Sunday evening was the estimated time that the three of us would go home. However, there were some problems.
Josiah liked to sleep (they think because of the shock that he had after birth), so he was not to big into eating. He would go VERY long times between feedings. I was breastfeeding, but it was not working out so well.
Also during the nights he liked to stay up and scream. Needless to say Donnie and I got very little sleep. It was SO frustrating having this baby that would not eat or sleep at night. I spent a good chunk of Sunday sobbing in frustration. This was not going as I had hoped.
However, my parents were with us at the hospital most of the time, and that was a HUGE help.
Because Josiah was not eating well, he turning a bit on the yellow side. So the doctors wanted us to stay until they saw two good feedings. Well, these feedings did not come, and we ended up spending the night. With me still sobbing in frustration.
Then at some point Sunday night we decided to give him formula. This was something we REALLY REALLY REALLY did not want to do, but we were so desperate for him to eat.
Want to know what happened? Stay tuned! :-)