If there's one thing you can never be too prepared for, it's the weeks after delivery. Mamas are always so focused on packing their hospital bag and making sure the nursery is perfect for their sweet baby, and then completely forget about their needs and how they're going to feel after delivery. Newsflash: Postpartum recovery is not fun. I'm not going to sugar coat it for you. It's hard and it's uncomfortable, but there are things that you can have on hand that will make it tolerable.
I thought that I had everything I would need for my postpartum recovery, but even after perusing Pinterest for hours and prepping recovery kit baskets to put on the back of the toilet, there were still things that Chris had to run out for in the first few days after Bentley was born and he ran out to grab extras of things that I used up way faster than we thought I would. In this post, I'll be sharing all of my favorite postpartum items that I am oh so thankful I had and made my postpartum recovery a little less unbearable.
One // Frida Mom Post-Partum Recovery Essentials Kit
This essentials kit should be one of the first things you purchase for postpartum recovery. The hospital gives you everything you need, but eventually when you're home, you'll run out, and you're going to need these essentials. Included in this kit are disposable underwear, perennial healing foam, instant ice maxi pads, and perennial cooling liners.
The disposable underwear in this kit are what I used when people came over to visit. They are super thin like the ones the hospital had, and are less diaper-like and bulky under your sweatpants. The Perrenial Healing Foam is a must-have, in fact, purchase an extra bottle or two. No joke--I went through 4 of them in the first four weeks postpartum. This foam is magical and promotes healing, helps with swelling from vag to tush, and gives you slight comfort down there. You won't regret buying extra--I promise you'll be using it after every bathroom trip.
The ice maxi pads are heavenly as well. The cool feeling down there helps to numb the pain away ever-so-slightly. I had originally bought an extra box of them, but thankfully I never opened them, so I was able to return them. My hospital sent me home with tons of them, but I did eventually run out, and then used the ones in this kit at home.
Lastly, in this kit are perennial cooling liners. Honestly, I never even opened mine, because I obsessed over the foam, so I can't tell you personally how they worked, but I know a lot of my Mama friends raved over them!
Two // Frida Peri Bottle
Buy this immediately. It is so much better than the clear bottle that the hospital will give you. I wish that I had used this bottle in the hospital instead of the one they gave me, but I never got it out of my hospital bag. It's angled, so you can really squirt the water where you need it. Your peri bottle will become your best friend during every bathroom trip, so you might as well get the best one.
Three // Prenatal Vitamins
Even postpartum, it is recommended to continue to take your prenatal vitamins, so make sure you still have plenty on hand! I'll be finishing up my bottle of vitamins I do have, and then taking my multi-vitamins as usual. If you are going to breastfeed, my doctor recommended taking prenatal vitamins as long as you are breastfeeding. Definitely check with your doctor on what they recommend, though!
Four // Always Discreet Boutique Disposable Undies
These undies will make you feel a little prettier than just wearing disposable diapers--these ones have cute patterns on them. haha! Let's face it--we literally wear diapers the first two weeks minimum postpartum. It's fine, it's fine--they're needed. Trust me. You're not going to want to wear real underwear for a while. I saved the Frida disposable underwear for when people came over to visit, but the Always undies are what I wore all day, every day. Not once did I have to worry about leaking blood all over the bed or couch, and after each bathroom trip (or two), I could change my undies.
Five // Always Discreet Boutique Pads
These pads are what I used during weeks 2-3 postpartum, and I would put them in my disposable underwear to prolong each disposable undie for 2 bathroom trips vs. having to change it after each time. By the time you're 2-3 weeks postpartum, you're not bleeding as much, and it's more like a period at this point. During your first week postpartum, you're definitely going to want to continue to use a heavier flow pad like the ones they'll provide in the hospital or simply change your Always Discreet Undie after each bathroom trip. At 3-4 weeks postpartum, I was able to switch to this thinner pad.
