My labor and delivery went fast.
Like I was still dressed in street clothes, SHOES and giant earrings fast.
So my sister was laughing thinking about all the care I took packing my hospital bag, assuming I had no time to use any of it before the baby came. But two things I used immediately.
The first thing my husband did when they put me in the room was hook up his phone to our Jawbone Mini Jambox Wireless Bluetooth Speaker. I love music and he knows how much that helps me during labor.
And he also put up a string of white Christmas lights for ambient lighting and as a focal point for me. It cast a soft glow in the room and made such a difference. Everything else- the lollipops, lip balm, hair ties, essential oils, everything, went out the window.
Then as I was moved into my recovery room, we set up the lights on the unused IV stand next to the hospital bed, and turned off all the other lights.
Every nurse and doctor who came in commented on what a great idea those lights were, as flipping on the harsh lights to check on me or the baby was comopletely unnecessary.
The first few hours and days are so amazing and sweet, and those lights added to the magic.
We have a new baby in the house! And this time, A GIRL!
We are overjoyed and have been in a baby bubble for the last three weeks. (We are halfway through our Forty Days at home!) My older boys, who are now 7 and 4, have been amazing helpers. I did not know what to expect, but I definitely have not had any behavioral issues with them even though this has been such a giant adjustment.
My 4 year old slept in the crook of my arm his entire life until 2 days before his sister arrived, and he has taken to his new bed beautifully. I think he was ready, he just needed a reason to move out of our room. But there have been a few tears. My 7 year old told me yesterday- 3 weeks after the baby was born- that he really missed me when I was in the hospital. And my 4 year old has some trouble falling asleep at night and comes and finds me and tells me that he can’t sleep because he can’t stop thinking about me.
So the tears have mostly been mine.
I remember a friend saying when he had a 2nd child that he felt like he’d gone through a breakup with his first. And that is a good way to describe it- that unique bond is different now- though still beautiful, it has changed. I didn’t realize I would have the same emotions when welcoming a third child into our lives, but I do. My four year old grew three sizes before my eyes the day he walked into the hospital to meet his little sister.
One book that we read over and over again while waiting for the baby was “What Baby Needs ” by Dr. Sears.
This book helped my younger son prepare for what was about to happen, with great suggestions for parents also. I love it because it shows the baby being breastfed and held in a sling, and sleeping in a co-sleeper which is the way we parent.