The Hospital

About two hours after finishing my last blog post about waiting for the baby, I started feeling contractions. Six hours later, this happened:

Wow. 

We had to stay in the hospital a few extra days because the baby's blood sugar levels were really low due to all the stress caused by labor. I was pretty bummed that she didn't get to room with us and had to stay longer than anticipated, but I'm so thankful that she is now healthy, happy, and home.

Here's some pics from the NICU.

I sure did miss this little boy. Two and a half days away from him felt like an eternity.

Although he lost interest in me and the baby pretty quickly.  He was much more interested in counting the 6,7,10 cars that were outside of our high up city view window.

Perfectly lit, high quality first family selfie:

I didn't even think to take any pictures up in our actual recovery room. Probably because we weren't there much as we tried to spend as much time as we could with the baby. After we were discharged from recovery, the little "sofa" in the NICU room was all we had to work with. Here's Darin asleep on one side and the little one on the other:

Here we are Sunday morning about to leave the hospital.

Despite the fact that we had to stay two extra days, we really loved our hospital experience. The nurses that took care of us, and our baby, were all fantastic. The midwives that worked with us were incredible. They continually checked on me and showed sincere concern for the well-being of our baby. We felt very blessed throughout the entire experience.