We got home from the hospital on Tuesday afternoon with our new bundle of joy. It felt so great to be home with baby. Our pediatrician requested we come in for a follow up visit the next day to check Fletch's bilirubin levels, because they were a little high. We had a pretty rough first night, but in hind-sight it was probably because baby was hungry and was not getting enough to eat. So we woke up a little frustrated that day and when we were told at the follow up appointment that Fletch needed to be re-admitted for light therapy for jaundice, it was pretty discouraging.
We decided to look at this time in the hospital as an opportunity. I had a chance to consult with a Lactation Specialist, which I was in desperate need of. Hopefully I can take what I learned and help Fletch get back on the boob without assistance. When people say breastfeeding is not easy or comes naturally, they are ABSOLUTELY correct. It definitely has to be learned, by both mom and baby.
Once I got pumping in the hospital and filling Fletch's belly with the good stuff, he seemed to be able to sleep longer and that means WE got to sleep longer. We are still exhausted, but we've started to get our wits about us. After two nights in the pediatric unit, we were able to come home this afternoon. We'll go back to the pediatrician on Monday to get a final check on Fletch's bilirubin levels and we should be done with all this craziness.
We have Aunt Donna and Aunt Lisa here visiting and helping out, which we appreciate immensely. Daddy is trying to convince Aunt Donna to come be our nanny, but I'm not sure it's in the cards. More visitors are on their way, including Grandma and Uncle Bubba and family. It's gonna be a madhouse!