Friday, June 25, 2010
Tuesday, June 22
Today, Owen got to meet more of my dear friends, Anne and Grace! Anne and I have now known each other for 11 years. Um, that's a little scary writing that. We met my freshman year at Illinois State and have been friends ever since. Grace is just a little over a year old and we can't wait to hang out with her a ton more now that I'm home! I think Anne and I have very similar parenting styles and I can't wait to pester her with questions as I try and figure this mothering thing out!
Thursday, June 24, 2010
recovery
Some of my dear friends were great about warning me about the truths of labor. So I just thought I'd put some of them out there since this is currently what my bathroom looked for a week or 2 after birth. I had a whole pharmacy going on in there.
- William has been a saint considering for the first week he was not only changing Owen's diapers, but mine too. :) What I mean is that I needed him in the bathroom for the first few days since my legs would lift up past a couple inches. He filled diapers with ice, got my spray water bottle ready, and made sure I stayed up on my Advil. He was a lifesaver through all this! 3 weeks later, I'm still using that handy little spray bottle.
- If you though hemorrhoids were bad during pregnancy, it won't touch the pain of them after pushing out 8 1/2 pounds of baby. But I will say that they're healing much faster than in pregnancy. This is probably due to the fact that I don't have tons of baby pushing down on that area all the time. Tucks pads are a girls best friend.
- Ask for stool softeners immediately. I held off as long as I could before going to the bathroom, but holy cow it feels like you're giving birth again.
- I'm feeling pretty much like myself now 3 weeks out, minus the stitches. I'm sure they're dissolved by now, but I definitely know exactly where that nice rip was!
- Nipple cream - use it generously and use it often! I love the cloth nursing pads that Lori got me from Etsy. They're much less itchy than the disposable ones. I'm not sure the exact site she got them from, but this picture is from beebersbutts.
Owen tidbits
A few other tidbits I don't want to forget:
- I'm so thankful we read (William watched) The Happiest Baby on the Block and his 5 S's! We've learned that Owen LOVES to be swaddled and it pretty much calms him down immediately. We've also used the shushing, the laying on his side, and swaying. My mom is constantly amazed at how well they work. She even commented to my dad that maybe they should have more kids now that there are all these new "tricks" to make it easier. :) He said they were having more kids, just vicariously and much more easily, through us.
- I got my first "milk drunk" smile on Monday, June 14th! Oh I cannot wait until it's a real smile!
- I had to put away the newborn and 0-3 onesies. They just won't fit! All his other small clothes are still working, but we're in 3-6 month onesies. That's my little chunker!
- He loves to snort. It's the most hilarious thing. He especially gets going when he gets angry. I'm trying hard to catch it on video!
- I thought things in motion we supposed to put kids to sleep. Not my kid. If we put him in the swing or go for a walk, his eyes are wide open the whole time! I guess I'm glad he'll sleep in his crib or pack and play with no motion.
- He has hiccups ALL the time! William always feels so bad for him. I think it's hilarious because he had them do often in my stomach.
- He loves his index finger. When he isn't swaddled, he often finds his finger. He's not much a pacifier kid. He'll take it or leave it. Which is fine with me!
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Wednesday, June 16
We had a nice easy day just hanging with the little man and William's parents.
Tonight we got a great visit from some of our favorite people, the Carlyle's. The drove over from Lafayette to meet Owen. How awesome are they? I'm going to be calling Becky lots to learn how to raise boys! :)
Caed was so cute Owen:
You look good with a newborn. Can't wait until #3! No pressure!
It's hard to believe that in one year, our little man will look like this. They change so much the first year!
Tonight we got a great visit from some of our favorite people, the Carlyle's. The drove over from Lafayette to meet Owen. How awesome are they? I'm going to be calling Becky lots to learn how to raise boys! :)
Caed was so cute Owen:
You look good with a newborn. Can't wait until #3! No pressure!
It's hard to believe that in one year, our little man will look like this. They change so much the first year!
Tuesday, June 15
Tuesday morning, William went and picked up Duane from the hotel so she could spend some auntie time with Owen in the morning.
Then we decided it was about time to give him his first "bath." Duane was so sweet to read on the porch so we could do our first bath as a family.
He didn't love the getting sponged off part, but as soon as he hit the towel, he was ok. Well, I take that back. He got angry again until we changed him.
