Something that I found interesting about our week's stay in the hospital, I became secondary to Baby X. I mean, in normal settings, I'm Nancy and he's the new baby. Everyone wants to peek at him and hold him. But he's still just "Nancy's new baby." At the hospital, I was no longer Nancy. I was Mom. The nurses called me Mom. The doctors called me Mom. When I called to order my free meals* I was Baby X's mom. I could hear the nurses at their nurse station talking about Baby X - by name. It was sort of strange since I wasn't quite used to him being around yet and having a name and then all of a sudden everyone was using his name. Which it seems doesn't happen so quickly with normal, non-sick kids. They are baby until they finally start functioning like a person. It's like the first time you take your new baby to the doctor's office and the nurse comes out and calls out his/her name and all of a sudden you realize that they mean your baby. It was just sort of weird and fun for me to experience this role reversal. I became the one with no name, or whose name was of no importance and the baby became a person.
*Breast feeding moms got free hospital meals. Which, while it was hospital food, it wasn't all bad because it was a children's hospital. I got to order watermelon slushies, grilled cheese sandwiches, soft pretzels with cheese sauce and Oreo milkshakes.