Six // Frida Sitz Bath Tablets
Warning: You're not able to properly wash down there for weeks after giving birth naturally. It's not that you smell horrible, but you definitely will develop a postpartum smell--mostly because you're constantly heavily bleeding the first week. On day three postpartum, I was finally able to take my first bath. Granted, I couldn't get in the bath myself, Chris had to help me, but that first bath was amazing. Don't be scared of submerging in the water, either! I was terrified to sit because I thought it was going to hurt or burn or something, but it didn't at all for me. The worst part was fully sitting all the way down and discovering more hemorrhoids than expected on a hard tub surface. haha! I laid down in the tub on my side so that I was still submerged in the water, but not putting pressure on my perennial area. These sitz baths will help you feel a little more human and help take away that postpartum stank. During the first four weeks PP, I went through two tablet packs--definitely recommend!
Seven // Breast Therapy Ice Packs
Say hello to boob pain--breastfeeding or not. Whether you're going to breastfeed or not, your body still prepares you for it, and your boobs will fill up like crazy. You'll go to sleep with normal prego boobs and wake up with watermelons under your bra that literally no longer fits. I was nursing for only two days (barely), so my milk came in like crazy, and then since I wasn't nursing anymore, my body never got the memo. I had to endure the pain until my body got the memo, and these ice packs were amazing. The cold helps to ease the pain of your engorged boobs and then eventually, your boobs will slowly become less & less engorged and stop producing as much breast milk.
Eight // Lanolin Cream
If you're going to try and breastfeed at all, you'll need Lanolin cream. Even after barely two days, it's painful, and the nurses in the hospital recommended applying it after every feeding starting immediately.
Nine // Ibuprofen
Like clockwork, on the hour, you're going to want to take your pain meds. My doctor thankfully prescribed me a higher dose of Ibuprofen that I took like clockwork every day. I was able to take one pill every six hours, and by the time it was close to that six-hour mark, I was ready for it. If your doctor doesn't prescribe you anything, be sure to ask what the recommend taking for pain--especially for the first two weeks.
Ten // Nursing Bras
Even though I didn't nurse for very long, I still am wearing them. They are so freaking comfortable, in fact, I was wearing them during the second half of my pregnancy as well. They're softer and give amazing support. I definitely need to find normal bras that are this comfy & supportive.
Eleven // Nursing Pads
Here's another item you'll need--nursing or not. Either way, like I said before, your boobs don't get the memo, so like it or not, your boobs will be leaking--yay. haha! Even towards the end of my pregnancy, these nursing pads got some good use. Your body does incredible things during pregnancy, labor, and postpartum, but this is an annoying one. Grab a box, and use these as needed!
Twelve // Tucks Hemirrhoid Cream
Oh hey, hemorrhoids. Thanks for showing up--not! During pregnancy, you're likely to have hemorrhoids make an appearance, and during labor, you're probably going to make a few more friends. They make it a challenge to go to the bathroom or even sit, so be sure to grab hemorrhoid cream to help soothe the pain.
Thirteen // Miralax
Miralax was a wonderful thing throughout my pregnancy and up to four weeks PP. I took Miralax daily starting when I was around12 weeks pregnant. Constipation was one pregnancy symptom that just wouldn't go away, so taking Miralax daily was a lifesaver. During PP recovery, the last thing you want is to be constipated, so make sure you start taking a stool softener as soon as your doctor says you can after delivery. I am so glad I did because the first poop PP was not painful, so don't be scared!
Fourteen // Lou & Grey Sweatpants
If you're going to invest in comfort PP, you might as well invest in Lou & Grey sweats. I have these sweats in several colors, and I have worn a pair every single day. They are so soft and comfortable and I love that they're not super baggy. They're more of a fitted style sweatpant, so they fit perfectly without the annoying baggage.
Fifteen // High Waisted Underwear
At about three weeks PP, you'll be ready for real underwear--at least that's when I physically felt ready. These high waisted underwear are the most comfortable undies in the entire world. Since they're high waisted, they felt like they were helping to suck me in a little and help support my PP tummy.
Sixteen // Postpartum Belly Band
Speaking of PP tummy support, I love, love my belly band. This is basically a compression band for your stomach to help support your PP tummy and help your body move everything back to where it should be. I'll be honest, the first few times you wear it, especially at the beginning of your postpartum journey, it will be uncomfortable and extremely tight. I was only able to wear it for a short time before I couldn't take it anymore, but eventually, it became a staple as my uterus shrunk back to normal size and I was losing weight daily.
