Julie had her first appt yesterday. She was born at 7 lbs 14 oz and we left the hospital at 7 lbs 8 oz. We left the hospital Saturday. Monday she weighed 7 lbs 15 oz. Haha. The pedi was like, usually the baby doesn't get back to her birth weight until 2 weeks after discharge from the hospital. What can I say? The kid likes to eat! She said Julie was perfect (but I already knew that!) and we go back next week. For what, I can't really say. I guess this first appt was just a "get her in" appt and next week will be the real appt. I dunno. There's no jaundice and she said Julie has good "color" to be a newborn.
The MW released me Saturday afternoon, even though she said she should have kept me through the night, but everything was good so they sent me home. I'm not exactly sure what I thought taking care of a baby would be like, but it certainly wasn't this. She's not awake a whole lot, she eats then falls asleep shortly afterward. She MIGHT be awake 20 minutes every now and then when she's not eating or pooping (she likes to poo.) Last night I freaked out. We took her into the bedroom so she could sleep in the bassinet part of of the pack and play and we swaddled her. She fell asleep...around 130, I heard her moving around so I glanced over there (she's so cute, she always has her foot stuck up in the air when she gets out of her swaddle). DH woke up as well and got up to change her. While he was changing her, he said something about her being wet. Apparently she had sweat like crazy last night. I started to cry because we really don't know what we're doing but I can't imagine sweating that much is good for a baby.
I sleep alot, but I think it's because of the pain meds. They make me kind of goofy and tired. My incision still hurts, it burns on the sides of it when I move certain ways. But I suppose that'll get better with time.
DH has been wonderful. He's not into cleaning or anything like that, but he's quick to change her or hold her or whatever. She sleeps on her back, but she really loves laying on her tummy. She gets on DH's chest (or mine) and she'll hold her head up and eyeball us with this look.
It's kind of weird. I know she's mine, but I almost feel like I'm babysitting or something. Like I STILL can't get my head around the fact that she's here LOL.
I think my biggest issue is DH. I'd love to know what he's thinking. I didn't want to keep Julie in the bedroom, but once she got here, I got paranoid and I need to be around here constantly. I don't want to have to sleep on the couch every night and DH was okay with bringing the pack and play into the bedroom, but it's really really hard for me to get out of the bed because of the pain and there's more room on DH's side, so....the pack n play is over there. DH said he'll get up with her, which he kinda halfway did last night, but... I feel like I should be taking care of her.