From House to Hospital

After I gave birth I just wanted to go to sleep! Seriously. That was hard work (I know. Right?) and I hadn't slept in over 24 hours. Unfortunately, that was not to be. Maelyn tore me up beyond what my midwife was comfortable suturing back together. It was finally time to visit the hospital. I'd say we did pretty good. Made it through 9 months plus the birth and the only intervention needed came after it was all done.

My Jetta had been at the auto shop for a couple of months getting a new engine and was still there. That may seem ridiculous but we've got a great mechanic at the local technical college where I teach anatomy and physiology part time. He uses the car repairs as hands on training for his students. But it comes at a cost. You know how it costs you hundreds to thousands of dollars to get your car fixed? And you get it back the next day? When it's free you get it back the next month. Because of that, we were left with just our two-seater truck. So at 6 a.m. Matt picked up our home teacher's van and took me to get stitched.

The hospital was...well...not home. The staff couldn't believe we had planned to give birth at home. That's an understatement. We prefer to discuss our home birth the way Jim Gaffigan puts it:

"My wife had the baby at home. We had all our babies at home, just to make you feel uncomfortable. People don't want to hear about home birth. 'Oh, you had your baby at home? Yeah, we were gonna do that, but we wanted our baby to live.'"

Sewing up my lady parts was rough. Yeah, after watching her get stitched up I'll stick with chiropractic. And the doctor couldn't help herself reminding me continuously that had I given birth at the hospital I would have been sewn up right after birth. At least I got to go home with some hospital swag :) In the end I got fixed up and finally got to go home and sleep!