able to just recover and spend time with my little guy. It took about those two weeks before I felt back to normal. I was waddling around like I'd been on a horse for most of that time!
I had my six week check up last week and everything was just fine. I had even lost a pound from when I started my pregnancy. That's great and all, but I'm still trying to figure out why my clothes still don't fit.
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