Seventeen // Robe & Comfy Pajamas
I love these pajamas and this robe. I'm actually wearing these pjs as I'm writing this post, they are so comfy and soft. If you're breastfeeding, they are perfect, because they have buttons! The robe is a must-have. I don't know about you, but I always get a little chilly after waking up, and you'll be waking up every couple of hours and need a robe to keep warm as you change your sweet babe and feed them at all hours of the night. I also love, love my MAMA leopard print sweatshirt. My bestie got it for me, and it's so comfy & cozy for baby snuggles!
Eighteen // Microwaveable Heating Pad
This heating pad is the bomb. I used it on my back and neck to help relax and ease any stress pain. It's under ten dollars and Chris & I use it on a daily basis in our house!
Nineteen // Kopari Coconut Melt
Say hello to the best multitasking beauty product about to enter your house! You can use this coconut melt on your belly during pregnancy to help prevent stretch marks, you can use it on your belly PP to keep it moisturized, you can use it on your whole body as well, and it's safe to use on your baby! My doctor recommended waiting until Bentley was at least one week old before applying any lotion to his body, so be sure to check with your doctor on what they recommend regarding lotions/oils.
Twenty // Reusable Water Tumbler
I was so thirsty the first few days postpartum, and even four weeks into my PP journey, I still drink water like crazy! Having a reusable water tumbler (especially during the first few days PP) will be so helpful. If you are breastfeeding, you will be so thirsty, you'll be chugging water like crazy! When I was in the hospital, during my 24-hour stay, I'm pretty sure I drank like a week's worth of water. haha! Either way, stay hydrated. Your healing body will thank you.
Soon-to-be Mamas:
Make sure you take time to prep things for yourself.
After your baby is born, you'll want all of your essentials prepped ahead of time. Trust me, it makes your postpartum journey so much less stressful when you have all that you'll need for a smooth recovery. Your body will be tired, and you will be sore, but you will have just given birth to your sweet babe making all that you're about to go through worth it.
Happy New Year, friends! I was hoping to get my first post of the new year up a little sooner, but life with a newborn has delayed a lot of things. This past week we've been enduring sleepless nights (which, I honestly wouldn't trade for the world, because it means more time with my sweet boy--but I digress), because we've been trying to get Bentley to get on a daytime/nighttime routine. It's super common for babies to be born completely mixed up on times, so it's taken us almost a month to get him to sleep properly. It's totally my fault since I just love, love snuggling him all day long, and I totally made it worse, but honestly, can you blame me?! I just love him so much and baby snuggles are by far my favorite thing ever. So, as you can see, I've been a little busy. 👶
Today, I wanted to share a new-to-me nail obsession and a darling blush cable knit cardi that's perfect for winter. It's cozy and who doesn't love a little pink in the wintertime?! Especially as Valentine's Day is coming up soon, too! I'm the type of girl that the moment Christmastime is over, I trade my Christmas plaid for blush--in style, beauty, and home decor. Blush and all-things light & bright pretty much take over my life. haha!
I recently picked up this darling color Essie--Into the A-Bliss. It is the perfect pinky-blush color. I love that it's not super nude and has more pink to it. A little pop of color in the wintertime is just what I need. As a base coat, I have a new-to-me must-have! The OPI Start To Finish Base Coat, Top Coat, and Strengthener has changed my nail game! Before using OPI Start To Finish, my nails would break so easily--I mean like at least one nail would break per day. Whether I'd chip it, crack it, or completely break it, I could never keep my nails looking nice for more than a day or two. Ever since I started to use it, my nails have been significantly stronger and I actually have to trim my nails back each week since they are growing for the first time in forever!
This nail combo will definitely be a staple through the winter and into spring.
Now, I just have to share more on my buttoned cardigan. It's is so soft and fuzzy! I love anything cozy in the wintertime, and the color is simply perfect. I have a white cami underneath, to be able to wear it open, but you could also button the cardi and wear it alone as well!
December 14, 2020, will forever be one of the best days of my life...but let me give you a little back story first...