When I was changing him at 4:30, I got my first official dousing. I thought he was covered up, but nope! My first (and I'm sure not my last) time of getting peed on! In the evening on Tuesday, the Ballard's brought us our first meal. It was delicious chicken tacos! How come my taco meat never tastes so good? Here's a (not so great) picture of Avery meeting Owen:
Then we decided it was about time to give him his first "bath." Duane was so sweet to read on the porch so we could do our first bath as a family.
He didn't love the getting sponged off part, but as soon as he hit the towel, he was ok. Well, I take that back. He got angry again until we changed him.
When I was changing him at 4:30, I got my first official dousing. I thought he was covered up, but nope! My first (and I'm sure not my last) time of getting peed on! In the evening on Tuesday, the Ballard's brought us our first meal. It was delicious chicken tacos! How come my taco meat never tastes so good? Here's a (not so great) picture of Avery meeting Owen:
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
results
The nurse just called from Carle and the results from the echo are all
NORMAL!! She said I probably wouldn't even need to do the follow-up one in a month. I didn't ask what this meant for future pregnancies, but I know for right now, I can nurse my little man to my heart's content. I cannot thank you all for the prayers. I really had a lot of peace about the whole thing this weekend. Today, I hung up the phone, held my little man, and just cried. God has been SO faithful through this whole process of Owen's conception, formation, and birth. I know that when I look at Owen and feel this overwheleming love that it is just a fraction of what God feels for me.
NORMAL!! She said I probably wouldn't even need to do the follow-up one in a month. I didn't ask what this meant for future pregnancies, but I know for right now, I can nurse my little man to my heart's content. I cannot thank you all for the prayers. I really had a lot of peace about the whole thing this weekend. Today, I hung up the phone, held my little man, and just cried. God has been SO faithful through this whole process of Owen's conception, formation, and birth. I know that when I look at Owen and feel this overwheleming love that it is just a fraction of what God feels for me.
Monday, June 21, 2010
no news
Thanks for all the concerns about my appointment results. I've called Carle about 6 times today only to learn that they haven't "read" my test yet and they'll call when they have any info. So more waiting.
Sunday, June 13
Sunday morning Owen had his second car ride as we headed to the pediatrician.
I'm not so sure about this car seat thing:
On our way in:
Waiting to see the doc:
Because it was the weekend, we didn't get to meet Dr. Tripathy, but we just saw Dr. Stevens who was on call. Owen's weight was the same as when we left the hospital, 8lbs, 4 oz (down about 6 oz from birth). His head circumference was 35.1 cm. An interesting tidbit that we learned was that Owen's blood type is A+. Mine is O+ and we learned that those two together often causes trouble. But his test came back fine. Whew, had no idea that was something else to worry about. The doctor commented that he had great muscle tone, took off the clamp around his cord, and even complimented us by saying William and I made a good team! We sure think so!
Owen got another round of visitors when my aunt, uncle, and cousins came to visit after church.
Then Sunday night, we headed over to Grammy and Grandpa's for dinner with everyone so we wouldn't have to cook.
I'm not so sure about this car seat thing:
On our way in:
Waiting to see the doc:
Because it was the weekend, we didn't get to meet Dr. Tripathy, but we just saw Dr. Stevens who was on call. Owen's weight was the same as when we left the hospital, 8lbs, 4 oz (down about 6 oz from birth). His head circumference was 35.1 cm. An interesting tidbit that we learned was that Owen's blood type is A+. Mine is O+ and we learned that those two together often causes trouble. But his test came back fine. Whew, had no idea that was something else to worry about. The doctor commented that he had great muscle tone, took off the clamp around his cord, and even complimented us by saying William and I made a good team! We sure think so!
Owen got another round of visitors when my aunt, uncle, and cousins came to visit after church.
Then Sunday night, we headed over to Grammy and Grandpa's for dinner with everyone so we wouldn't have to cook.
HOME!
Don't mind the dates on the next million posts. I'm going to try and catch up with everything that's been going on this week! :)
Saturday, June 12th
I'm sure every new mom and dad have this thought as they're walking (rolling) out of the hospital. They're really letting us leave with this little person?! But we don't know what we're doing!
We were driving down Lincoln and I was struck that everyone's lives were going on as normal. I wanted to shout out the window. . .do you know what just happened to us? We had a BABY! It was so surreal that we were driving home with a new little person that would not be on this earth if it wasn't for us.
