Heading Home!

GG laughing and Atticus not happy after our very long "leaving the hospital" experience.

So, this picture just makes me laugh! First of all, I was so sad when we were not allowed to go home on Tuesday, as originally planned. 1) I wanted to go home and 2) the reason we had to stay was for Atticus' jaundice and being a new mom, I was worried about him. At least they let us stay instead of just keeping him and sending us home!

So, Wednesday morning, they discharged us. We were so excited! As much as I loved my stay and enjoyed the people at St. Joe's, I was ready to get out of there. We went through all of the check-out stuff with the nurses and put his going home outfit on and were ready to put him into his carseat for the first time and head out the door! Well, it turned out we needed some adjustments to the carseat, so the nurse left and Vic adjusted the carseat. Just as we get ready to load him in it, we realize his diaper is dirty. So, we stop to change it. It was a 2 man job, so Vic and I are just getting started when he starts to poop all over the place. And I mean everywhere. The diaper is open; the poop is coming out; we are scrambling to clean him and save his outfit from being dirty; we are realizing that we have NOTHING available to clean him because the nurses have signed off on us and taken his plastic bed with all of our necessities; the wipes, diapers, etc. that we did have were already loaded into the car; we were a mess! But, worst of all, we were laughing. And couldn't stop. Atticus is crying, Vic is trying to handle the diaper and keep me from laughing as I am holding my stomach to lessen the pain. I learned that c-sections mean your stomach is so sore that even laughing can be painful. But, we laugh a lot! So, I am laughing, Atticus is pooping, GG is laughing, and Vic is trying to take care of the diaper disaster. What an experience!

After that, the nurse comes back in so we can load him in the carseat. By that point, it was really getting close to being time for Atticus to eat, so we asked if we could go ahead and feed him before the trip home. The nurse agreed and we start a new task of stripping him down, stripping me down and attempting breastfeeding. We get him fed and eventually get him loaded in the carseat, out the door and to the car.

I guess it was just so funny because GG said this is exactly what having a child is like! Just when you get ready to go somewhere, a million things can happen to delay you. All we wanted to do was get out of the hospital and go home and it took an extra 2 hours just to do that! The nurse probably thought we were never going to leave!

All bundled up and tucked away into his carseat for his first ride home.