Starting at 38 weeks pregnant, I was trying everything to get this little dude to come. Yes, I tried eating spicy foods, ate pineapple, went on endless walks around the neighborhood, heck, I even tried bouncing on an exercise ball while watching TV at night, and yet, none of it worked. Baby boy was just not coming.
It was so disappointing because I kept having really uncomfortable Braxton Hicks contractions consistently starting at around 37 weeks, which is one of the reasons I decided to stop working a few days earlier than planned. My body (or so I thought), was preparing for labor...I just didn't think it would be after my due date. Everyone at work thought I was going to go at any moment since my belly had dropped so low.
Thank God it was only one day past my due date, but if you're a Mama, you know that the last few weeks of pregnancy are some of the hardest. Not only are you exhausted, uncomfortable, and literally can't sleep, you want nothing more than your sweet babe in your arms. I remember sitting in his nursery in the rocking chair balling my eyes out at night during week 39 (thanks hormones) because all I wanted was my baby boy.
On the day before he was born, we had friends over to watch the Eagles game, and I remember telling them time and time again, "Next time I see you we'll have a baby!"...except for this time, it was for real! Once they left that evening, Chris and I decided it would be a great idea to play video games and stay up until 4:30 AM watching TV and just hanging out together. Little did we know that this would be the best (and worst) decision ever. haha! The lack of sleep started out a little earlier than anticipated, but I'm so thankful for the last night we had together as a couple.
As we went to sleep, for the first time in weeks, I felt calm instead of anxious. I fell right to sleep and enjoyed a brief four hours of sleep only to be woken up at 8:30 AM by a jolt in my stomach and a wave that felt like it was crashing over my entire lower back. I got up because I had to pee (what else is new during pregnancy), and discovered the lovely bloody show. I shouted from our bathroom to Chris and woke him up--I told him--"I think we're going to have a baby soon!"
We started timing my contractions almost immediately. I had a contraction app that I used and it said my contractions were about ten minutes apart. I decided that if I was having a baby later that day, I better do my hair and makeup before the contractions really picked up and started to be painful.
By the time I finished my hair & makeup and put last-minute items into our hospital bags, my contractions were starting to come more frequently. They were about 4 to 5 minutes apart, and my app was saying to contact a doctor or go to the hospital. At 10:15 AM, I quickly called my Mom, and the first thing she said when she answered was, "Is it time?!" I couldn't believe I was calling her to finally tell her I think I was in labor for real this time!
I was supposed to have my 40-Week doctor's appointment at 1:30 PM, so at around 10:30 AM, I called to see if I could get my appointment bumped up a little earlier. They didn't have any earlier appointments, but they advised me to go to the hospital since I was having contractions I couldn't talk through while I was on the phone and since they were 4-5 minutes apart.
Chris packed up the car with our hospital bags, and by 10:49 AM, we were on the way to the hospital! Once we got to the hospital, I immediately changed into a hospital gown in the delivery room, and the nurses hooked me up to the monitors to time my contractions, heart rate, and blood pressure. I then found out that the only male doctor in my practice was the one that was on-call that day. Throughout my entire pregnancy, I was so adamant about not wanting him to be my labor & delivery doctor--I was always weirded out by having a male doctor down there, plus I had never seen him at all throughout my pregnancy, but guess what?! Nothing I could do about it--I was in labor, and there was nothing stopping it...except for the fact that my labor wasn't progressing anymore by the time I got to the hospital...The nurses checked my progression and said I was about 3-4 centimeters dilated, and then my doctor came in and he said I was only about 2 centimeters dilated, and he recommended I go home to labor a little longer. The contraction band was documenting my contractions were still 4-5 minutes apart and weren't getting any closer together, so we made the hard and defeating decision to go back home until they were 2-3 minutes apart.
The doctor said since it was my first pregnancy, I could either come back to the hospital later that evening farther along or it could be a day or two. I felt defeated and so embarrassed that I was in the hospital to give birth to my child and I was walking out the door & leaving still pregnant.
Once we got back to the car, I called my Mom to let her know that they sent me home to labor a little longer. I kid you not, within driving not even ten minutes down the road, my contractions got so intense that I couldn't talk through them at all, and I was in so much pain. Chris turned around, and we drove back to the hospital. We parked, and I decided I wanted to sit in the car in the parking lot for a few minutes to calm myself down before we went back in, but we never went back in that time. My contractions stopped again! I sobbed in the car and we drove back home.
