dp and MIL refused to let me walk cause I was still in heaps of pain from the C/S so dp wheeled me out and MIL pushed ava in the little crib thingy
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dp and MIL refused to let me walk cause I was still in heaps of pain from the C/S so dp wheeled me out and MIL pushed ava in the little crib thingy
I walked out and DH carried DS out in his capsule. I must admit it seems a bit silly to me that they would put you in a wheelchair cos it's pretty unlikely there'll be one at home to take you from the car to the house LOL
We were stopped in the corridor and I got in trouble for trying to carry DS1 outside for some fresh air before I realised he MUST stay in the bassinette. :rolleyes: Since I couldn't just leave him in the room it meant that getting outside was virtually impossible until we were released.:
I carried DS1 out. I waited in reception while DH got the car. The lift was broken so I had to walk up the stairs 3 days post c/s. They offered a wheelchair but I didn't want one.
With DS2 DH and DS1 came just to pick me up so left the car in the drop off zone. DH carried bub out and I held DS1's hand as he had missed me so much. :D No wheelchair offered after vbac.
Great question Leash - but I think Ive just discovered some unresolved issues :crying:
I think this may turn into a boohoo... :(
With DD#2 some friends were there when I left the birth centre - and one of them was holding her as I was being discharged. I went downstairs in a wheelchair (was feeling a bit weak - was 24hrs post birth) then as we were going downstairs DD started crying. I said "I'll take her" as I really wanted to hold her anyway, but he just kept holding her.
DH was pushing me (in the wheelchair!) and I looked up at him and said "can you get her for me please?" but he was mucking around with our friends and instead was joking around about pushing the wheelchair trolley-style to see how fast and far it would go - with me still in it!
I felt completely violated, being in my vulnerable hormonal post-birth state, and I feel awful whenever I think about it :crying:
I think that made me cling to her after that, I rarely let people hold her as a tiny baby. I always kept her in the sling. No-one was going to take her away from me again!
Sorry about the emotional rant :redface:
Anyhoo, with DD#1 I walked out, DH was holding her. And I was fine with that :)
DD1 - walked out 5 days after a VB
DS1 - walked out, 2 days after VB
DS2 - walked out 2 days after CS
DD2 - walked out 5 days after VB
Each time I carried bub & let someone else carry all the other bits & pieces ;)
The last time was so nice, it had been a while since I had done it & we had stayed much longer than planned; it just felt very special :)
I had a vaginal birth, and it was 5 days later we left....
I walked with DD in her sling and DH carried the bags to the car. The car was parked close to other cars so DH moved it away so we could get DD safely into the car with more room.
It was such a special feeling carrying DD from the hospital room out of that hospital and heading home..... I remember holding hands with DH on the way home that day with DD in the back just feeling on top of the world.
Good thread!
I think I was offered a wheelchair due to the fact that I was on crutches (not birth related!!!) but I was happy enough to walk out. DH had already loaded the car up, and brought it around to the front of the hospital, and he brought the capsule up so we could carry DS out in it. Thank goodness, because he was so tiny, it took us ages to get the straps right :rofl:. So I hobbled out, and DH carried the capsule :).
After the birth, DS was in SCN, and I had the shakes and nausea something shocking, so had to be wheeled. First to SCN, then to our room. There was no way I could have walked it, I could hardly hold my head up!
I walked out holding DS in my arms. We had the worst rain that day. I had to run (as well as i could run) to the carpark and poor dh had to drive his newborn son for the first time in rain so hard that you could barely see the road infront. I sat in the back with ds as i was too scared to take my eyes off him. Then we tried very unsuccessfully to get him in the house without getting him completely wet. As he was a summer baby we didn't have any winter clothes for him so mum had to go out and buy him some warmer clothes. Not quite the homecoming i had been imagining! His birthday party is on the same day as his homecoming last year so hoping we get better weather this year :pray:
Great question but I also think I have unresolved issues... I felt so proud the day we got to bring DD home from hospital but after reading how people got to go home with their babies I (only now) realise it is another thing I missed out on (as well as spontaneous labour, those first newborn yucky tar poos etc).
