Mikey came on his own time, but I was induced to speed things along. We got to the hospital at about 2:30 pm on Saturday the 14th, and delivered at 8:16 the next day. Lesson learned: eat on the way to the hospital! I was starving by the time everything wrapped up. Given that he was preemie, we were very fortunate that he had no breathing issues, and did not have to spend any time in the NICU. He seemed to be breastfeeding successfully, but we later found out he was pretending😜.
We had a fabulous experience with our hospital nurses and doctors. The doctor who delivered Mikey worked 25 straight hours to make sure that she was there for his delivery. I was so thankful for her dedication to his safe arrival. The nurses who attended to us were wonderful as well. We received a great deal of support from the lactation specialists, and the nurses whose magical touch could calm Mikey while I was still learning how to soothe him.
I cannot begin to describe how special it is to see Mike holding our baby. He was so supportive during the delivery, and while we worked to BF him during those early days. His love for baby Mikey is so special💙. This is a picture of them together shortly after delivery.
While at the hospital, we kept visitors to a minimum. I am the kind of person who needs some adjustment time before I was ready for people to come and take my baby😝. Additionally, all the doctors and nurses coming and going meant that I never knew what was going to be "exposed".....lol. Our parents did come to the hospital. It was an easy trip for my parents, but Mike's parents hopped right in the car and drove 11 hours from FL when they got the call.
Photos of the excited grands below: