Wednesday, November 1, 2006 - More of the birth story...
So as you read previously, my first child (my son) was born the day before Halloween.
No longer something observed in this household, but that's a tale for another time....
That October 31, I was trying to get some rest. The crazy hospital I was in not only wouldn't let my dh stay with me to help with the baby and field the phone calls of well-wishers, but I had no option but to keep the baby in the room with me and I alone was responsible for getting him back and forth to the nursery at the whim of the staff.
Remember, I had just given birth for the first time, which was slightly traumatic for me. I still felt woozy from the drugs and at this point I hadn't slept in about 72+ hours.
I had just dozed off when my Dr. and his nurses and a covey of student drop in to visit. I thought that I was either dreaming or once again under the influence because the spectacle before me blew my mind...
There at the foot of my bed stood ...I'm not kidding here...Captain Hook, Peter Pan, Tinkerbell, and an assorted lot of other characters holding charts and Dr. Hook is asking about my bleeding and bathroom habits.
Welcome to motherhood?!
The other highlight of my hospital stay would be a toss-up between dropping my baby because the nurse took off with the bassinet and I dozed off with him on my chest...his head lodged between the rail and the mattress sparing him a drop to the floor...and the nurses hovering over me, suspicious that I wasn't bonding or coping well- asking questions that had me scared that DHS would be waiting for me at home if I wasn't careful.
I don't know why I wasn't cheery and giggly (or whatever they expected) after days without sleep and a rough labor...sheesh, sorry 'bout that.
Any first timer, or young lady dreaming of motherhood someday, let me tell you this...
My first birth was a really out-there kind of experience, most births (nearly all) go much, much smoother than this story or any of the crazy stories you see on TV...I tell you this confidently having given birth quite easily a few times since then.
If it takes a few hours or days even to bond with your baby, it's not the end of the world (and don't let anyone tell you differently). You have your whole lives to be snugly when you are a bit more rested and less sore.
Plus, it's a right of passage to tell your horror stories to the newbies to scare 'em a bit.
Okay, enough of the venting about something that happened 9 years ago...
Off to see if there's any birthday cake left!
Comments
Saturday, November 4, 2006 - Untitled Comment
Posted by weareqf
Too funny!!! That was my giggle for the week!! I do so love your good natured humor!! You are just such a blessing to me!! :-) Again, thanks for sharing!! Love ya! Kris