As soon as we got back home around 1:30 PM, I laid on the couch and snuggled up with Lilly, our kitty. She could tell I was in pain and laid with me for a couple of hours as I tried to relax and breathe through each contraction. Chris was laying on the floor next to me and was pushing on my lower back during each contraction peak to help dull the pain--though it didn't dull the pain that much, it definitely felt comforting to have him there supporting me. I kept looking out the window in between each contraction--it looked so pretty out as it was flurrying and a mini layer of snow started to cover the grass.
Around 3 or 3:30 PM, I went upstairs to try and lay in bed and get some more rest, since my contractions were about 3-4 minutes apart, but I just ended up screaming in pain in the bathroom. Word of advice: scream low pitched screams...not high. It helps with the pain. Also, TMI, but I legit went to the bathroom four times. I guess it was my body's way of assuring I wasn't going to poop during labor. haha! As I was going to the bathroom for the fourth time in a matter of an hour or so, I had this super strange feeling to push. This could not be good since I was obviously still at home. I screamed for Chris, because he had gone downstairs to make himself a smoothie knowing he probably wouldn't be eating for a while. He came rushing up and was helping me time contractions again. I lost track of timing my contractions for about thirty minutes, but holy crap, they were only 2 minutes apart and now it was about 4:15 PM.
I managed to get myself down both flights of stairs and Chris helped me put my shoes on. While he was grabbing my purse, I laid on the staircase landing during a few painful contractions. As soon as I had a gap in between contractions, I waddled myself to the car, and we pulled out of the driveway at 4:30 PM.
The second car ride was intense. I was in so much pain that I couldn't talk through contractions whatsoever and every bump in the road made everything so much more painful. Car rides during labor are the worst. We got to the hospital right before 5:00 PM. Chris dropped me off at the main entrance and I walked in myself while he went to park the car.
I immediately asked for a wheelchair, I legit couldn't walk another step. The lady was so nice and paged the nurses in labor & delivery and they were on their way down to help me up to the labor & delivery floor. Chris luckily found a pretty close parking spot and helped wheel me to the elevator. As soon as we got to the elevators, the nurses we had earlier in the day, came out and helped us into the elevator to go up. They tried to help distract me from the pain and said, "We knew it was you as soon as they paged us! We had a feeling you were going to be back later tonight!" I looked at both of them and said, "I'm not too proud, this is so painful--I want the epidural."
Now, up until this point, I had only envisioned a natural, drug-free delivery, and was more scared for the epidural than actual birth, so the fact that I was saying I wanted an epidural was surprising to both myself and Chris. He reassured me that there was no shame in getting an epidural, which made me feel more comfortable with changing my entire birth plan the moment we got back into the hospital.
By the time I got back into a hospital gown and hooked up to the monitors it was around 5:15 PM. The nurse put in my IV and took my blood, which I later learned they send a tube of blood to the lab to be sure I qualify for an epidural. Let me tell you--staying completely still while getting an IV and blood drawn is extremely hard while having increasingly painful contractions. Thank God my nurse was amazing and helped me stay calm and Chris was holding my hand I was squeezing Chris's hand off.
Ten...nine...eight...seven...six...five...four...three...two...one... *repeat* Slowly counting down from ten during each wave of contractions was the only way I could get through the pain. Due to Covid, there were no birth classes for me to take, so I created my own coping techniques in the moment.
A few minutes after my IV was in, around 5:30PM, I was laying on my side laboring through contractions, I screamed, "HELP! I feel like I have to push!" Immediately my nurse ran from the monitors that were next to me to glove up. She hadn't checked my progression since I was back since she was the one getting my IV in and getting me hooked up and my other nurse was getting other things prepped. Once she had gloves on, she checked me, and she says, "You're 8 or 9 centimeters. Try not to push yet, but it's almost time to have a baby!" I can still remember how calm she was and I'm so thankful for her.
