I didn't want to leave the hospital after giving delivery, because why would I

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It’s humorous how issues change as you’ve got extra children.

I keep in mind with my first son, I stayed two nights at the hospital. I didn’t adore it, principally because I had to share a room with somebody who had an enormous ol’ social gathering till 11 p.m., with folks coming and going and solely a skinny curtain to hold out the noise as my child and I desperately tried to sleep. It was terrible.

However nonetheless, when it was time to go house, my husband and I checked out one another with a gentle panic in our eyes. The nurse learn the discharge directions, and the complete time, I was yelling in my head, “Wait…you’re simply going to LET US GO??? Identical to that? Who comes with us to assist us work out how to be mother and father? What if he cries and we don’t know what to do? What if one thing occurs? What if we break him??” Terribly irresponsible of the nurses, actually. What have been they pondering?

By the time I had my third child, I liked the hospital for totally totally different causes. He and I spent just a few days there, recovering and wandering the halls. Good little outdated girls who volunteered introduced me cookies at four o’clock every day and knit him an lovable hat. Big image home windows appeared out on autumn leaves turning colours in the Colorado mountains. And when I had his sister — my first c-section — it was like a spa trip to sit in the hospital and have another person do all the working round. It helped to be away from house because I wasn’t tempted to do the work I wasn’t allowed to do anyway — lifting and carrying. It was additionally a good time to bond with my daughter.

I love all 4 of my youngsters fiercely, however typically — effectively, 4 generally is a cacophony of noise and power. All of them needed to maintain her and love her. I have to admit I favored that point with simply the two of us, with out the chaos and love and tumult a busy home brings. Additionally — no laundry to do. Glory be and hallelujah.

I’m not the just one. After studying the feedback on this BabyCenter neighborhood thread, I was amazed by how divided everybody was on this matter. Some folks consider the hospital as just for sick folks. A few of us have fonder reminiscences of variety nurses and candy outdated girls who carry us cookies. Is it bizarre that typically I dream of going again?

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