DD was born 6 weeks early due to pre-eclampsia and spent 15 days 'admitted' in the SCN. I was discharged on day 4 (but had been in hospital for 6 days). I had a VB and when we were told I could go home, I rang DP who came into the hospital and then he and I went and put all the stuff in the car then DP went home to drop it all off. I went back up to the SCN (still in my PJs) and waited with DD as she was being transferred to another hospital as she didn't require the Level 5 nursery anymore and because I was being discharged she was transferred to the nearest appropriate level 3 SCN.
On the day that DD was allowed to come home, we had been told the night before that provided she put on weight we would be going home. I had been doing a stay in at the hospital with her. DP had gone to golf.
They weighed DD and she had lost 20gms... I bawled and bawled because after 13 days I had had enough... I wanted to go home with my baby who was otherwise healthy and had done a poo about 15mins before the weigh in. I cried because that poo probaby weighed 30gms!! The nurses spoke to the doctors and told them what a good job I had been doing (don't mean to pat my own back but I was there for every feed except the 4am one - and basically sat at the hospital all day so I could do her cares etc). So after speaking to the doctors I was allowed home on gate leave which meant we were technically still admitted to the hospital and we were to go back on the Monday for another weigh in... if she hadn't put on any weight she would be readmitted.
Once we were told we could go, I went to the car and got the pram and then I packed up all our stuff and put DD in the pram - she was so tiny and was at 36weeks gestation. I pushed her out to the car - I felt so proud... we had been told we would be in hospital until at least her due date and here we were going home 4 weeks prior to that!! I was doing it by myself which was nice because after having nurses there to 'fall back on' it was nice to be doing something with/for DD all by myself. I remember being so smug and having such a huge smile on my face.
But then... once at the car I spent 2.5 hours trying to fold the darn pram up... we had NEVER folded it up before now... except for the really well worn one in the shop! DP was at golf so had his phone turned off. Then my phone battery died so I couldn't call anyone else to come and help and I had kicked the pram really hard at one point and bent the arm back so I couldn't even fold it out to put DD into it to go back to the hospital to use their phone and I didn't want to leave the pram at the car because the area we were in... well the pram wouldn't have been there when I got back to the car!
So I sat in the back of the car and cried and cried and then I fed DD and then I stared at her... and then I gathered my thoughts and went and perserved with the pram and FINALLY got it folded up and then we drove out to the golf course because after that ordeal I wasn't even going to contemplate going into the house by myself LOL.
Great thread Leash!
I left the Hospital 5 days after cs, late afternoon (finally I could go home!!!) the hospital did offer a wheelchair but I declined, I carried ds while dp wheeled the metal trolley FULL of cards/flowers/gifts etc , we got on the elevator and pressed the down button, everyone in the lift smiled at me and I felt on top of the worl until BAM!! the elevator came to an abrupt halt, throwing me and dp (and everyone else ) to our knees, I held onto DS for my life....I thought I knew what pain was after the cs, but man, that HURT!!:o
We were stuck in the lift for about 1/2 an hour until finally they fixed the fault, I hobbled out of the lift and to the nearest chair in tears, while being told I should sue the hospital by some well meaning lady :rolleyes:
DP went and got the car and parked right in the front entrance and loaded everything up, he disappeared while I fiddled with getting DS in the car (as well as I could!)
he returned with a MW from the post natal ward who tried to make me go back in and be kept for observation etc, I bawled my eyes out and just said to DP" take me home please" that was all I wanted to do, I just wanted to go home.
not the best experience, the drive home was unbearably painfull, but the endone took the edge off it once I was home, and DS made it all worthwhile!;)
oh TK how awful for you!!