Now let me remind you, I had just gotten my IV a few minutes prior, which means I still hadn't gotten an epidural...nor was my blood even sent down to the lab for testing. I was about to do this all-natural. There was something empowering realizing I was going to deliver my baby all-natural after all. I had no time at all to get an epidural, and I think it was God's way of knowing the desires of my heart and helping my body along during labor.
At this point, I wasn't focused on what was going on around me, just on myself, counting, and making sure Chris was holding my hand and fanning me with his other hand. I had him grab my labor folder with my birth plan (that no one ever saw) in it and use the folder as a fan since we never had time to grab my fan from my hospital bag...which was still in the car since we had literally just gotten there about 30 minutes prior to this. Chris told me after, but the nurses were yelling down the hallway to get the doctor, and both my labor & delivery nurses were preparing to deliver themselves in case he didn't get there in time.
I was still laboring on my side, so to paint a picture, I'm in the hospital bed on my left side, wearing a mask (thanks Covid), and I started to have a hard time breathing with a stupid mask on during each contraction--mainly because I was so overwhelmingly hot. I ripped my mask off and my nurse gave me the oxygen mask to help me calm down and relax, and thankfully after a few minutes, I did...until I screamed "I have to pee!" *Cue the laughter--yes, you can laugh, cause I am* News flash--it wasn't pee. My water broke and OMG, it's the weirdest feeling ever. I seriously thought I had peed all over the place.
Freaking finally my doctor comes into the room, and it was around 5:35/5:40 PM. He checks my progression, and I can't remember exactly what he said, but all I do remember is him and the nurses saying something like "It's time to have a baby, let's get you in position." They helped get me from my side to my back, my feet go up in the footrests, and it hits me that oh my gosh--I'm about to have a baby!"
My nurses are prepping everything for once Bentley is born, and my doctor is ready in position as we waited for my next contraction to come. The nurse instructed me to put my hands on my thighs, and my doctor said to push when I felt the next urge to push. As soon as the next contraction came, I felt the urge to push. My body knew what to do. I pushed as hard as I could until the contraction ended, and yes, I low pitch screamed through each contraction. I swear it helped. The next contraction came, I pushed again. The doctor asked if Chris wanted to watch--but he stayed right by my side. I think he could see enough by my head. haha!
After my second push, I remember the doctor asking if I wanted to feel the top of Bentley's head, and as I started to look down, towards the doctor, Chris said, "Don't look down, look at me." I immediately knew in the moment that Chris was saving me from passing out--later he told me I was right. Apparently, there's a lot of blood during labor haha!...and I am quite queasy whenever I see the smallest amount, so I am so glad that I didn't fully look down and break focus.
The good thing is as I was looking to my left at Chris and then slowly turned my head back straight to focus, I came to the realization that it was almost over, and soon my baby was going to be born. As the next contraction came, my doctor told me to push as hard as I could. I pushed, and right after I pushed, he said to stop for a second and then he said to push one more time!
On my third contraction and third set of pushing, just a few minutes after the doctor got to the delivery room, and only 48 minutes after arriving at the hospital, on December 14, 2020, our son, Bentley Michael Jones was born at 5:48 PM.
The moment he was born, I listened for his first cry, the doctor & nurses wrapped a blanket around him, and they placed my sweet baby on my chest. Chris started taking pictures the moment he was placed on my chest, and I'll be forever thankful for those photos. I turned and smiled at him, and I don't think I've ever been happier in my entire life. Giving birth was the most empowering, happiest moment of my life--though it was hard, it was exhilarating.
By this time, nothing mattered to me except the sweet boy on my chest. I stayed focused on Bentley while my doctor clamped the umbilical cord two minutes after Bentley was born, which was also when it stopped pulsing, and Chris was able to cut the cord. Shortly after this, I remember my doctor pushed on my stomach, and I hear him say, "placenta discarded". I don't know why, but from everything I always read, I thought you had to birth the placenta...I honestly didn't even feel it nor did I feel the ring of fire that everyone always talks about when the baby's head crowns. I'm just going to say Thank God, and not question it. haha!
Once the placenta was out, I remember the doctor saying to the nurse that there was no episiotomy and that I only needed 1-2 stitches and that the tearing was extremely minimal (thank God, again!). If I'm being completely honest, I remember getting those couple of stitches hurt worse than actual delivery. At that moment, I held Bentley just a little bit tighter.
