First of all, my biggest complaint about newborns and even older babies in hospitals is that they are not treated like people. That bugs me. Furthermore, I consistently encounter such disrespect for the nursing relationship, of mom and baby. "Breast is best" but feel free to have this other substandard stuff. You'd think that in the only part of the hospital where people actually WANT to go, people would be more cheerful and more fun. Nope--newborns boil down to numbers. Which is why they like formula, because it's about ounces in and diapers out. With breastmilk, they want it to be numbers, so they have you watch the clock, which doesn't necessarily work that well and can cause problems with moms once they are out of the hospital.
The nurse that was taking care of Tiny Guy upon his readmission on Wednesday afternoon said to me, after the third time that I refused formula for him, that I should prepare to stay a long time, implying that my elitism about formula was dangerous and would impede medical treatment. She was mean and patronizing about the whole thing. The pediatrician wasn't much better although he was polite and respectful, and when the jaundice issue was resolved, he said that my way was his preferred way as well, and that he was glad that I was able to keep Tiny Guy on only breastmilk.
I had to pump a bunch, as I may have mentioned, and I was able to provide him with enough feedings so I didn't take him out from the lights as often. But I produced. And I knew I did and I knew I would. Don't test me.
But really, it's a horrible situation. We stick him in a box for hours at a time and even though we get to touch him, it's not the same. And they make phototherapy blankets, but this hospital doesn't have them. As in, the baby could actually be held while receiving phototherapy instead of being confined to a box. So what do they always try to do when Tiny Guy was raging about having to go back in the box after being out for a feeding and actually getting nice snuggles and milk from the tap? Try to stick a pacifier in his mouth because that's really what he needs. Trying to shut him up. He's mad! We can reach in there and comfort him a little bit, but he's mad. And basically, he would just scream for awhile and then give up. I was standing there in tears when they first put him back in.
A kid with jaundice...file that under "everyone has problems." You know, you have to go back the hospital. Big deal. Plenty of kids spend some time in the NICU, which is also pretty scary and of course the parents get said, but still, everyone has problems. Couple that with the fact that my older son is also in the hospital and won't be out for awhile, and will likely never be all that healthy...and these wonderful hormones...bad scene. I'm usually tough as heck but I really need to be careful right now as I don't know how I'll respond to things. Best be gentle with me.
Tiny Guy loves to eat. Loves to snuggle. I wouldn't be surprised if some of the drama in his early days is causing him to want me more, or if it's just his nature, or if it's just normal baby stuff. He is an ordinary baby. And a roly-poly one too! He is already back up to birthweight at 5 days old. Again...loves to eat.
He also wears his cloth dipes very well. And they do the job. They are bulky on him, but so are all cloth diapers on newborns. It allows his pants to stay up. He can wear the 0-3 month pants with the cloth dipes.
The whole thing is so contrived though...having my new son in the house and getting used to him while my big boy is away from the house in the hospital. It wouldn't be out of the question for him to have been out of the house for the first night, maybe, but it's just been so long and I barely get to see The Boy. I miss him so much. He will love Tiny Guy. He already does. Video Evidence.