I didn't get offered a wheelchair either time post c/s. I carried DD and bawled the whole way (I was still waiting for her 'real' mother to come and get her lol), and I think I let DH carry DS.....
hmm my story is more sucky than memorable...
after busting my tailbone i was high on morphine and oxycontin when they sent me home so i think i floated out of the hospital (lol no i wlked but dont really remember) but i remember XP almost dropping DD and then i was furious cause we got to the car and the baby seat was in the car but not installed yet. i couldnt hold DD cause i was too shaky so we had to get a nurse out to hold her while XP cursed and ranted about having to do everything while he assembled the car seat (**** i just had a baby, buddy!!!!) :wall:
I walked out with DD in her bassinette from her pram and waited outside while DP ducked next door to see his sister (she's a nurse at the hospital next door) who had cooked me some yummy food and was storing it in her office fridge.
Then i think he carried her in the elevator down to the carpark.
No wheelchair but it was a very surreal experience, i will never forget how tiny she looked in her carseat for the 1st time... sorry PG hormones just made me :cry:
I was asked if I wanted to walk up to the post natal ward, but I requested a wheelchair. After a 22 hour labour I couldn't even hold my eyes open so it was a silly question in my opinion lol!!
Went home less than 24 hours after VB & actually just had to ask DH how I got downstairs - have no recollection!! He said they basically brought the wheelchair into my room & there wasn't really any question - I got straight in. I held DS while he carried the bags & nurse pushed the chair. Then DH went to bring the car round to the front of the hospital where I walked out with DS, which I do remember lol. I rode in the back with DS.
I also remember being really surprised driving home that the world was just going along like normal, like nothing momentous had happened. I actually said to DH "Doesn't anyone know I've just had a baby?!" LOL
DH made a couple of trips to the car with our bits and pieces and then he carried DS out in the sling. I was never offered a wheelchair (5 days post c/s, so I wasn't feeling too bad). Car was just across the road so not far to walk.
After waiting for what seemed like forever for DH to get DS strapped into the carseat, I sat in the back next to him. It felt wrong to leave him in the back by himself! He slept the entire way home, I got to baby gaze for the 30min trip and DH was a very nervous driver!
lol i sat in the back 2 coz MIL drove us i was just surprised he slept the whole way home lol but he slept a lot in the first few days
I was the same - when I was driving out to the golf course where DP was I was beeped by another driver for being really slow... well der... didn't he know I was driving my sweet gorgeous DD for the FIRST TIME EVER... it was only when DP said to me that the driver wouldn't have known that did I realise that oops yeah he wouldn't have LOL:
I walked out holding DS :)
DF drove home, MIL was in the front and i was in the back sitting next to DD. He drove a good 10 to even 20kms under the speed limit the whole way home and we lived about 30mins from the hospital (we went to a hospital out of the area we were living in at the time). :lol: i've never seen DF drive so slow, we got a few honks but mostly people were patient. I told DF DD wasnt going to break if he did the speed limit :lol:
DS - I left first hospital to be transferred back to local hospital the day after he was born, I walked carrying DS. I wasn't offered a wheelchair. Left local hospital to go home, I walked out, Dh's ex-wife carried DS. Don't ask :rolleyes:. Not offered wheelchair.
DD - I left hospital to go home 6 hours after DD was born. I walked out carrying DD. Not offered wheelchair.
I walked out carrying DD. I remember thinking "are they seriously letting me leave with her?" and tried to blend into the walls so nobody noticed I was escaping with a baby...
hehe - I sat in the back too, just couldn't bear for them to be alone! Then had to drive up a mountain (don't ask) and the bumping around I reckon I must have pulled my stiches - hurt so much!
I was up and walking (shakily) 9.5hours after my C/S and walked out of hospital carrying DD on day 6. I felt so good we went for a 2km walk with the pram that evening!!! I was pretty sore later that night though!
I'd been kept in as we had long labour, traumatic emergency, dd was small and having feeding dificulties and they were worried about PND so had to see the mental health nurse. I told her I'd be fine if they would let me out of that place!!! and I was. :) I'd been there for a whole week.