I was able to hold Bentley for about forty minutes before the nurses took him to the other side of the room to be weighed, measured, and checked out. They ended up keeping him under the heat lamp for about 10 minutes to help him warm up and regulate his body temperature. Chris stayed right there with him and took tons of pictures as the nurses did their thing! A pediatrician also came in and checked on Bentley during this time as well and said everything looked great, and they'd check in on him tomorrow!
At 6:46 PM, the nurses handed Bentley to Chris, and he held him for the first time--just shy of him being an hour old. The nurses left the room and allowed us to spend a little bit of time together as a new family of three.
After about half an hour, the nurses came back in to let us know that they were about to switch shifts at 7:30 PM, and introduced us to the two nurses that would be my new nurses until morning when they'd come back for another shift. I was extremely thankful to have the nurses that I did, and even more thankful that they were able to stop back in our room the next day!
By the time 7:30 PM rolled around, it was time for the dreaded walk across the room to the bathroom to get cleaned up and use the bathroom for the first time post-delivery. Going to the bathroom is not scary or painful at all--in fact, I was shocked it didn't hurt to pee. The hardest part for me was sitting down to pee. At this point, you'll be introduced to your new best friend aka your peri bottle, and yes, you will love that thing for weeks to come.
Being as honest and open as possible--the only thing that I will warn you about is the amount of blood and bleeding you will have on those first trips to the bathroom. I wish I had been more mentally prepared for it, because I honestly didn't know just how much I'd be bleeding. I knew people considered it to be like a super heavy period, but it's slightly more than that. On my first walk to the bathroom after delivery, I left a trail of blood on the floor, it dripped all down my leg, and remember...I don't do well with blood.
The nurses were amazing and they helped me get cleaned up, I used the peri bottle to clean up as best as I could down there, and the nurses helped me put on my super stylish undies, pad, and ice pack combo. As soon as I was all put back together and got into a clean hospital gown, I turned to wash my hands, made the mistake of looking back at the blood on the floor, and grabbed both nurse's arms, because I knew I was about to pass out. The last thing I remember was one of them on each side of me, starting to walk to the bed, and then I woke up in the bed with the nurses waving smelling salts in my face, and I said, "Did I pass out?" They totally lied to keep me calm and said no, and I could see Chris's face as he was holding Bentley in the chair across the room, and he still looked calm, which made me believe them, but later he told me I totally blacked out and he was freaking out inside. Oops...Sorry for the scare, babe!
Once I was fully conscious again, my nurse brought us a menu to get some food in my belly since I had not eaten all day since food was the last thing on my mind in between contractions. Let me just tell you...the first meal after labor & delivery is so good. I was beyond hungry, and couldn't wait to eat!
While we were waiting for food to be delivered to the room, and before we were officially moved over to the room we'd be staying the night in, Chris went and grabbed all of our hospital bags from the car and brought them up to our new room.
While Chris was gone, the nurse brought Bentley over to me so that I could hold him and also start to breastfeed. Though breastfeeding ended up not being a long-lasting part of our journey, I'm extremely thankful I was able to nurse during the first couple of days when it is the most beneficial. The nurses were amazing, and I had several lactation specialists help, but buddy boy was not latching properly, and it was quickly becoming too mentally draining for me. Fast forward on this super quick--once Bentley was about 36 hours old, he refused to latch or eat for almost 9 hours, and that's when we made the call to the hospital to ask about the formula. He gulped down the formula, and that's when we knew formula was going to be the right choice for our family. Fed is best, and there is no shame in how your baby is being fed!
Okay, circling back--Chris was grabbing our hospital bags, I'm attempting to nurse Bentley for the first time, and I get a call from him--he's stuck in the elevator. I swear, I can't make this up. haha! The nurses had to page the maintenance team to help get him out. Apparently, a whole set of elevators all stopped working at the same time, and several people got stuck at once. There's always gotta be something crazy happening, right?! Chris finally made it back to us, and the nurses helped me get into a wheelchair, put Bentley in his rolling bed, and we all went over to our new room.
