Well everyone now you don't have to hear me talk about being pregnant anymore. Yeah! Now I will probably be talking about baby stuff. Oh well. Cameron did a good job getting a post on the blog and taking pictures. I don't have any pictures of me at the hospital with Emma, so I wanted to make sure I had pictures this time around. The nurses at the hospital were great though, because they encouraged Cam to take a lot of pictures during the C-Section. I am still recovering, and it makes me squeamish to look at my incision, but it looks good.
I have to talk a little of how my C-Section went. I slept amazingly well the night before. I think it was because I knew that there was an end in sight. I didn't really get nervous until they told me to put the hospital gown on. When I got in the operating room, I was even more nervous. They got me in place to give me the spinal, and she couldn't get it in my spine. She kept getting it off to the side. After what seemed like an hour, she had someone else come in and give it to me. He got it on the first try. I now have a really good bruise on my back. Well, my doctor was amazing. She was talking to me, and just so ubeat the whole time. I got really nauseated when they were sewing me up, and I told the anatesiologist about it. Now this my sound gross, but I think it is interesting. She said that when they are sewing up your fatty tissue layer, it makes you sick. She kept peeking over the sheet, and as soon as she said they were done with that part, I was no longer felt nauseated. I think that is pretty cool. Anyways, things went well and that is all I could have asked for.
Tuesday was the magical day of my release from the hospital. I was about ready to go completely mad. You can only take so much of a hospital bed and food. I will admit though that it is nice having someone wait on you. I wanted to go home on Monday, but Brooks had a high bilirubin level, and he had lost 11 ounces in the hospital. We had to supplement him a few times, but my milk came in on Monday morning, so he ate like there was no tomorrow. On Tuesday his bilirubin was lower, and he had gained 3 ounces in one day. This baby loves to eat. It is a blessing and a curse at the same time. I am glad though that he is such a great nurser.
So the nurse came in Tuesday morning and asked me how long it would take for me to have my things together. I was a little taken back, but then she said how the weather was so horrible and they wanted all of their new moms to get home before the weather got worse. I was thinking to myself "I am sure the weather can't be that bad". Then I looked out the window. There was already about 3 inches of snow on the ground. Now you have to understand Missouri. They stink at shoveling and plowing the roads. I guess they just don't have the man power or something. By the time we left the hospital, we could barely get out of the parking lot. It then took us over an hour to get home. There were cars all over the sides of the roadways. I told Cameron that I was glad we had a bigger car. Our Grand Am that we had would have never gotten us home. I am glad that we made it safe though, and I was able to make it up our steps to our house. Today there is hardly any snow on the ground. That's Missouri weather for ya.
Emma is doing okay. She pretty much just ignores the baby. She is acting out though. She is taking full advantage of the fact that I can't force her to do things. She just goes limp, and I have to have Cameron come to the rescue. It is going to take some adjusting, but it will turn out alright in the end.
So I also think it is interesting that the majority of people that voted on my poll like the Samoan girl scout cookies. I personally like the Do-Si-Does the best.