When we arrived home, William's sister Duane had decorated the front tree. It was adorable. I secretly always wanted some kind of balloons to welcome our baby home and we got them!
My mom and dad arrived to welcome Owen home!
Then, Owen got his first visitors, Doug, Michelle, and Bella! They drove from Indiana just to meet our guy! Bella is seriously the cutest little girl on the planet and we had a blast watching her chase Sophie and use her new words. Thanks so much Michelle for coming and for the adorable gifts! You are the sweetest!
The rest of the day was spent relaxing with the fam, starting at Owen, and doing laundry. I had noticed that the two outfits we had brought from home had made Owen's skin look like this:
Poor little guy. I had been washing everything with Tide Free as it was cheaper than Dreft. But I made William go out that evening and get some and we rewashed most of his clothes. The splotches haven't been back since. Guess he has his daddy's sensitive skin.
William got up with me during every night feeding and we had a blast rocking him, checking out all his parts, and trying to get Sophie to step foot in the nursery. Which reminds me I still haven't done his nursery post! I'll get to that asap! A few pictures from our first night at home:
Saturday, June 12th
I'm sure every new mom and dad have this thought as they're walking (rolling) out of the hospital. They're really letting us leave with this little person?! But we don't know what we're doing!
We were driving down Lincoln and I was struck that everyone's lives were going on as normal. I wanted to shout out the window. . .do you know what just happened to us? We had a BABY! It was so surreal that we were driving home with a new little person that would not be on this earth if it wasn't for us.
When we arrived home, William's sister Duane had decorated the front tree. It was adorable. I secretly always wanted some kind of balloons to welcome our baby home and we got them!
My mom and dad arrived to welcome Owen home!
Then, Owen got his first visitors, Doug, Michelle, and Bella! They drove from Indiana just to meet our guy! Bella is seriously the cutest little girl on the planet and we had a blast watching her chase Sophie and use her new words. Thanks so much Michelle for coming and for the adorable gifts! You are the sweetest!
The rest of the day was spent relaxing with the fam, starting at Owen, and doing laundry. I had noticed that the two outfits we had brought from home had made Owen's skin look like this:
Poor little guy. I had been washing everything with Tide Free as it was cheaper than Dreft. But I made William go out that evening and get some and we rewashed most of his clothes. The splotches haven't been back since. Guess he has his daddy's sensitive skin.
William got up with me during every night feeding and we had a blast rocking him, checking out all his parts, and trying to get Sophie to step foot in the nursery. Which reminds me I still haven't done his nursery post! I'll get to that asap! A few pictures from our first night at home:
Sunday, June 20, 2010
birth story part 2
So here's where the story gets a little crazy (and long, sorry). I'm not even sure of many of the details and the big fancy words that were being thrown around with all the doctors we interacted with over the 2 days. But ok, back to the labor and delivery room:
Thursday, June 10
1:30ish
It was finally time to try and breastfeed for the first time.
After a little while, I started to cough. No biggie, just a tickle in my throat right? Well, I couldn't stop coughing. Owen was taken from me (I remember looking around and saw that my mom had him which made me feel so much better) as I couldn't get my breath. An oxygen mask went on and a few more people were called in. Then my chest started hurting. I've never had a heart attack before, but if that was anything close to it, it was SUPER scary. They started calling more doctors in as I couldn't stop coughing. I remember them throwing around different things that could've happened. One was that an air bubble from my IV got into my lungs when they removed the epidural. Another was that I had a blood clot in some part of my body that found it's way to my lungs during labor. Another person mentioned having fluid around my heart from all the extra fluids I had (although I remember my midwife arguing that I really hadn't had that many fluids compared to people who have been on pitocin and the like). Nothing seemed too major to me at this point. I was finally given a medicine in my IV which was to help remove fluids and within about 5 minutes was able to start breathing semi-normally. Within another 10 minutes I was pretty much back to normal. My chest still hurt a bit and I wanted to cough when I took a deep breath, but all was ok again. I kinda (naively) thought that would be the end of it.
