DS was born just after 7pm. A short while later, I was snacking on raw veggies and ranch dip. After they moved me into a room (10pm), I sent DH home because he desperately needed to get his blood sugar back up. I demanded a steak (at home marinading in garlic and balsamic vinegar) and cheesy brown rice. (Friend was with me, so DS and I weren't alone.) He returned around midnight. I ate the steak, but took one look at the brown rice and decided I didn't feel like having fiber just yet. I think I had some skyr, too.
I was very vocal (translation: shrieked like a banshee
) during labor. I had brought corn thins, tortilla chips, and hummus, but my throat was too raw for scratchy/crunchy food.
At home the next afternoon, I sent the in-laws out to bring me home some curry. Butter chicken and cucumber salad.
: My mother filled my fridge with GF three cheese lasagna, so that's what I ate off of for a few days, then she put in two more pans.
: My mom is awesome. (So are the in-laws, of course.)