We both thought we would be in and out of the hospital in no time, under 24 hours like we were for the last two births. But that was not the case. We stayed 3 days. No that is still not a long time but that also means we were away from our boys for four days now. That is hard to do and we have never been away from Smiley before.
Things were not going bad at the hospital. I was fine in some pain but that's to be expected. Faith was not eating much and dropping weight. This was a little worrying but if you have ever tasted baby food you could understand. Every baby drops a little weight after birth and Faith dropped to 8lb 1oz. So we keep trying to feed her.
She never really got it at the hospital but is a little eater now and up to 8lb 3 oz.
Since we were there the hospital not only fed Faith but us as well. Aside from all the "wonderful" hospital meals and all the fast food runs I had Jay going on to make up for them, they did make us both one special meal.
It was about the same as the rest honestly but it had some wonderful cheesecake!
I ate his and mine. Oh well I don't have to lose the baby weight yet.
Throughout the days visitors stopped by. They brought flowers and balloons all in pink.
But mostly we just got to know our little girl.
We looked in her eyes we smiled when she was comforted by our voice. We held her constantly. I worried. We were gave the green light to go earlier. The morning of the second day. But something in me did not want to go. I wanted to stay and for more than there delicious food. Something in me was feeling a sense of not right and a need to stay. So we stayed. It turned out to be nothing. Like I said Faith was doing good. I got stronger and felt better. I still don't know why I had such a hesitant feeling but I listened to it. No harm done that I did and you never know what we avoided by doing so.