I was able to try and feed him again and then we were able to bring in all the family who were anxiously waiting at this point. During this time, several doctors came in and asked for my version of the story and I had my first echocardiogram done. They came in and told me they wanted to do a CT scan to rule out the blood clot. When I asked if I could breastfeed after, they said the dye they injected would mean I couldn't do it for 48 hours, so I declined (side note - doctors are not happy when you do this). But this was a reoccurring theme through our stay. I really had to FIGHT to be with Owen and to breastfeed. Even though our midwives were wonderful and supportive, we leaned quickly the rest of the medical profession could really care less about my boobs and what I wanted to do with them. :)
Instead of taking Owen upstairs to the nursery to get bathed they brought everything to the delivery room. By this time, my little bro Casey had arrived as well. This was kinda shocking as he drove the 3 hours just to see us and then turned around and drove him. Aww! So Owen got his first bath and the crowd gathered round as they're still trying to figure out what to do with me.
4:00pm
They finally wheel me up to postpartum around 4ish. Our nurse was Denise who quickly becomes one of my least favorite people in the world. There I get to feed him again (what an awesome latch and sucker he has, thank you God) and we thought we got to finally settle in. Another tech came in and did a heart sonogram. This took a little while and she pushed on my boobs and chest like it was a mammogram. Read: like a garage door closing on your breast. Ouch. Of course, because she's a tech, she can't tell us anything as she's doing this.
6ish
My parents leave and we're left on our own. That's when Denise comes in to inform us that I'm going to have to be in cardiology all night while they monitor me. Ok, no biggie. But then she tells us that Owen can't go with because he's less than 24 hours. I lose it. She tries several different ways of reasoning with me and then leaves while William and I discuss it. Around 8:00, I call my mom and ask her to come back. I just can't do this without her. At this point, I'm still asking for a shower as well because I'm looking pretty crusty. Finally, Denise comes back with a "final offer" of me going to cardiology for the next 12 hours (umm, try 29) and they will bring him to me every 3 hours to nurse. I reluctantly agreed. I was standing up watching William and my mom change Owen's diaper when the charge nurse came into my room. She had been the one Denise was going back and forth between. She probably should've just come and talked with us in person in the first place. She blasted me for standing up. She said "I just don't think you are taking this whole thing very seriously. Do you know how bad this could be?" Well, obviously I don't. No one has told me anything and all I want is a freakin' shower. We go at it back and forth until William times us out. I back up and try to affirm her that she's just doing her job, but that I was told if I could sit on the couch without passing out, I could have a shower. She finally says I could get in only if my mom gets in with me. And then I'm off to cardiology. Now. So, William helps me get a 2 minute rinse off while my mom also hides in the bathroom with us in case she comes back. This is almost laughable now.
11ish
They come to get me and all I remember is sobbing as I get wheeled down to another floor and looking back at Owen. Dang that was awful. If you've never seen the Carle birthing suites, they are VERY nice. Newly remodeled and quite swank for a hospital. Cardiology: not so much. But at least we learn I won't have someone else in the room (they told us this could be a possibility) and William could sleep in the other bed. I get immediately hooked up to some wires and Denise gave the new nurse a quick update in postpartum care. She taught her how to check my uterus and the likes. Makes ya feel comfortable, doesn't it? Immediately though, I fall in love with our new nurse, Cari. She's sweet and obviously loving the fact that I'm not the typical cardiology patient. All the nurses loved that they got to see a baby every few hours. We're told we'll talk to cardiologist in the morning and will know more details after being monitored.
Friday, June 11
1ish am
They finally bring Owen down for his first visit! Depending on which nurse brought him down, some stayed at the nurse's station and others stayed in the room with us. That was rather annoying, but I didn't really care since I got to see my boy. I think I cried every time he got wheeled away back up to the 11th floor.
8:00am
We order some breakfast and hope that we'll get to talk with someone soon. The new set of nurses for the day are also fabulous! Trading our nice room was so worth it to be around people who actually cared and were so sweet!
12:00
We still haven't heard anything from anyone. But guess who arrived. . .Sara!!
We so not expecting her but it was the best surprise ever!! She spoiled me by bringing some super adorable pink pj pants, a massage gift card (really looking forward to that), and 2 handsome outfits for Owen. She stayed all day which was wonderful! It gave William more of a chance as well to go over and hang out with Owen so he wasn't in the nursery the whole time. Anne D also stopped by with some pretty gerber daisies and of course some rock star prayer. Owen got a cute outfit on to take his Carle pictures.
