I feel like I have all this energy right now and want to move around and do things. Instead I am sitting on the couch, bored, because Meerkat and Oliver are sleeping.
Not going to lie, I miss the hospital bed since it reclines and such.
It is brutal getting up from this bed. And not as comfortable for me to be in right now.
Pumping is weird.
An actual mommy. Whoa.
They still can’t find my gallbladder. Awesome. -.-
So thirsty. :(
This birth center really is nice. Most of the staff is amazing. The ones I don’t particularly care for aren’t even actually bad or anything, our personalities just don’t mesh well so I’d rather deal with someone else. That’s normal. And even then it really has only been the lactation consultant, and then one of my obgyns so she doesn’t really count. The nurses have all pretty much been wonderful. It is great. They don’t get annoyed when you need them, they do whatever they can for you, they’re all nice. It has made being here SO much easier for me and my anxiety. Plus, they all love Oliver and gush over him. Makes me a proud momma.
Even though I am going home tomorrow, well, later today, if I had to stay another night or so, I wouldn’t have been upset. And that definitely is not how I thought I’d feel!
So yeah. Really glad Meerkat’s sister recommended the office I went to and that they deliver at this hospital/birth center. I don’t feel like I’m being ignored and I definitely think Oliver and myself are in good hands.