I was soooo glad to be going home + so proud of my gorgeous miracle. We were in a small country hospital so the car was only about 200m from my room. We could have walked all the way home as we live less than a km away :) It would proabaly have been quicker than fluffing around with the car seat getting her in and out etc. :rolleyes:
It really did feel unreal. All around us people were doing ordinary things, going to work, the shops, school pickups and we were taking home OUR VERY OWN BABY for the first time! I was so excited and nervous. I sat in the front but the whole trip I wished I was in the back seat with her.
i was allowed to carry ds out of the ward not around the hospital tho lame lol i road in the back with him as i felt more comfy in the back
this bub ill walk out again too
With DS1 and DS2 I walked to the car carrying my new baby. With the twins my DH and I intended to carry one each but we were told we were not allowed incase we dropped them as we would not be covered by hospital insurance, and an orderly had to push them to the door in their crib:rolleyes:
It turned out it was merely hospital policy that a member of staff accompanied us to the door so if tiny newborns were seen leaving without a member of staff the alarm could be raised that a baby was being abducted.:lol: Still I let the orderly push them to the door as we had a lot of bags and it was easier. It was a bit annoying though as she stopped every time someone cooed at my babies and I just wanted to get home to my boys.
i was at the stage of shuffling, a few steps at a time, and needing to be close to walls, to hang onto for support. so i got wheeled to the car.
i'd spent five days in hospital for an emergency c-section, and when they opened me up, there were complications (bilby wasn't breathing when she was wrenched out of me by the leg). ANyone else have "bandl's ring" happen to them during labour? your baby gets strangled by your uterine muscles, literally.
it would have been nice to have had a straightforward/healthy labour/birth, so that i could walk to the car, and hold my baby.
i remember being scared, and in so much pain, i felt EVERY bump in the road (on a ten minute journey home) and i was so upset i coudln't twist around to see how bilby was in her carseat. i was worried she wasn't strapped in safely enough.
Getting in and out of the car was so ouch.
DH half carried me inside once we got home.
really hard to look after a nb when you're feeling that poorly.
so all these people that are up and about three days after their c-section, good on them, but it sure wasn't like that for me. (took months to recover).
i think it's like bad period pain, if you've never experienced it, it's easy to think "oh they must be putting it on". As soon as you experience it yourself, it's like "whoa, it IS bad".
I felt so brainwashed that "everyone was fine after c-sections", that when i wasn't, i was too embarrassed to admit it, at the time, in case i was accused of malingering. Just knew how i felt, and felt like a failure (about taking so long to heal, walk normally again, being in pain etc.)
Often the times i have mentioned it, subsequent posters put comments about "pain threshold tolerance", i actually know i have a high pain threshold, because i've been told so by medical staff.
with DD, DH did a couple of trips to the car, then we all walked downstairs and waited for him to bring the car to the front doors of the hospital. Grannie In-Law had to crash the moment, telling me to give my baby to her, so i stood, in pain waiting for DH to adjust the car seat for this little creature that we obviously had no idea on how tiny she would be.
With DS, the hospital had a baggage trolley, so DH filled it up and did one trip to the car. DH carried DS downstairs, ( we were suppose to take him to the front door in his crib, due to hospital policy) and DD and I sat in a chair and held DS until DH bought the car around to the front.
LOL, yes I sat in the back with Jazz and Shel drove at about 60kph on the 110kph highway. Good thing though, going over potholes at 60kpm was torture after a c/s. 110 would have been certain death (for Shel :lol:)!
I left the hospital keeled over in pain and with a sick bag in one hand a bunch of flowers and my bag in the other. Little did I know at that point that I was suffering from a postpartum puncture headache because of the epidural my c/s wound was not even registering in my mind at that point. My husband carried DS.
Readmitted the next morning after a night of pure hell dealing with my new baby and my illness. 3 days later my second exit from the hospital was solo, my husband came to get me while my Mum looked after DS. Not the nicest introduction to motherhood. :cry:
I walked out alone, to get clothes and supplies for a few days, the second time was to get the car seat fitted and pick up my pram, finally the last time I got to carry my daughter out, 11 days after her birth.