4:00
We finally get to talk to the Cardiologist, Dr. Mongwa, but I don't think I'll be able to accurately tell you everything he told us. He made it sound like everyone had slightly overreacted, but that there was some cause for concern. My left ventricle of my heart didn't seem to be pumping the way that it should, which in short could lead to heart failure. He said that I had to schedule a follow-up echo which would determine if 1) it was really nothing or 2) I needed to go on heart medicine for life. When I asked about nursing, he said that I wouldn't be able to because of the medicine being passed onto Owen. And that was it. I finally got them to remove the machine I was hooked up to for monitoring as they said it hadn't showed anything over the 18 hours I was on it. Then all the nurses rallied around us and we finally got to pack up and head back upstairs to postpartum (and Denise the evil nurse :)
7:00
Carle gives all new parents a special dinner for a congratulations. It actually wasn't a bad steak. William and I cried as we prayed over Owen and thanked God for all that had transpired in the last day. We spent our first wonderful evening together. I loved waking up to every little sound to check on him.
Saturday, June 12
We had our first sets of visitors around 9:30, Gabe and Aubrey! We're so looking forward to meeting their little Mataya anytime now!
Then, Phil and Sara stopped by on their way out of town.
11:00
Our new perky nurse comes in to finally tell us that we can get discharged!! It took them awhile to figure out whose patient I was as cardiology wasn't sure i was theirs and postpartum wasn't sure I was theirs. But we were getting out! Our room turned into a flurry of activity as we packed things up and sent stuff with William's parents. I had the nurse do one more set of footprints for me in his baby book. Whew, he didn't like that. But then we got him all changed and packed up and we were ready to go home!!
Thursday, June 10
1:30ish
It was finally time to try and breastfeed for the first time.
After a little while, I started to cough. No biggie, just a tickle in my throat right? Well, I couldn't stop coughing. Owen was taken from me (I remember looking around and saw that my mom had him which made me feel so much better) as I couldn't get my breath. An oxygen mask went on and a few more people were called in. Then my chest started hurting. I've never had a heart attack before, but if that was anything close to it, it was SUPER scary. They started calling more doctors in as I couldn't stop coughing. I remember them throwing around different things that could've happened. One was that an air bubble from my IV got into my lungs when they removed the epidural. Another was that I had a blood clot in some part of my body that found it's way to my lungs during labor. Another person mentioned having fluid around my heart from all the extra fluids I had (although I remember my midwife arguing that I really hadn't had that many fluids compared to people who have been on pitocin and the like). Nothing seemed too major to me at this point. I was finally given a medicine in my IV which was to help remove fluids and within about 5 minutes was able to start breathing semi-normally. Within another 10 minutes I was pretty much back to normal. My chest still hurt a bit and I wanted to cough when I took a deep breath, but all was ok again. I kinda (naively) thought that would be the end of it.
I was able to try and feed him again and then we were able to bring in all the family who were anxiously waiting at this point. During this time, several doctors came in and asked for my version of the story and I had my first echocardiogram done. They came in and told me they wanted to do a CT scan to rule out the blood clot. When I asked if I could breastfeed after, they said the dye they injected would mean I couldn't do it for 48 hours, so I declined (side note - doctors are not happy when you do this). But this was a reoccurring theme through our stay. I really had to FIGHT to be with Owen and to breastfeed. Even though our midwives were wonderful and supportive, we leaned quickly the rest of the medical profession could really care less about my boobs and what I wanted to do with them. :)
Instead of taking Owen upstairs to the nursery to get bathed they brought everything to the delivery room. By this time, my little bro Casey had arrived as well. This was kinda shocking as he drove the 3 hours just to see us and then turned around and drove him. Aww! So Owen got his first bath and the crowd gathered round as they're still trying to figure out what to do with me.
4:00pm
They finally wheel me up to postpartum around 4ish. Our nurse was Denise who quickly becomes one of my least favorite people in the world. There I get to feed him again (what an awesome latch and sucker he has, thank you God) and we thought we got to finally settle in. Another tech came in and did a heart sonogram. This took a little while and she pushed on my boobs and chest like it was a mammogram. Read: like a garage door closing on your breast. Ouch. Of course, because she's a tech, she can't tell us anything as she's doing this.
