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26 years ago (almost 27), with DD#1, she spent time in the NICU. Premie, and needing the UV lights due to jaundice. She spent most of her time there, not with me. I was discharged, she stayed another night; I got to stay in a room with 2 other moms whose babies were still hospitalized the 2nd night. Was at the hospital in labor from 6am to 11pm, not allowed to shower until 7am (not for medical reasons, the nurse said I couldn't because "it would wake other patients".) Finally ate around 5pm the next day, when I finally got a nurse to listen to me (as they were discharging me) that I hadn't eaten (the food trays weren't delivered because my day nurse marked me as asleep everytime food came, even though I hadn't slept at all during the day). It was so horrible. I was a scared 18 year old, with zero support system.
22 years (almost 23) ago, DD#2, she spent most of her time with me in room. She did go to the nursery for a few hours at a time at my request, once around 10pm and again around 5am, so I could get some rest, but did spend some time away from me due to testing/procedures. She was born with a collapsed ear canal and one of her feet turned up against her leg (no room in the womb for this one...she was almost 24" and all folded up in there), so they were working on those. Her ear canal repaired itself, and we kept her foot in a baby cage for about 5 months, to hold it in the correct position. She still has trouble with that ankle.
12 years ago, DS spent all but 2 hours in room with me. Those 2 hours, I showered and then slept. The nurses were not very nice about it either; they wanted him with me all the time.