At some point--I can't remember when, but the doctors and nurses asked if we would be okay with a 24-hour discharge due to the snowstorm that was coming. They didn't want to risk us getting stuck at the hospital or worse--getting stuck driving home during the snowstorm. I was totally fine with a 24-hour discharge, in fact, I am so thankful to have been able to go home a little earlier than normal. The nurses (and literally everyone you know) will always say, "sleep when the baby sleeps", but what they also don't tell you is that you literally do not sleep in the hospital.
Between the nurses coming in & turning on the lights to take your temperature, blood pressure, and check to see if your uterus is shrinking properly or if your bleeding is normal...and then checking on the baby and their vitals...you don't sleep. I think while we were at the hospital, we both slept an hour...maybe. The really good thing about the nurses coming in all the time is that you can ask tons of questions. Don't be afraid to ask questions or ask for help. They are there to help you, and if your nurses are anything like mine, they are more than happy to help and are darn good at their job, so the more you ask, the more you learn.
Throughout the rest of the first night & early morning, we had several nurses come in and help with different things. I had an amazing lactation consultant help me nurse during those first crucial hours, I had nurses make sure I was okay in the bathroom since Chris was taking care of Bentley, and I even had nurses hold Bentley while Chris was in the bathroom with me since I couldn't go by myself yet.
In those first 24 hours after birth, I fell even more in love with Chris, because gosh, this guy stayed calm and helped me through labor & delivery, and was now helping me in the bathroom, changing every dirty diaper, and taking care of Bentley every time something was wrong since I couldn't. Seeing him with Bentley and take on the father role so effortlessly was definitely one of the highlights of our relationship.
As the hours passed, the night turned into the morning, and the nurse came in to give Bentley his first bath around 4:30 AM. Normally they like to give babies a bath around six hours after birth, but they waited a little bit longer since it's even better for a baby's skin the longer you wait. Chris was able to go with the nurse to the nursery and took pictures of his first bath, which not a lot of parents get to do! I stayed in the room and slept for a whole hour, but gosh, it was so needed.
On December 14, 2020, at 5:48 PM, I immediately fell in love with a little boy who weighed 6lb 2.5oz and 19 inches long. He'll forever be my baby, and I'm beyond lucky that God chose me to be his Mama.
A special thanks to Chicwish for this gorgeous dress!
If you follow me on Instagram, you've seen a sneak peek of this dress, and y'all, I have never loved a dress more! Even at 9 months pregnant, I was able to wear this dress for Thanksgiving, and it made me feel extra fancy. I feel like this year especially, we could all use an excuse to dress up a little--even if a whole three other people are going to see you in your outfit! Remember ladies, we dress up for ourselves.
This Ruffle Neck Dress is seriously so beautiful in real life. From the ruffle collar to the tie (which I opted to tie in the back vs. the font!), to the gorgeous detail on the sleeve, it's sure to make you feel a little extra classy.
I know 2020 has been a rough year for many, but as we officially near the end, try and think of all of the good things that did happen. Maybe you lost your job or were furloughed like I was, but that meant you were able to spend more time with family or pursue a hobby or passion that you wouldn't have been able to otherwise.
Personally, for us, I was furloughed for three months, and then finally went back to work, but the blessing in all of it for me was that I was furloughed my entire first trimester when I was extremely sick. I was able to spend my first trimester resting and being sick in the comfort of my own home vs. the entire time in a store trying to hide my discomfort and sickness from clients and my team.
This year brought us many hardships and there were many uncertainties, but it also brought us baby boy. As crappy as 2020 was with the restrictions, not being able to share exciting moments with family & friends, and working in the public while pregnant during a global pandemic, I will always be thankful for this year.
They say that 2020 brought out the realness in people--both good and bad, and I hope that 2020 brought out more good in me than ever before. I hope and pray that the people I came in contact with on a daily basis felt an extra ray of sunshine in the 2020 darkness.
OPI Big Apple Red Nail Polish & Essie Luxeffects Nail Polish
I did size up to a small in this dress to allow a little extra room for the baby bump, however, I would say it fits TTS, and not pregnant, I would have been perfectly fine with an XS!
Be kind, be safe, and have an amazing holiday season!
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