The midwives made me a big breakfast plate with an omelet, meat, and lots of other goodies that I can't remember because I was drunk on love and on a natural high from delivery, but I do know it was one of the best meals I've ever had and I devoured the entire plate. Dave was able to bring stuff to make himself an omelet in the kitchen. They also made me a BIRTHday cake to take home that I enjoyed over the next week. My kinda labor experience...if you're in the KC area, I highly recommend New Birth Company!
Then, my Mom and Step-Dad came in to meet Iris followed by my Dad and Grandma. Everyone was anxious to hold her, but we had been told by the midwives that the first few hours were really important not to pass Iris around, so we promised everyone snuggles later.
One of the nurses came in while Dave was making breakfast and asked if I needed anything, I asked if she could grab the trail mix I had made from my bag (I was still hungry!). As she was sifting through my stuff she started cracking up and said, "Well, you really came prepared, didn't you?!" They had drilled it in our heads that first time Mom's have really long labors, so Dave and I had planned on it. I had packed: homemade muffins and trail mix, nail polish (HA!), extra clothes, essential oils, affirmation cards, a book, my laptop (with a playlist I worked really long and hard on that we listened to while we snuggled her after labor instead of playing during)...the ridiculous list goes on.