Leaving the Hospital

 

Having a baby can be an exhausting experience. Pushing the baby out is only a part of the birth/labor process. It also includes the hours prior to when you’re having contractions, can’t eat, and are completely uncomfortable in your own body. After having a baby, leaving the hospital can be intimidating. While in the hospital you have every resource available to you and you have constant helping hands whether it’s simply going to the bathroom or getting some rest. The nurses are offering to take the baby to the nursery, they’re coming in constantly checking on you and the baby, and they’re making sure you have food to eat. I personally got a lot of assistance with feeding Paisley but other than that I used the supplies given to me to make it through.

 

As the day came, I was fine but then when I started packing up my room, I had mixed emotions. I was so excited to take my munchkin home, but I was also nervous to be home alone with a newborn. Now I have been keeping babies for YEARS and going into this I just knew I was fully prepared but when it comes to your own child everything is completely different. Rather than someone else making the decisions it’s now up to YOU to be the child’s parent.

 

So, packing up the room itself was sort of like Christmas. They basically tell you to clean the room out aka take everything and when they say that they mean everything. My room had bears, books, silver spoons (probably not real silver but it was nice), pacifiers, blankets, formula, clothes, just everything really and we packed it all up and I took it home. After packing and getting Paisley in the car seat things got real. I was about to leave the safe haven I’d been in for 3 days with my baby and we were heading out into the real world.

 

As they wheeled me down to my mom’s car, I held Paisley’s car seat so tight and kept telling myself that everything was going to be okay. Before we got in the car, I prayed over all three of us and that we’d all have a safe trip home. As we drove every bump, we hit I held onto that car seat tighter and tighter. She was so little and every instinct I have was on super high alert. Finally, we made it. It was honestly a joyous moment to introduce my daughter to our home.

 

Our first days at home were relaxing for the most part. I got to rest in the comfort of my own home. Now don’t mistake me saying relaxing for easy. It was not easy. Whereas before I only had to worry about myself now, I had another human that I was 100% responsible for. Every time I moved throughout the house, I had to make sure that she was in a safe and secure position or location so she wouldn’t go anywhere. Yes, I know that she was a newborn and she couldn’t move like that, but I wasn’t taking any chances. Plus, my swaddle game was good lol. But also, I was hurting myself. I experienced a vaginal tear during labor so that plus a baby having just come out of my vajayjay a couple of days before caused me a little pain. All in all, this was a great experience and honestly there weren't many things that I'd change about my experience.  

So…. Tell me your story!!! How was your trip home from the hospital? How did you feel leaving with your newborn? What types of thoughts were you having? Comment below then subscribe to get notifications for new post :)

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