Seth's first day
As soon as he came, they laid him on my chest to dry off. He was little and sweet. But I looked at him while they checked his apgar and whatever they do for a newborn and felt strangely detached, then promptly felt guilty. My friend tells me that without medication, it all happened exactly how God intended and however I felt was the way I felt.
I wish I'd held Seth more those first 24 hours, but I felt worse afterwards than I did with Savannah. I asked the nurses to take him some to the nursery because I didn't feel confident carrying him back to his little bed and was afraid he'd roll out of that half bed of mine. Then I'd wonder if the nurses were taking good care of him and I'd ask for him back. I didn't sleep good anyway.
When I did sleep, I slept like a log, maybe a rock. Woke up heavy and sweating down my neck and back. I had some of the most ferocious yawns, as I'm sure Seth did too. Labor is hard on the babies too. I also really missed stretching. The muscles must really change in pregnancy because I've had some of the most satisfying stretches.
Seth slept just fine.
His new skin only lasted about a day.
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