DS was put straight on my chest. He felt warm, soft and damp, not slimy though - such a wonderful feeling. We stayed like that while they delivered the placenta, was a bit worrying because the cord broke but they managed to get it out in the end. Then there was a long period of more gas and air while they did the stitches and I just held DS on my chest.
I think it was after that that I gave DS his first feed. Can't really remember though.
I can't remember when they weighed him, I remember they weren't in a hurry. They sent someone in to, erm, mop up and reassemble the bed (I had a ventouse delivery and they remove the end of the bed so they can reach) then brought me the most delicious tea and toast I have ever eaten and left us alone for a while.
Remember to take lots of pictures, it's such a special time, when you and your brand new family are alone together for the first time. I am still so regretful that I never got a photo of me holding DS. There's one of him with DH, but DH didn't think to take one of me
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I was lucky to have a side room because my sister is a MW at the same hospital and it's one of their 'perks' to get the side room for no charge. I believe it's usually about £90 a night though. It was still incredibly noisy though, people shouting and laughing up and down the corridor in the middle of the night. And then you start getting visitors really early, the person comes to do the hearing test and various other visits. It's great to have your own bathroom though.
Because of waiting to be discharged, I had DS at 9.01pm and didn't get home until around 2pm the following afternoon. I hadn't slept for two days and was absolutely shattered. Had grandparents round pretty much immediately, which was lovely. But other friends wanted to visit in the evening and I actually waited up for them! I still can't believe I did that.
It makes me happy and sad to remember that first day. I would love to be doing it all again.
Best wishes to you for the rest of your pregnancy and the birth OP.