October 6th, 2012 ~ Part 5

The next few hours we spent admiring our new obsession. We called/texted our family and friends to let them know the good news. While Jeff was on the phone with my parents Emma was crying and they could hear her cry over the phone. I'm sure that was a surreal moment for them.

We couldn't be released to the 'mother & baby' wing until I was able to walk and pee. When I felt my legs again and felt strong enough to stand I gathered up the courage to go to the bathroom. It might sound crazy, but this was the moment I was most scared of. Thinking about anything else coming out of that area was petrifying to me. The nurse helping me advised me it might be best not to look down because obviously there was going to be a lot of blood. Thank goodness for her, because she gave me so many good tips on how to accomplish this horrific act.

Once I was done and showed them I was able to walk around we were ready to make our way to our next room. In this hospital they make you walk to your next room while pushing your baby in the bassinet. It seemed kind of ridiculous at the moment. Like you want me to walk to another wing....in a hospital gown...after I just pushed out a human being..really? But really it was to show them you were doing good and didn't have any bad reactions or complications from the epidural.

When we were settled into our new room it was about 3AM and we were exhausted. Emma was sleeping soundly, Jeff looked like he was about to pass out, and I was still in shock of the events of the day. Was my beautiful baby really sleeping next to me? Was she really here safe and sound, and healthy and perfect?! The nurses told me to try and get some rest, even though I was exhausted it was hard to sleep because of the million thoughts going through my head and the overwhelming joy that was bursting from my heart. Plus it was hard to sleep when the nurses would come in every few hours to take Emma's and my vitals.

We also had a lactation specialist come in to see how the first latches were going. Emma was more interested in sleeping then eating, so it was going really slow.  When Emma woke up a little, she did successfully latch so the lactation specialist wasn't concerned we would have any issues.

October 6th was an amazing, amazing day. It will be a day we will never forget because God gave us our perfect angel.