The nurses moved us from the L&D rooms into a regular maternity (after birth) room and gave Brent all sorts of instructions on what was allowed and not as far as handling the baby and where we could and could not take him in the maternity wing of the hospital. At this point, Jax decided to make his first "present."
Lucky for Brent, our fabulous nurse, Megan, was on hand for some instructions...
A little bit later that afternoon, Jenna showed up. When I first asked her if she wanted to hold Jax, she said no. She was scared that she would drop him. But she was looking at him with such wonder in her eyes, that I cautiously scooted over in my bed to make some room for her and she climbed in to sit beside me. I told her that we could hold him together so that he stayed safe. After she figured out that she could sit and hold him, she didn't want to put him down!
I won't lie...the time up until this point that I had been in the hospital had been rough but my son was here, in my arms, safe and sound and I was recovering nicely as well. I mean, what girl wouldn't be happy to be upgraded from a diet of only ice chips for the past 28 hours to clear liquids?!?! That dinner of chicken broth, Jell-O and apple juice was the best thing that I'd tasted in my whole life!