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| Jack's first photo shoot @ 7 days old :) |
We got to go home after 4 days. The longest 4 days of my life...
My poor husband spent 3 uncomfortable nights in a pullout chair because he refused to leave baby and I alone. He was also just getting over a cold and developed an inner ear infection that gave him horrible vertigo. All that coupled with the 6 hours of sleep in 3 days, made a very sick hubby. I'm glad to say that he's much better now.
I barely slept the first day. Jack was born at 4:32 am and I had been up since 7 am the day before. I maybe had about 3 hours of sleep and because of the lack of sleep/rest my blood pressure had sky rocketed. My nurse had to kick people out of my room and the hubby had wheeled Jack into the lobby and was taking visitors there.
Because I was on labetalol during my pregnancy, Jack had been born with low blood sugar and needed an IV at birth. He was getting a constant stream of sugar until he was stable. Poor little guy... They were constantly piercing his heel to test his blood sugar. So much in fact that they were so bruised and scarred by the end of the stay I couldn't help feeling so bad for him. We also started the journey of breast feeding. It was a bit awkward having random nurses manhandle your breasts and a baby sucking on them until they hurt but anything for the baby, right? By day 2, Jack had straightened out his blood sugar issues but now had jaundice.