I hope that next time I get to take my new baby home with me the first time I walk out the doors of the hospital :D
You asked a popular question and I just stumbled across it, which coincidentally is how I left the hospital ;)
I was conditionally released 5 days after my caesarian to a hospital closer to my home which was a 2 hour drive on a windy coastal road between Cairns and Mossman and I anticipated a very uncomfortable trip home. I hit the doctors up for one last dose of pain killers (the stuff that always made me spin) so that was in full swing by the time we walked out in my slippers. My husband carried the baby and my Mum practically had to carry me or at least hold me up. I had asked for a wheel chair but these things are so routine, no one thought I would need one. Wrong! they hadn't seen me on drugs. I was giggly and slurring my words but I was in the back with my tiny bub and soon at the next hospital for the rest of our stay. By the way, our little girl in that car seat was so cruel, I remember thinking..."is this legal?" she weighed 2.3 kilos and sitting slumped seemed so wrong.
I was wheeled to the car (which was waiting in the 3min zone) with my first two babys. They were both c/s and I was still in AGONY!!! Looking back I shouldn't have been going home :( With DS #3 I walked out (down 2 flights of stairs :) ) with him in my arms..... He was a VBA2C and I only had minimal pain (3rd degree tear)
I remember I was carrying my bag and flowers and DH was carrying DS. I walked out, but along the corridor I dropped something and as I bent over to pick them up I pee'd so rushed out of there pretty quickly! Just wanted to get home after that! Good thing the car was parked right out the front.
Funny how people mention about driving under the speed limit. DH reckons that's why they invented 'Baby on Board' signs....to warn people to stay away from us driving so slow!
I always carried them out in my arms. Dh always took all the stuff we'd accumulated during our stay out to the car first and then came back up and we walked out together. My hospital always took a 'leaving photo' of you too. On your last day just before you go they take a pic of you and bubs and then put them up on their notice board in the nursery. You can see all the other families too. It's a nice touch I think. Walking out that door with your new babe in your arms just makes it so *real* it's hard to describe. With our first bub though walking felt like I had *****les in my knickers from the stitches LOL so I wasn't walking real fast.
17 years ago, and 17 years old.....I was not allowed to carry my DD out to the car. I HAD to sit in a wheelchair! A nurse carried the baby AND strapped her into her car seat! I am still pee'd off about that to this day! They told me it was regulation. VB
14 years ago, and 20 years old.....I carried DD to the car and strapped her in. We only lived 3 houses up from the hospital, LOL. VB
9 years ago, and 25 years old.....I carried DS to the car. VB
19 months ago, and 34 years old....I carried DS to the car. VB
ETA: reading this thread has made me sooooo clucky!!!! It's all you fault Leash! LOL
The first time, DD1 was in the capsule DH carried her and I carried my bags :rolleyes: we walked to the car, and went on our merry way. This was two days after VB, and the car was three blocks away.
The second time, DD2 was in my arms, and DH took my bags and DD1, as I had only had VB 6hrs before :redface: and the car was very close to door.
DH had already done a couple of trips to the car with the bags, and flowers, etc.
I walked out holding DD, we struggled to get her in the capsule and then drove off with the blue health book on top of the car - DH had put it up there while he popped DD in the capsule, and we didn't realise until we got home! Luckily it was still there! DH was just going to take DD out of the car, when he realised it was on the boot, and held it up, saying look what I did! He must've then put it back down on the roof, because when the mw came out the next day, we couldn't find it in the house, and yep, there it was on the car!
I carried DD along the super long corridors and out to the car which was parked out in the street. 5 days post CS and feeling good.
My DH carried DS out of the hosp as it was only 36hrs after my c/s and I wasn't willing to risk holding him JIC. I walked out but my Dad had an arm around my waist cuz I was still a bit unsteady (I was just being bull-headed and wanted to go home!)
I had a c/s and decided to discharge myself 27hrs post op because I had my MIL a nurse and hubby a Dr at home to care for me... I was offered a wheelchair and I gratefully took it!!