I was in the hospital for a total of 7 days. I went in on 12/26/12 and was released on 1/1/13. (aka i was admitted LAST YEAR and just got out!) Thats a lot of time to be stuck on the 5th floor of a hospital. I wasn't allowed to leave the floor, even to go to the cafeteria! So needless to say I woke up at 5 am ready to rock and roll!!
The most annoying part of our day was the fact that we couldn't leave until Miles was circumcised. Miles was born on FRIDAY. Its TUESDAY. Why are we doing this TODAY? We had Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and Monday to get it done! UGH! So we didn't get discharged until 11:00 and we were discharged with a very unhappy baby who is going to rupture vocal cord when we change his diaper. Oh well- I was going home no matter what they did to that baby today!
We got home, and introduced the cats to Miles. This was a *highly* anticipated moment for Matt and myself! I put the carseat on the floor and held my breath. I waited and waited- but none of them cared. Truthfully- they wanted to see me and Matt- eat their fancy feast cans, and have their head scratched. Then they scurried off and did their own thing. They come up and watch him, or sniff the top of his head, but then walk away. Baby cat gets anxious and upset when Miles cries and he begins to pace. Tonight Deuce is laying on Matts legs and Miles is laying on Matts chest. We don't even think Deuce knows Miles is there. (Deuce is a tough read). Scully comes into the room, looks, and then leaves and hides in the closet. Skeeter is the bravest and sniffs him, but then just runs off. So- there you have it. It might be O.K. in our house after all!
Our first day home with Miles was uneventful. We did a lot of laundry (everything that was in the hospital needed to be boiled- just had to make sure no germs came home with us) and Matt went to the pharmacy to get my much needed pain pills, and then to Target to pick up a few odds and ends of stuff we needed. We folded laundry, tended to Miles every need, watched football bowl games, had dinner, and now we are waiting for Miles 10:00 feeding so we can all go to bed. (fingers crossed it goes well!)
Miles seems to enjoy our house so far. He looks around his room a lot- and his favorite thing is his swing! Seriously- this boy LOVES this swing and I'm so happy we have it! You almost forget we have a baby when hes in it! Hes quiet- sometimes asleep, and sometimes wide awake just looking around, chewing on his hands. This is the swing http://www.fisher-price.com/en_US/products/45667 if you are looking for an awesome baby gift for someone. Because this swing ROCKS! (pun intended- no sleep and percocet make me *think* I'm really funny)
I am still sore beyond words. I keep telling myself it was surgery, but, holy guacamole! Night is the worst time for me. I do great in mornings, alright in afternoon, and night is just a lost cause. All in all morale is high in the Shearer house, the only thing we are anxious about is my milk coming in. It still hasn't so I got one of these awesome devices http://www.momandbabyshop.com/medela-starter-sns-80ml-collection-container-sterile-0097003s.html?utm_source=googlepepla&utm_medium=adwords&id=24706946984&utm_content=pla to trick him into continuing to feed. Matt has been in charge of holding it while I feed, and tonight, he got me a ball cap to clip it to so he doesn't have to sit there and hold it. Its pretty funny- and pretty effective, but using this device, feeding Miles is at least a 30 minute event and overly complicated. When he eats every 2 hours to 90 minutes and it takes 30 minutes to feed him, not counting set up or clean up time, well, it really sucks. But, we are plunging on ahead!
So Miles- cats- and Matt- congratulations on surviving our first day as a family of 3 without hourly nursing care and assistance! Time for that last feeding- and lets hope the night goes as well as the day does! :)
Leaving with Miles hospital shoot photos. :) Because hes so cute and I have to put a photo up of his precious face! (this week our wedding photographers are coming and we are so pumped to see what they can do with him if this is what the hospital photographr could do!)
I still can't get over this boys HAIR! I imagined him 1,000,000 times in the past 9 months. I never in my wildest dreams would have imagined him with strawberry blonde hair. The first thing I asked Matt about him was "does he have any hair?" and when matt said "its blondish red" I think I peed in my cathater! I really hope it stays like this. I'm madly in love with it. If it does get darker, thats OK. Matt and I both have dark hair so it would be expected. But- this hair is AMAZING and I can't stop stroking his head and admiring it. I love it.
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