After theatre I was transferred back to the delivery
suite again this is all a bit of a blur to me but I think I breast fed James
but I remember Chris having cuddles with him I think I just had a quick nap.
I also called my mum to let her know her grandson had
arrived, we txt her and only her in the morning to tell her I was in labour.
We were then told we would be transferred up to Marsh
Ward. Chris and I both said that we wanted a private room. Once all sorted we
were transferred up. I was bed ridden as I had a catheter and the epidural.
We were given the Henley room on marsh which was nice
enough had a bed, 2 chairs and own bathroom.
Hubby stayed with me until about 8pm when he left to
get some sleep. The midwives & care assistants were brilliant I just had to
ring the bell and the came. James pretty much spent the night in bed with me (I
know that's not really allowed but he was so little and just wanted comfort)
Sunday was Father's Day. Chris came back in the morning. For RBH day's were
allowed in from 9am-9pm and other visitors from 3pm-9pm
Funny enough I'd brought him a pressy already from
James and a card which even if he hadn't come in time I would still have given
it to him.
By lunch time they removed my catheter. As for pain
relief I was on codeine, paracomol & ibrofine.
My mum,
dad & brother came to visit Sunday afternoon and then early evening Chris
mum & nan came in. Chris then left me again at about 7.30pm.
Grandpa (Aka my Dad |
My 2nd
night was slightly better as I was able to get in and out of bed just! I
doesn’t help that I’m quiet short so struggled with the height of the bed.
Monday
Chris didn’t come in until after lunch mainly as the plan was I was going to
come home so he spent the morning going food shopping and getting the house
ready for our return. By the time he made it to the hospital I was still in
quiet a bit of pain and decided that actually I wasn’t ready to go home and
that I wanted to stay in hospital another night, which of course I was allowed
to do. On that we decided to txt Chris’s dad and say that they could come and
visit that night. After their visit Chris left not long after.
Monday
night I think had to be my worse night ever, not only did I have problems
settling James it was also the night my bowels decided to open. Which together
are not a good combo. After about an hours or so struggling at 3am in the
morning the midwife popped her head in to check on me to find James in my arms
crying his heart out and me crying with him. On that she offered to take him
for a few hours and also to give him a bottle, by this stage I was to tired I
was very thankful. This meant I was able to get a bit of sleep in-between the
visits to the loo. At 6am Tuesday morning James was return to me and I felt slightly
better until about 8am when I tried to breastfed James again and for what ever
reason I had loads of problems, in the end I called the midwives and they suggested
I gave him a bottle again. To be honest I had been pretty much struggling with
breast feeding since day one. I did though manage to breastfed him at lunch
time.
We had decided that I was ready to come home so around 2pm we packed up and made our 1st ever family trip – HOME!
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