6ish
My parents leave and we're left on our own. That's when Denise comes in to inform us that I'm going to have to be in cardiology all night while they monitor me. Ok, no biggie. But then she tells us that Owen can't go with because he's less than 24 hours. I lose it. She tries several different ways of reasoning with me and then leaves while William and I discuss it. Around 8:00, I call my mom and ask her to come back. I just can't do this without her. At this point, I'm still asking for a shower as well because I'm looking pretty crusty. Finally, Denise comes back with a "final offer" of me going to cardiology for the next 12 hours (umm, try 29) and they will bring him to me every 3 hours to nurse. I reluctantly agreed. I was standing up watching William and my mom change Owen's diaper when the charge nurse came into my room. She had been the one Denise was going back and forth between. She probably should've just come and talked with us in person in the first place. She blasted me for standing up. She said "I just don't think you are taking this whole thing very seriously. Do you know how bad this could be?" Well, obviously I don't. No one has told me anything and all I want is a freakin' shower. We go at it back and forth until William times us out. I back up and try to affirm her that she's just doing her job, but that I was told if I could sit on the couch without passing out, I could have a shower. She finally says I could get in only if my mom gets in with me. And then I'm off to cardiology. Now. So, William helps me get a 2 minute rinse off while my mom also hides in the bathroom with us in case she comes back. This is almost laughable now.
11ish
They come to get me and all I remember is sobbing as I get wheeled down to another floor and looking back at Owen. Dang that was awful. If you've never seen the Carle birthing suites, they are VERY nice. Newly remodeled and quite swank for a hospital. Cardiology: not so much. But at least we learn I won't have someone else in the room (they told us this could be a possibility) and William could sleep in the other bed. I get immediately hooked up to some wires and Denise gave the new nurse a quick update in postpartum care. She taught her how to check my uterus and the likes. Makes ya feel comfortable, doesn't it? Immediately though, I fall in love with our new nurse, Cari. She's sweet and obviously loving the fact that I'm not the typical cardiology patient. All the nurses loved that they got to see a baby every few hours. We're told we'll talk to cardiologist in the morning and will know more details after being monitored.
Friday, June 11
1ish am
They finally bring Owen down for his first visit! Depending on which nurse brought him down, some stayed at the nurse's station and others stayed in the room with us. That was rather annoying, but I didn't really care since I got to see my boy. I think I cried every time he got wheeled away back up to the 11th floor.
8:00am
We order some breakfast and hope that we'll get to talk with someone soon. The new set of nurses for the day are also fabulous! Trading our nice room was so worth it to be around people who actually cared and were so sweet!
12:00
We still haven't heard anything from anyone. But guess who arrived. . .Sara!!
We so not expecting her but it was the best surprise ever!! She spoiled me by bringing some super adorable pink pj pants, a massage gift card (really looking forward to that), and 2 handsome outfits for Owen. She stayed all day which was wonderful! It gave William more of a chance as well to go over and hang out with Owen so he wasn't in the nursery the whole time. Anne D also stopped by with some pretty gerber daisies and of course some rock star prayer. Owen got a cute outfit on to take his Carle pictures.
4:00
We finally get to talk to the Cardiologist, Dr. Mongwa, but I don't think I'll be able to accurately tell you everything he told us. He made it sound like everyone had slightly overreacted, but that there was some cause for concern. My left ventricle of my heart didn't seem to be pumping the way that it should, which in short could lead to heart failure. He said that I had to schedule a follow-up echo which would determine if 1) it was really nothing or 2) I needed to go on heart medicine for life. When I asked about nursing, he said that I wouldn't be able to because of the medicine being passed onto Owen. And that was it. I finally got them to remove the machine I was hooked up to for monitoring as they said it hadn't showed anything over the 18 hours I was on it. Then all the nurses rallied around us and we finally got to pack up and head back upstairs to postpartum (and Denise the evil nurse :)
7:00
Carle gives all new parents a special dinner for a congratulations. It actually wasn't a bad steak. William and I cried as we prayed over Owen and thanked God for all that had transpired in the last day. We spent our first wonderful evening together. I loved waking up to every little sound to check on him.
Saturday, June 12
We had our first sets of visitors around 9:30, Gabe and Aubrey! We're so looking forward to meeting their little Mataya anytime now!
Then, Phil and Sara stopped by on their way out of town.
11:00
Our new perky nurse comes in to finally tell us that we can get discharged!! It took them awhile to figure out whose patient I was as cardiology wasn't sure i was theirs and postpartum wasn't sure I was theirs. But we were getting out! Our room turned into a flurry of activity as we packed things up and sent stuff with William's parents. I had the nurse do one more set of footprints for me in his baby book. Whew, he didn't like that. But then we got him all changed and packed up and we were ready to go home!!
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