With Jaden in our arms, the world seemed to quiet around us. At least for a few brief seconds. Nobody tells you how shaky the epidural makes you. Or, that every shred of privacy will evaporate. Shayne had to help me into the bathroom to do the things I had taken for granted my entire life. Thankfully I didn't have time to dwell on much. But I will say that Jaden wasn't the only one to be diapered that day!
I was placed in a wheelchair and wheeled through the double doors of the labor and delivery unit. I was a little scared as we passed by the waiting room. Perhaps my nerves were just shaky from the ordeal my body had just been through. A baby chime played to announce Jaden's birth and then off we went. It was time to move into the postpartum room where we were transferred into the care of Theresa, the postpartum nurse. Can you believe all three nurses were named Theresa! At least we didn't have to worry about remembering too many names.
All six of our family members followed us to our room and practically devoured Jaden all at once. From that moment on we received visitors until we left the hospital. It was pretty crazy. Of course we loved sharing Jaden but it did put a great deal of pressure on us in the midnight hours. Jaden became overstimulated and we were up all night. We are now at day 13 and we are still learning how to negotiate sharing Jaden with creating healthy boundaries for his sake and ours. It is hard to do but this little honeypie is worth it!