Is v spooky that everyone on here had pizza last night. So did we! I couldn't have cooked, even if I'd wanted to, with the power cut.
Am going to email a pic around for those who'd like to see .
V v v happy to be out of hospital, and generally feeling very positive, which is a huge contrast to last time. Trust the community midwife to burst my bubble today though . While I was in hospital I asked them to check DD2 out as I thought she was getting a wee bit jaundiced. So the paediatrician and midwife came to see me at 1am to look at her colour. It was something of a feat to have got to sleep on the postnatal ward as there were three very distressed babies who SCREAMED the whole time, not to mention the nurse's station right outside the door where they had the radio on all night . Anyway, DD2 and I had just got off to sleep when they came and woke us up to look at her.
In the (yellow) electric light.
"I can't see anything in this light" says the paed. Er. Hello? Really?
Anyway - long story short - blood test showed DD2's bilirubin levels were FINE.
Midwife today: "ooh she's a bit jaundiced". "Ooh she's lost a lot of weight". I pointed out that it's normal for a newborn to lose up to 10% of it's bodyweight in the first week and she backtracked and said yes it was... (my card is now marked for being stroppy probably!) and she has lost significantly less than that.
BUT - because of the jaundice (even though her levels were fine) and because of the weight loss (which we established was within normal parameters) she is coming back tomorrow to "check up" on us. Grrr. It MAKES ME SO MAD!
What difference does she expect in 24 hours? She's a breastfed baby so will probably have lost another ounce or so before she starts gaining.
Anyway - upshot is we may end up back in the hospital and there's nothing I can do about it. Obviously if DD2 really does need the phototherapy then I'll be happy to do it - but I really felt the m/w was unnecessarily trying to pick fault with things today. I'd been feeling SO happy and she made me feel really rubbish .
DH has promised to stay in tomorrow (they refuse to give you an appointment time but I'm not going anywhere!) so he can read her the riot act if she gets arsey. My DH rocks! .
(Sorry for the screed!)