I mentioned in Scarlett's birth post that everything was really complicated after she was born. Here is some of the happenings.
The
morning she was born, we were supposed to get transferred to our
recovery room but the hospital (which is humongous) was completely full.
They took a small wing of labor rooms and moved us there. It was nice
and big so Miller had lots of running space. The funny thing is that we
had a security guard parked across from the room since the monitoring
anklets that the babies wear did not work on that floor. We joked that
she had her own personal body guard.
We took a small
nap and I finally got her to nurse and then I hopped in the shower and
got ready for visitors. Daddy and Bobbie came to visit and then mom
arrived with Miller.
I was sitting in the bed and Ben was in the chair next to
me. He saw Ben
and yelled, ”Daddy” and ran in his arms. As soon as he got to Ben, he saw me and
screamed, “Mommy” and jumped in the bed with me. He wrapped his arms around me and
snuggled in for a few minutes. We just soaked each other up because we had never
been apart that long before. Finally, we pointed out the baby. He started reaching for her
like he wanted to hold her. I held her and he immediately laid his head down on
her and snuggled. During the whole visit he constantly kissed her and snuggled
her. He is in LOVE!!! We tried to get him to say her name but he kept calling
her baby.
Daddy
and Bobbie left that morning to head back to Knoxville and Heather
came to visit us on her lunch break. We got moved to our real room that
afternoon. Our nurse was quite pushy getting us out of her section. She was trying to pack up our stuff for us and knocked everything out of Ben's wallet in the process.
The
next morning they told us that her bilirubin levels were a little high
and wanted to keep an eye on her. Of course I tried not to worry and we just
hung out that day. Mom and Miller spent most
of the afternoon and evening with us.
We
had a nice view of my doctor's office and the Christmas tree. Miller
had a vantage point to watch the helicopter and ambulances. He even saw a blimp (so random!).
The
next morning, we were supposed to be leaving but her bilirubin levels
went up so they wanted to put her on lights and keep her another day.
There was the possibility that they might discharge me and keep her there
but Ben and I vowed that we would not be leaving. They ended up letting us
stay an extra night so I could be there to nurse her.
The
doctor was concerned about her getting enough milk and kept insisting
that I supplement with formula but I knew my body and knew she was
getting enough. I ended up pumping and giving that to her after she
would eat. I just wanted to shut them up so they would leave us alone.
Plus I could prove to them that I had enough milk when I could show them
the bottles that I was outputting after she was having a full feeding.
She looked absolutely
pitiful in the eye masks but it was to protect her little eyes from the
harsh lights. She was a trooper and did so well. With these lights, they were just pads that she laid between so I could still hold her and nurse her, but it was just awkward. Our friend Lauren came to visit and could not hold the cuddly newborn like she expected.
The
worst part was that I was already upset at having to stay there another
night and hoping that my baby was okay but when Miller left that
evening, he started crying when he realized that we were not going with
them. That broke my heart and of course I started bawling. We got him
calmed down and him and mom left but I was determined to get home to him
the next day.
That
evening her levels had not improved so she had to go to the heavy duty
light bed. It was awful because with this we were not able to hold her
and she could not be swaddled. The poor girl just wanted to be held and
cuddled. She had gone from being snuggled inside of me for 9 months to
flat on her back and uncovered in days.
I stole her out and let her nap with me. I felt guilty the whole time but I just wanted my baby to be content.
The
next day was the bigger ordeal. 4AM they ran her blood test. 6AM the
results came back. 6:30AM Ben finally hunted someone down to tell the
results to us. 8AM the doctor came in and said that she had slightly
improved and we could go home, but he wanted to have us get a light bed
at home and check her out the next day. So we waited. Finally at 1PM a
case manager came to get our information from the nursery. 4PM the case
manager called us to say that they got our information and would start
looking for a bed. She said that there were two places that would work
with our insurance but one of them would probably be out this late in
the day.
ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?!?! We started this ordeal at the
beginning of the day so there is no reason we should have to stay there
because they just now got around to us. I know that it was not the case
managers fault and probably just bureaucratic crap that happened but
when it comes to my newborn babies health and wanting to get home to my
toddler baby, I was majorly angry and frustrated. We were not going to
stay there another night, even if it took sneaking out of there.
Fortunately,
she worked quick and within an hour, she came in at the same time the
medical supply company was calling us to arrange delivery. They told us
that they could get it to us at the hospital in a couple of hours but we
wanted out so Ben got them to deliver it to our house.
It was so nice to get her dressed and in her carseat and drive home.
When we got home, I leaped out of the car and ran into the house to see Miller.
Ben grabbed a few things and was right behind me. Miller was so excited
to see us until he noticed that it was just the two of us and started
asking for the baby with a very concerned look on his face. He was
relieved to see her and started introducing her to his cars.
My awesome friends put together this basket of goodies for us. It is so nice to have snacks and meals to come home to.
The
poor girl on the light bed. Thank goodness that she is easy going
because this could have been horrible. My mom was awesome and stayed up
with her that night so we could sleep, except when I had to feed the
baby.
The
next day we took her to the pediatrician and they checked her out. All
was good and the doctor was very pleased with her weight gain. They
finally told us that her bilirubin has gone to an 11 so we could take
her off the lights. I cried because I could finally just hold my baby
without the lights or feeling guilty that I took her off of the lights. I
went home, got in comfy clothes, nursed her and then let her nap on me
for 3 hours. It was heaven!
They checked her again two days later and she was down slightly which was good that she did not rebound. While we were in Knoxville for Christmas, we checked her out a few times and her numbers when drastically down. Although we knew that she would be fine, it was still comforting to see her improve.