When I got back to the hospital, little Jordin was nursing again. Mama was super tired and just wanted to go to sleep. The next couple of hours consisted of holding the tiny tot, listening to her cry, and trying to nurse some more. It was clear that she was hungry and simply wasn't getting enough. We've concluded that we have yet another impatient sassy pants (sound familiar?) on our hands. When she's hungry, she wants to eat immediately, and she wants to be full right away. She does NOT want to have to work for her food.
We were completely drained from the night before and it was clear that no one was going to get any rest at this rate. We called in the nurse and decided to get her some formula. In the end, that did the trick. She drank some and eventually calmed down enough to sleep until morning. She's been nursing quite a bit since she woke up and it's going relatively well. We're hitting some rough patches due to Ms. Instant Gratification, but the lactation specialist showed up a few pointers to help move things along. Overall, I think we've already made more progress in the past day than we did the entire time trying to breastfeed Josie.
We're heading out here shortly after lunch. Everything has checked out and we've been cleared for discharge. We decided to go home early because this is really hard on our little Josie and we know that being home will get her back in the swing of things.
I'm so proud of my strong and beautiful wife. I'm honored to call her my mine and we're so blessed to have created such an incredible family. What she's gone through mentally and physically in the past 36 hours is truly amazing. She hadn't slept in over 24 hours and still tended to baby Jordin's every need the very moment she arrived. It just goes to show that although Baba's are great and all for quite a lot of different reasons, we'd truly be nothing without our Mama's.
Eyes open for a change
Nothing like a Mother's love
